Page 20 of The Boss

She's chewing her bottom lip and her cheeks are flushed, her tits rubbing against my chest as she moves, brushing her clit against me with every trembling shift.

"Are you going to come for me, baby?"

"Uh huh.”

In a blink, my own climax is completely reined in. I will not ruin this for her. I can wait as long as it takes. She is the only thing that matters.

Her head falls back, allowing me to kiss her throat and nibble her ear. "Come for me, baby. Can you feel how hard I am for you?"

She nods. "I need…"

"Tell me, sweetheart."

"I need…all of it." Her slow blinking makes me think she’s almost in a trance. "I need to feel all of it. Please…harder…deeper…more."

I'm mauling her ass with my hands, pulling her up and down along my pulsing cock, not knowing where to look. Her perfect tits. Her incredible hips. Her delicious lips. Her sparkling eyes. Her fingers dig into the back of my shoulders, face crumpling as she begins to ride me. Her pussy opens, sucking my cock right to the end of her channel.

"Of course you can take the entire fucking thing,” I growl. “You were made for me, baby. Your perfect pussy has been craving this cock forever, you just didn't know it, right?"

"Yesss,” she whines, panting for air as I thrust up into her over and over.

I feel the very moment she falls over the cliff, her pussy tightening and her juices flowing around my length that feels hard as glass. She chokes out a weak, sputtering scream, her fingernails pricking my back as I thrust harder and deeper.

"Can feel you coming, beautiful. Can feel that magic pussy begging for my come. Do you want me to fill you up with it?"

She's nodding, her neck unsteady. I can feel her moisture dripping down my length as I clutch her tightly, bouncing her, both of us shaking, our hearts pressed together as if we couldn't possibly get close enough. The wet sounds of her release against my skin is almost the final straw as my brain begins to seize up.

The sight of my sweet girl flushed and sputtering, looking like a dirty little sex goddess, launches me into the stratosphere.

"Fuck baby," I growl, fucking her hard and fast, slamming our bodies together.

Every pump becomes more erratic until a roar escapes me, euphoria flatlining my mind as pleasure surges through every nerve. I come so hard it's like a dam breaking, firing what feels like twice the normal amount of my seed deep into her still-pulsing pussy. My come overflows, dripping over me as Etta gasps.

"I need you, baby," I rasp, clutching her body to mine, still thrusting as I rock her gently. "Need this to be…"

I almost say forever. But damn, I cannot risk scaring her away. We need a few more…weeks? Days? Hours? I don't know. My mind is swimming as I shower kisses all over her flushed face. Her slender fingers tangle in the back of my hair as her legs relax.

"Are you all right, beautiful? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get so rough."

She grins. "That was amazing. Intense. I…" Her head shakes. “I can't…do words now."

Scooping her up, I carry her into the bathroom. "Two minute hot shower, then you'll fall asleep in seconds."

Once we're clean and curled up in my bed, I hover at the edge of sleep until Etta's breathing becomes slow and even.

She's going to be my wife. Going to be the love of my life forever. I will make this happen. We belong together.

11

ETTA

Ilook around the dining hall. Boss is checking on the gate, and running around the perimeter of some field with Cutter and Stone, but most of the guys have come through for coffee over the past hour. Smoky has come in twice.

The guys have all been welcoming and polite. Heck, one of them even wiped the counter after some coffee splashed. They clearly take pride in their work and this ranch.

The only jobs I've ever had were in real estate, and they sucked. This feels much more productive. Even though I’m not doing any physical labor on the ranch, it feels like I’m helping an organization that matters, and I like being surrounded by people who are working on very different projects.

Boss gave me all the passwords for his laptop and left me with a list of things to try to straighten out. I've been taking notes and cleaning up his spreadsheets, trying to devise a system that will make it easier for him to maintain control over the chaos.