DamionI grunted, leaving my cup of coffee on the table and heading for the barn. I took several deep breaths, trying to rein in my greedy dick that was begging for a taste of her sweet pussy. Later, I told myself. I didn’t want her to think I invited her over to help fix the fence just to bang her.“Do you want to ride the tractor out there or take the horses?” I asked her.“It isn’t that far. We could walk.” I pointed to the roll of wire and other tools I had put together. “It isn’t far, but that’s going to be a bitch to carry.”“We can ride the tractor,” she said once she saw all the gear.“Thanks for coming over and giving me a hand,” I told her.She picked up some of the tools and walked out of the barn. “You’re welcome, but don’t think I’m doing this out of the kindness of my heart,” she shouted over her shoulder.I carried out the heavy roll of wire. “Are you saying you’re charging me for your help?” I asked with a laugh.“Yep. I’ll expect something in return.”She was flirtin
Alex “Where?” I breathed against his lips. It was the only word I managed to get out before his mouth covered mine again.“Bedroom,” he answered, his lips moving against mine.I felt and heard the front door open and then slam behind us. In a very short few seconds, we were moving into his room. I gasped when he dropped me on the bed, bouncing once before his body covered mine, pinning me to the mattress below.His hands were everywhere at the same time. I had triggered a response in him that I could have never predicted. His mouth covered mine, swallowing me whole. It was like he couldn’t get enough between his hands and his mouth. The weight of his body over mine was intense, his hips rocking against me, dry fucking through the denim.His mouth moved over my chin, biting as he moved for my neck. It was like being attacked by a vampire, the sexy kind. Every nibble was like a direct hit to my clit. I gasped, moaning with need.“Play with fire,” he growled next to my ear.“Going to ge
Alex“This,” he breathed, placing his palm over my sex. “This is what I crave.”I squirmed under his touch. “Take me.”“I’m going to. I’m going to take you until you’re screaming my name.”I smiled. “I have screamed.”He dropped onto the bed, turning me so my head was resting on a pillow before he climbed over me once again. “I never took you to be a screamer.”“I’ve never been a screamer,” I said saucily. “You make me scream.”In a flash, the ravenous beast from earlier was back. He drove into me, his cock filling and stretching me. He felt much bigger than before. He rocked and hammered his body inside mine. He was a man on a mission. He was a man desperate to claim a woman. Me. I was that woman.The thought of being claimed by him both thrilled and terrified me. My hips rose up to meet his thrusts, slamming against his and taking him impossibly deeper inside my body. I reached my hands up to his arms, squeezing the biceps and digging my nails into his flesh.He roared, a combinatio
DamionA cold chill washed over my naked body as I stood in my bedroom staring at the door she’d just walked out of. “What the fuck?” I breathed.I couldn’t explain it. I knew she’d come over wanting sex. She’d admitted as much. Was she pissed I had taken her up on the offer? I knew she enjoyed herself. Hell, she’d screamed my name. She’d come hard, harder than any woman I had ever been with. I’d rocked her world. I wasn’t being egotistical. I was being honest. She’d come apart in my arms and it had been magical. Mind-blowing. Best. Sex. Ever.And then she left. Not left. She’d run out of my house like the hounds of hell were on her heels. I slowly redressed, trying to figure out what the hell had happened. I understood she had some issues. I got it. It wasn’t like I had proposed marriage. I wanted to know she was my girlfriend. I needed that kind of honesty and commitment. If we weren’t together, I had to believe she would take any job that came her way and up and leave me again.I h
DamionHarvey chuckled. “I bet it is. How about your son? Is he liking his new school?”“He is. He loves school and Miss June.”Harvey smiled. “I bet he does. She’s a good teacher.”The small talk was over. “I need to talk to you about the stipulations for the inheritance,” I started.I had mulled over what to do and how to best approach the matter. I didn’t want to sound like a money-hungry asshole, but I needed to know what my options were. If I walked away from the money, I wanted to know where it went—assuming I had the right to know. I needed to know what happened to the farm as well. I wanted to keep it, but the rational part of me knew that wasn’t logical. To pay someone to keep up the farm would cancel out any profit generated from the wheat harvest.“As in?” he asked.“You said I needed to live on the farm for six months in order to inherit,” I told him.He nodded his head. “Yes, that’s right.”“What if I don’t?” I asked.He leaned back in his chair. “Your grandfather wasn’t
AlexI was a pouty mess. I hated feeling down. It wasn’t a feeling I appreciated. I knew some people liked to wallow in their misery and stuff their faces with ice cream while watching a sappy movie, but that wasn’t me. I was more of a pull up the boots and the big girl panties and move on. I had to stay moving. I could outrun the sadness if I just stayed busy. At least, that was what I had liked to think.My method of outrunning the feelings that came with being all alone wasn’t working. The melancholy had caught up to me and was pulling me down fast. My first reaction to the feeling of being sucked into a pit of sadness was to look for a job. I reached out to a couple of the farms that had contacted me, letting them know I was available.I was waiting to hear back from one of them. I was confident I would, but it wasn’t happening fast enough. The house was too small for me. I was going stir crazy, caught up in a sea of feelings that were very uncomfortable.When I heard the knock on
