Chapter 29
“This ring is ridiculous…” I scowl, holding up my left hand with the massive three-carat diamond now weighing it down. “I can”t wear this while riding. It”ll probably fly off and get lost or I”ll scratch it on a barrel.”
Landen walks up naked behind me, brushes my hair to one side, and then feathers kisses along my exposed neck. “The only thing you”ll be ridin” tonight is me and you will keep that on your finger while doing so.”
“Or what, Major Ego?”
His heated stare finds mine in the full-length mirror reflection as his hand slips between my thighs. When he slides his tongue along my skin, it sends chills down my spine.
“Or I won”t think twice about using that ring as a butt plug.”
My gaze snaps up to his. I”ve never used one of those before. Is that even possible?
No, he”s messing with me.
“I”m not bluffin” either…”
Goddamn him.
“You”re so freakin” bossy…” I say, and then moan when his finger circles over my clit. My head settles back against his chest. “Fuck, that feels good.”
“I love watchin” you like this…” he breathes softly in my ear. “So goddamn sexy when I get to see you from every angle.”
“I”m glad you enjoy it…because it”s every woman”s nightmare.”
“You”re every man”s fantasy, baby. Don”t you dare think anything less about yourself.”
“Mm-hmm,” I hum, losing myself to the sensations overcoming my body.
“Say it,” he demands, moving his other hand to my breast and then rolls my nipple. “Tell me how sexy you are on display like this for me.”
Ignoring him, I focus on the pleasure building between my legs. As my breathing increases, so do his movements. He slides two digits between my folds, and I gasp at how tight it feels when he thrusts them inside.
“I don”t hear you, Ellie…tell me how beautiful you are with my fingers in your cunt.”
“So damn good.” I loop my arm behind my head and wrap it around his neck, pulling him closer. “So sexy with you finger-fucking my pussy.”
He growls, twisting his wrist, and then driving deeper. “That”s not what I asked you to say, but fucking hell, that was hot.”
His erection presses into my back, and I push against him. After two weeks of being edged nonstop by him wanting to wait until I was medically cleared from all brain injury symptoms because he planned to—in his words—“throw me around like a rag doll”—and didn”t want to risk causing more harm.
It”s safe to say I”m ready for him to do just that.
“Landen, please…enough with the torture.”
“Come on my hand first and then you can have my cock, baby.” He sucks my neck harder, and I know by tomorrow morning, it”ll be covered in his marks. “Keep your eyes on me through the mirror. Don”t close ”em.”
I do my best to keep them open but it”s hard when his fingers are so damn talented. Long, thick, and callused—they fill me so full.
“Yes, I”m so close. Please don”t stop…” I beg, breathing hard and shallow.
“Fuckin” hell, look at you. So gorgeous and aroused. Perfection.”
His words are a soft melody praising me in ways I”ve never heard before. I”d be lying if I said it didn”t feel a little uncomfortable at first, but when he looks at me like I”m the only person in the world, it”s impossible not to believe him.
“So perfect for you,” I tell him, the pleasure building between my thighs, nearly ready to explode.
“Mm, that”s right, sweetheart. And I”m gonna devour you. Eat that pussy until you”re shaking and then hold you down until I”m properly done with you.”
And that does it.One final brush over my clit and the tight invasion inside me sends me spiraling into a wave of inaudible moans. He tightens his hold on me as my legs threaten to give out.
“Hold on…” He throws me over his shoulder so my head nearly smacks into his bare ass.
“Landen!” I scold, hanging onto his thighs for support. “I don”t need a second concussion!”
Laughter vibrates through his body as he carries me to the bed and then tosses me onto the mattress. My arms flail as I try to steady myself.
“Oh my God,” I breathe out.
He looms above me, caging his hands on each side of me.
“You”re about to scream that a lot in a few minutes…” He winks before lowering himself down my body.
“You”re supposed to fuck me now,” I whine when he spreads my thighs.
“Relax for me.” He drags his tongue slowly up my slit before he captures my clit and sucks on it. Then he curls two fingers so deep inside me that he presses against my cervix.
“Holy shit. Yes, right there.” The moan that releases out of me isn”t my own. I don”t know where it comes from but it vibrates from my throat and echoes through the room.
Landen”s head pops up. “You were sayin”?”
“I dunno what you did, but I”m still seein” stars in my eyes.”
He smiles proudly before gliding his tongue back on me.
“You said you”d let me come on your cock after your hand,” I remind him, lifting my hips as he brings me closer to the edge again.
“Oh you will…” Kisses feather the inside of my thigh. “But I wanted to taste you on my mouth first.”
Groaning, I fist the blankets beneath me. “You”re a tease.”
“This is just the start of gettin” you back for four year’s worth of blue balls.”
I don”t have the energy to respond before pleasure ripples through me once again. This time I cry out his name, shattering through my pleads for him to fill me with his cock.
My body sinks into the mattress, feeling more relaxed than I have in weeks.
But Landen”s mouth doesn”t let up. He continues lapping up my arousal and moaning against me.
“Landen…please.”
He lifts slightly. “Just because you”re done doesn”t mean I am…”
“What? I can”t take anymore.”
“Yes you can…” he taunts before three fingers slide into me, and I gasp at how tight it feels. My legs shake at how wet and full I am.
After more moaning and begging to give me what I need, he finally kneels between my legs and strokes his thick cock above my pussy.
“Are you ready for this?”
I agree like the sex-deprived woman I am and reach for him. “Let me get it wet for us.”
