Chapter 15
BEAU
I wouldn’t even suggest taking things even further with Lainey if it wasn’t something that she needed. Did she need her ass fucked? I’d have said no, but her dripping pussy said otherwise. It was happening. Why?
Because I wanted to own every inch of her, inside and out. Definitely.
Because I wanted her to know that there would be nothing between us.
Because I needed her to know that I’d do anything for her as long as she used her fucking smarts and stayed safe.
I wouldn’t hold back when it came to keeping my girl protected. I didn’t want her to miss out on facing Rod Severs, but he was dangerous and unpredictable. No way would I let her walk into a situation I didn’t consider safe.
She’d know what I meant soon enough.
At a slow pace, I followed her into her house, but I gave her a few minutes to do as I said. I hung my hat on the peg by the door, got a drink of water from the kitchen sink. Locked the front door. Shucked my boots beside it.
Then, I went down the hall to her room. Any longer and not only my dick would punch through my jeans, but she might climb out a fucking window.
I stopped in the doorway at the sight.
Lainey. Bare. Blonde hair over her pillow. Nipples taut. Knees bent, legs spread, gorgeous pink, mouthwatering pussy on display.
I’d fuck her ass, but not yet. Not until she was begging for it. Because soon enough, she was going to beg.
Reaching behind my neck, I grabbed my t-shirt and tugged it off. Then I opened my belt, undid the button on my jeans, slid the zipper down and made room for my dick. Pre-cum was staining my boxers. All the while, Lainey watched, her plump bottom lip caught with her teeth.
I stepped to the bed, grasped her ankle and tugged her to the edge. I dropped to my knees on her rug, flung her thighs over my shoulders and feasted on her.
Licked that sticky honey that was all for me. Circled her clit, sucked on it and made her writhe. Fingers tangled in my hair and tugged. Hard. The pain spurred me on.
I got her close to coming. So close, I felt her thighs quiver. Then I pulled back.
She lifted her head and looked down her body so her blue eyes met mine. “Why’d you stop?”
“You’re my girl, Lainey Wilder,” I said, licking my lips. “That means I keep you safe. Today, safe meant going home with your Ma.”
She shook her head. “No. You left me out.”
“How did you even get to the ranch so quickly?”
She glanced away. “I was actually behind you, but you guys went to the stable first. I just followed the music around the back.”
“Even worse. Fuck. Rod Severs is a fucking wild card. He had you fucking kidnapped by Gil, who, while not all that smart, knows a pretty girl when he grabs her.”
“Colt–”
“Then Severs drugged your horse,” I continued, pushing right over her. It was time for her to listen and understand, not talk. “You could have been killed riding him. He knocked your father unconscious.”
Repeating the man’s list of sins was not helping me to stay calm. With my hands on her lush thighs, her pussy right fucking there, I needed more. Needed her to feel as frantic as I did.
As I ate her out again, pushing her to the brink of orgasm and leaving her hanging once again.
It calmed me having her here on her bed. Having her bare. My hands on her, knowing she was safe. Whole. Getting pleasure–at least partway–from me.
“BEAU!” My name came out as a growl as she pushed up onto her elbows. Her heated eyes glared daggers.
“Why’d you go there, love?” I asked. “Why’d you go to a ranch where the owner literally bought your new sister-in-law?”
“Because you told me what to do!” she cried. “You’re just like my brothers.”
“Wanting you to be safe? Yeah, I’m just like them. But remember whose face is between your thighs. Mine,” I growled.
“Just make me come already,” she whined.
I shook my head. “Not happening until you understand what’s going on here.”
“What’s going on here is that you’re mean.”
She wanted mean? I’d show her mean. I put my mouth back on her pussy and got my fingers involved this time, sliding two into her pussy and fucking her nice and deep with them. Got her right to the edge and pulled my fingers free. Licked them clean as she swore at me.
“Oh my God, I hate you!”
I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand as I stood. “Yeah? Well, I love you.”
That stilled her. She didn’t even breathe. Her eyes widened. “Wh–what?”
I met her blue gaze. Held it. Made sure she knew I was telling the truth.
“You heard me. I. Love. You. Only woman I’ve ever said those words to.
Only woman who can tie my insides up in knots seeing you go toe-to-toe with one of the Trout boys.
Alone. Do you have any idea how I felt seeing you there, three entitled pricks and you? ”
All the anger drained from her. “Beau, I didn’t do it to hurt you, I did it because–”
“Because your brothers took away your choices to protect you even when you thought you didn’t need it,” I said, finishing for her. It only validated I knew exactly where she was coming from.
She nodded. “Yes.”
“I’m not them,” I reminded. “I don’t look at you in any kind of brotherly way.”
“You just pushed me off to ride home with Ma. I wasn’t asked. I was told, like a little kid.”
“There was no asking. You weren’t going. Should Ellie have gone with Trig?”
She frowned. “What? No way. She’s pregnant.”
“Yeah, and you might be, too.”
Her mouth opened. Then closed. Then opened again, making me think of what that sweet mouth could do wrapped around my dick once again.
I curled my finger, beckoning her closer. She pushed up, came onto her knees so we were eye to eye, her kneeling, me standing at the foot of the bed.
Reaching up, I stroked her hair back. Stared at her in awe, taking in her perfect features. This, her, the family we may have already started, was everything to me.
So I reached in my jeans pocket and pulled out the ring I’d been carrying around. The one I picked up at a local jeweler the morning after the dinner at her parents’ house the night we first met. When I first saw her across the table and knew she’d be mine.
Took her left hand.
She gasped and was finally fucking speechless.
I stilled, lifted my gaze from her long fingers to her blue eyes. Eyes that were filled with wonder.
“Marry me?”
“Is that a question?” she whispered.
I huffed, then smiled. “It shouldn’t be. You know you’re mine. I’ve said it. I’ve showed it. I’ve proved it. You trusted me with your body. Now trust me with your heart.”
Tears welled in her eyes.
“Marry me, Lainey Wilder.” This time, I slid the ring onto her finger.
“I’m not leaving this ranch for Bozeman or wherever you live.”
“Good, because that place is just an apartment with a bed, TV, and recliner. I want a home with you.”
“You’re a bull rider,” she reminded. “I know how much you’re on the road from Trig.”
“Come with me. Compete by my side.”
Her eyes flared at the possibility. “What if–”
“Life’s full of what ifs,” I said, cutting her off.
She was thinking of all the reasons we shouldn’t be together instead of all the possible ways we could.
“We’ll work through them all together. If you think I can’t take care of you, you’re wrong.
Trig might have been the champ, but I’ve won a shit ton of money, too.
This house, we’ll add on for all the kids we’re gonna make. ”
She licked her lips, trying to keep up with the fact that I had answers to all of her worries.
“I take care of what’s mine,” I repeated.
She’d never go without being with me. Not for anything. Food, clothing, shelter, love, devotion, children. I’d give her the world but our home would be here on her family’s ranch.
“I’m not going to be docile and meek,” she promised.
I tipped my head back and laughed. It seemed this was more of a concern than money or jobs or where we lived.
“Wouldn’t want you that way, love. But you are gonna be smart.
” I tapped the soft skin right between her breasts, then my chest in the same spot.
“I won’t stifle you and you won’t scare the shit out of me. ”
She grinned, nodded. “Deal.”
“Is that a yes?” I asked, cocking my head.
“That’s a yes. And an ‘I love you, too,’ cowboy.”