Chapter 8
JACE
S he’s right. This is crazy, but just being around her for twenty-four hours has made me realize that I don’t want to go another twenty-four without her. This privileged little daddy’s girl may not know much about the world, but she sure the fuck brightens it up.
This ranch is always busy, folk are always coming and going, but that don’t mean I’m not lonely. I like my own space. If it hadn’t been for Mom and her family values, the bunkhouse boys would eat in the bunkhouse. I’ve never in my life wanted to be around a person the way I want to be around her.
“Jace, you know this is going to complicate things?” She holds me off when I land her ass on my bed.
“Darlin’, things got complicated the second I set eyes on ya,” I tell her, resting the arch of my hand around her throat and laying her down in front of me.
“You're my boss. I can’t fuck my boss.”
“Then you're fired,” I tell her, getting my fingers back inside that warm, wet pussy and softening it to take my cock. I’ve been thinking about fuckin’ another load of my cum into her ever since I opened my eyes this morning.
“Wait.” She pushes me back and sits up straight, fixing her hair and taking a breath. “Jace, my life's a wreck right now. This place and my job are all I have to depend on. We can’t do this, not if it’s going to–”
“Depend on me,” I tell her, swallowing back the lump in my throat, and suddenly feeling like I’m the vulnerable one.
“What?” She looks shocked as she stands up and slides her hand through her hair.
“I’m asking you to depend on me.” I look back at her so she knows I’m very fuckin’ serious.
“You're not making any sense.” She shakes her head, staring up at me as if I’m crazy.
“I like having ya here. I like the way I feel when I’m around ya, and…” I can’t admit the next part without sounding weak.
“And, what?” She takes a tiny step closer and takes my hand. Just the softness of it makes my heart feel all wrung out.
“There's this… tug.” I’m shit at putting feelings into words. “I’ve never felt it before but it draws me to you. It makes me wanna take care of ya. Protect ya and…” I ain’t gonna tell her that I wanna fuck a bunch load of kids into her, she looks scared enough already… “I just need ya to stay.” I sound stupid, and I’m hoping she takes pity on me because I’ve never felt more exposed in my life. I watch her shocked expression turn into a smile and that fuckin’ tug that I’m talking about, has me reaching forward and grabbing her hips.
“So, how about it?” I feel something stirring in my gut, and I’m pretty sure it’s fuckin’ fear.
Maddison answers me with a kiss. One that seals her fate, and makes me feel real fuckin’ selfish because she has no idea what she’s gettin’ herself into with me. I push all that to the back of my mind as I lift her off her feet and place her back on the bed then, kneeling on the mattress between her legs, I unbuckle my belt and unleash my cock.
“Shit, I…I tossed away my pills.” She looks up at me and bites on her lip.
“I know.” I continue to guide myself toward her sweet, little snatch. I’ve been thinkin’ about the way it held me inside it, all day. It made driving with her beside me, near impossible.
“I mean, I’m not covered,” she tries to explain, and my cock twitches just from the thought of it.
“I don’t care.” I lean down and kiss her but she forces my shoulder back.
“What do you mean, you don’t care? Do you need a biology lesson?” She uses that cute, nervous laugh that makes me wanna reach inside my chest, drag out my heart, and put it inside hers.
“I’m fully aware of how the human anatomy works, and I also remember you telling me you wanted kids.” I dive back onto her skin, placing kisses along her neck until I reach her ear. “I think you’d look really pretty carrying one of mine,” I whisper as I slide myself inside her and make her gasp for me again.
“Jace, we can’t. We’re strangers ,” she tells me, her legs hooking around my hips while her pussy clasps around my cock and contradicts her words.
“You live in my house. I own your first orgasm. I’d say we are far more than strangers. And judging by how soaked this pussy feels…” I make another long, hard thrust into her. “I’d say you like the idea of me knocking you up.” I look down and wait for her to argue
“Do you even want kids?” Her nails dig into my shoulders as I hold myself still and steady between her legs.
“I never really thought about it. Now it’s all I can think about,” I admit and although she looks scared by my answer, I feel her walls pulse around me like they're milking my dick. “Last night, you said you were mine. Nothing's gonna prove that's true more than the sexy, swollen belly I’m gonna give you.” I look down between us at her flat stomach, and I swear I grow an inch inside her when I imagine how it’s gonna look in a few months. Sawyer once told me he had a kink for pregnant women, I never understood it, not until I thought about how it might look on her. Now, I’m fascinated to see how her body’s gonna change, and I’m obsessed with the fact that I’m gonna be the one who causes it.
“Do you have any idea how mad what you're suggesting is?” My poor sweet girl’s still looking confused.
“And yet, my bare cock is sitting inside your ripe, unprotected pussy and you're looking at me with a cute-as-sin smile,” I point out before tasting that smile for myself.
“Tell me you don’t like the idea as much as I do, and I’ll wrap it.” I take a risk when I reach over to my bedside drawer and pull out a rubber. “I’m promising to give ya everything; I’m telling ya that you can depend on me. Let me take care of you. Let me give you what you really want.”
“You’re crazy.” She looks half scared and half excited as that smile spreads all the way to her eyes and she giggles.
“Be crazy with me.” I slowly pull out of her and push back in, and she arches her back and moans.
“Feels good, don’t it?” I make another steady thrust, ensuring she feels every inch of me. “Look at you, so fuckin’ pretty. You wanna be bred, baby girl? Ask me to do it.” I grip the sheet on each side of her head when the tension starts getting too heavy. Just thinking about her saying the words is making me close to spilling.
“Jace…”
“Say it, just say what you want. Forget about what's right, and what's normal, and tell me what you really want.”
I stroke my fingers over her throat and feel her pulse beating while I wait for her answer. Her head turns to look at the condom that's placed on the mattress beside her and when she looks back up at me with a very serious look on her face, my heart drops into my stomach.
“I think I want us to get crazy.” She breaks out into an adorable smile, and I actually feel it happen. I feel my heart and soul pass over to this girl beneath me and realize that there ain’t no way of ever claiming them back.