AlexI sighed. “I know, but I don’t want to give him my heart only to have him leave. I don’t want that kind of misery. I nursed you through several of those breakups. You were a mess.”She shrugged. “That’s because I give my heart to anyone. I’m not very discerning. You and I are like yin and yang. You are extremely guarded. You tell no one anything and are very closed up. I’m an open book. I give my heart freely.”“And how’s that working out for you?” I asked dryly.She laughed. “I could ask you the same question. How’s it working on your end of things?”“I get your point. For the record, I did open up to him. I told him about my parents.”Her eyes went wide. “You did?”I nodded. “I did. He told me about his late wife. We’ve both got some baggage. We’re both a little nervous about getting into something. At least, I think he was, but now not so much. I’m not sure what he expects from me. What if I can’t live up to what he wants me to be? What if I fail him? Fail Oliver?”“Alex, you
DamionI got up early, butterflies in my stomach that left me feeling anxious. My life was going to change, which meant Oliver’s life would change. I wanted to make him a nice breakfast. It would make the news I had to tell him a little easier for him to handle. I hoped anyway. I had held off on saying anything until I knew for sure. I had gotten the email late last night. Things were happening and they were happening fast. I figured there was no point in dragging anything out. It was like pulling off a band-aid in one fell swoop. I preferred to get it over with, rather than let the pain and suffering linger.I flipped the pancake in the pan, checked it and slid it onto a plate. “Oliver, breakfast is ready,” I announced.I was waiting for him to tell me it was too early. I was about twenty minutes ahead of our regular schedule. I wanted to give us some time to talk and answer any questions he had about our new plan. I had woken him up early and got him moving. I was glad he was a morn
AlexHe winked at me. “I was thinking I might get me a little place in Montana.”I felt tears well in my eyes. I fanned my face. “Wayne, that would be amazing.”“Yes, it would,” Damion chimed in. “We’ll have a house built for you on the farm.”“Damion!” I blurted out.“Oh no, I can’t ask you to do that,” Wayne said.“You didn’t ask. I offered. We would love to have you around. We’ll need a guest house eventually anyway.”I could see the emotion in Wayne’s eyes. “That’s a very kind offer. I’ll think on it. I don’t want to put anyone out.”“Wayne,” I said, reaching across the table and grabbing his hand. “It would be an honor to have you around.”He smiled. “You drive a hard bargain, missy,” he teased.“I certainly do.”“Montana is a great place to live,” Damion said. “I wish I would have realized it earlier. I wasted a lot of time. I don’t intend to do it again.”“Good, because I won’t let you get away from me quite so easily.”“I’m not going anywhere,” he said with a grin. “Montana is
AlexThree months laterI carried the big bowl of homemade potato salad to the back patio and placed it on the table. Betty popped her head up from where she was curled up on her bed in the corner and out of the way. She would get her leftover treats after the dinner, even though I told Wayne he shouldn’t feed her people food. My favorite men in the world were sitting around the table, chatting and talking about the early fall. I smiled at each of them before going back into the kitchen of Wayne’s house to grab the tray of burger toppings.We had driven down to spend the weekend with him before school started and our schedule got a lot less flexible. Damion had offered to buy plane tickets, but I couldn’t do it. I actually liked the drive. We all got to hang out and just talk. There was no escape when you were locked in a car with someone.My life was good. Better than good. The final puzzle pieces of my life had slid into place. I felt settled. I didn’t feel the need to run. I hadn’t
AlexI opened eyes I didn’t realize had been closed. I stared into his light blue gaze as he rose over me. My hands slid up his forearms and over his biceps, rubbing over the skin that was hot under my touch. He was just as affected as I was.His cock slid over my slick pussy before he carefully nudged forward, breaking through the folds and finding home. He pushed once, and our eyes locked as he joined his body with mine. I felt a tear slide down the side of my face as he pushed himself all the way inside my welcoming body.“Oh, Damion,” I breathed his name before my eyes slid closed and my body finally gave in to the need that had been holding me in a firm grip since his kisses started.“That’s it,” he coaxed, kissing the tip of my nose as my body arched and bucked under his. “That’s my girl. All mine. You’re mine.”I opened my eyes and found him staring at me from just a few inches away. He lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me until I could no longer think at all. I only felt. I
AlexI didn’t think I had ever been carried. Not like that anyway. I felt like a precious gift with the way he was looking at me. His gentleness was so much different than our usual way. It was strange and sweet at the same time.I watched as he pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor before stepping out of the shorts he was wearing. I could truly look at the man’s body all day. His thick cock stood loud and proud, promising great things.He was perfect in my eyes. Tall and now very tanned after all our long days working together at the farm. His muscles were more defined than what they were when he first showed up in Geraldine. He had changed. I had changed.“Looking at something?” he asked with a soft smile.“Just admiring the view from down here,” I answered.He reached down, not getting on the bed as he undid the button on my shorts. He pulled them and my panties down my legs before reaching for my arms and pulling me to a sitting position. My shirt was lifted o
DamionI smiled. “I don’t think the money will change me. At least, I hope it doesn’t. It hasn’t so far.”“What do you mean?”“I mean I had the money before I came back.”Her mouth dropped open. “What? You have it? I thought you said you had to wait six months.”I nodded. “I did. Or so I was told. When I went to Harvey to ask about the will and where the farm would go if I turned it down, he told me you and he had talked. He said you told him you were impressed with what I had done and that I was taking it seriously. I told him it didn’t matter and had him draw up the documents to give you the farm. I told him to give the money to charity or whatever. I was in New York when I got the documents in the mail saying the accounts had been transferred to my name. A rather large check was included.”She shook her head. “You turned down the money?”I nodded. “I did.”“But you have it now?”“I do. I’ll admit I bought the SUV with cash. It didn’t make sense to carry a loan and pay interest.”Sh
DamionI heard the knock on the door and walked out of my bedroom to answer it. Sadie was standing on the other side, a soft smile on her face.“Hi,” she greeted.“Hi,” I answered, pulling the door open for her. “I was just folding the last bit of laundry.”“You’re folding your own laundry?” she asked.I groaned. “She told you.”“She did. Of course, she did. There’s a reason I offered to babysit Oliver without you asking. You two need to talk and I’m here to make sure that happens.”“I appreciate it. And yes, I do my own laundry. I also clean toilets and sweep the floors. I’m still the same man I’ve always been.”“I believe you. Now you need to convince her of that.”I shook my head. “You make it sound like it’s easy.”“I think I smoothed the way for you, but if you screw it up, that’s on you.”I laughed. “Good to know. Oliver is in his room. I’m going to toss a load in the washer and then I’ll head out.”“Take your time. My schedule is clear. This could take a while. Don’t give up to
Alex“Sadie, this is real. I’m not kidding. He inherited a fortune. The only reason he is here is to get that fortune.”“Did he say he wanted to leave?”“No, but—”She held up a hand. “Exactly. He came back for you.”I slapped a hand on the table. “This is what I’m trying to explain to you. He didn’t come back for me. He came back for the money.”“Do you honestly think he would jerk his kid back and forth across the country for the money? I don’t know him half as well as you do, but even I know he lives and breathes for that boy. He isn’t going to do anything that would hurt Oliver. He knows Oliver likes it here. Oliver couldn’t stop talking about how much he missed you when they were gone. How much Damion missed you. It’s real, Alex. Very real. Before you push him away, ask yourself if you’re really being rational.”I leaned back in my seat. “You’re being harsh.”“I’m sorry, but I have to be. I can’t let you ruin this. He’s so good for you. You don’t see how different you are with hi
AlexI glanced in the bathroom mirror as I washed my hands and face. I looked like hell. I wasn’t interested in showering. Not yet. I piled my hair on top of my head in a messy bun. Not cute messy but legit messy. I slid my slippered feet along the floor as I made my way to the kitchen. I needed coffee. A lot of coffee. I hadn’t slept much at all. Two nights of no sleep was wreaking havoc on me.There was a knock on my door just as I was starting my coffee. I slowly walked over to see who it was.“I see you,” Sadie called.“You can’t see through wood,” I told her.“Open the door.”“I’m not decent,” I retorted.“No shit. Open it anyway.”I sighed, unlocking the door and pulling it open, expecting the comments about the state of my appearance. “What are you doing here?” I asked.“Wow. This is a bad one. Have you showered this week?” She curled her lip. “I can flip you on your head and mop the floor with all that oil in your hair.”“That’s really not very nice,” I retorted.“You don’t lo
Damion“With that kind of money, I think you can certainly buy love.”“Not real love. I didn’t want some woman faking it.”“Do you think Alex is like that?” he asked, his tone slightly accusing.“Not at all,” I answered. “She’s the real deal. I know she loves Oliver and he loves her.”He was quiet for a few seconds. “Does she know you already have the money?”I shrugged. “I’m not sure. It seemed like she thought I had it or was going to be getting it soon.”“You didn’t tell her you had it before you came back the second time?”I slowly shook my head. “No. It seemed pointless. Alex is stubborn. When she gets something in her head, there’s no dislodging it. I didn’t see any point in arguing. She wasn’t going to believe a word I said. She’s convinced I’ve been lying to her from day one. Anything I said was going to be rejected. I didn’t want to stick around and listen to her insult me or what we had. I didn’t want to get mad and say something I would regret. I left.”“You do that a lot,”