Lifting on my elbows, I open wide and stick out my tongue. He slides it between my lips and I groan at how much I love tasting him.
“Relax your jaw, sweetheart.” He cups my cheek, rubbing soft circles over my skin. “Good girl, just like that.”
After a couple minutes of sucking him, he tells me to lie back.
“Tell me if I hurt you, got it?”
I nod, but I want it to hurt.
He eases himself inside me, so achingly slow at first, I lift my hips to speed up the process.
“Ellie…” He breathes my name out like a prayer, and I widen my thighs so he can slide in deeper. “You feel like heaven.”
Wrapping my arms around his body, I pull him closer. “You”re not gonna break me, I promise.”
He finally stops holding back and gives me what I need, connecting us in a new way I”ve never felt before. My heart pounds at feeling so many things at once—how much I love him, how perfect we feel together, how deep our connection goes—I can barely take it before I”m teetering on the edge again.
“Landen, yes…I?—”
“I got you, sweetheart.” Snaking his arm around my waist, he lifts me and thrusts harder, vibrating pleasure against my clit.
My thighs shake around him as the climax hits me hard and fast, and I drag my nails down his back as I cry out through the intensity.
He buries his face in my neck and bites behind my ear, filling me so full, I nearly come again.
Hollow breathing echoes between us and he collapses on top of me, cradling my face in his hands.
“I love you,” he whispers between slow tender kisses. “But the next time I”m inside you, I”m bending you over in front of that mirror and you”re gonna think I don”t by the way I fuck that pussy raw.”
My eyes search his face and a devious grin spreads across it.
“Then what was this?” I ask.
“This was makin” love to my future wife…”
“And what”s wrong with that?”
He presses his mouth to the tip of my nose. “Absolutely nothing. But I”m not missing your face the next time I make you come.”
“You”re obsessed with watching me,” I quip.
Licking his bottom lip, he winks. “You have no idea, Little Devil. Over four years of watchin” my dream girl at a distance. Now, I”m not gonna miss a damn thing.”
I wake up sore as fuck but with a pleasurable soreness that brings a smile to my face. After a month of nonstop sex, you”d think my body would be used to this. But Landen’s the first man I”ve been with in years and he”s not let me have a day of rest in four weeks.
Even Jesus got to rest on the seventh day.
Not me.
But I”m not complaining because it”s been the wildest, most fun I”ve ever had.
And I’m stupidly in love with him.
Even when I performed my version of self-care, it never felt like this.
Blissfully content and so damn happy.
“Excuse me, future Mrs. Donovan-Hollis? I got you some coffee…”
Groaning, I roll over and squint when the sun blinds me. “I”d like to revisit the terms of our impending marriage. No hyphen.”
He sets two mugs on the nightstand. “So just Hollis?”
“Just Donovan,” I confirm.
“No.”
“You can”t tell me no. It”s my last name!”
“And you”re gonna be my wife, so you should have mine.”
“But my professional name is Donovan. That”s how I”m known.”
“That”s why the hyphen.”
“It”s too long and wordy. By the time the emcee finishes announcing it, I”ll have already crossed the finish line.”
He smirks, amusement forming across his adorably boyish face. “Alright…on one condition.”
“No…no more conditions!” I pout. “That”s how we got here in the first place.”
He climbs on the bed, caging me in between his arms. “But you didn”t even hear it yet.”
I shift my body, giving him room to position his legs between mine. “Fine…but it better be good or I”m voiding it.”
“You marry me in a month.”
My eyes twitch. “A month? We agreed on after I won the NFR. Plus, I can”t find a dress and book everything that quickly!”
“That”s fine. It doesn”t have to be fancy.”
“Landen…you can”t be serious.”
He dips down and slides his tongue between my lips, effortlessly shutting me up.
“Let”s give the whole town…hell the state…something worthy of talkin” about. If they”re gonna whisper and make judgments, might as well get something amazing outta it. They”ll be too busy gossiping about our fast-paced wedding to discuss a possible murder scandal.”
A few days after the article published about Angela”s release and connection to my name, the rumors spread rapidly through the town about me being linked to a convicted criminal. They dubbed it a murder scandal since Landen was involved in testifying against her and now they”ve made assumptions about why I”m with him. Then the equine journalists got involved and questioned my legitimacy for no other reason than to get in on the attention.
But I”ve learned people will make assumptions about me no matter what I say or do and there”s nothing I can do about it, so why bother fighting it? I”m not going to speak publicly about Angela”s business, and I can”t change who I”m related to. So they”ll have to get over it.
Landen hasn”t been as easygoing about it. He wants to track down every reporter who writes about me and send them a case of horse sperm to turkey bast up their asses.
After wiring Angela the hundred thousand dollars I saved for her, a huge weight lifted off my chest. I know I didn”t have to give her anything and could”ve left her high and dry, but I”d rather give it to her knowing I”ll never have to see her again. Sure, she could reappear and cause trouble, but there”s no doubt I”d have Noah, Landen, and the rest of the Hollises to back me up. She”d be dumber than I thought if she returned.
Maybe she”ll use the money to buy herself some integrity.
“Let ‘em talk…who cares.” I shrug.
“I care when it”s bullshit lies about my woman.” Landen presses his lips below my ear and adds, “Plus, think how hot the sex will be when I can tell my wife to crawl to me. I”m gettin” hard just imagining it.”
“Crawl?” I push him back. “Now I know you”ve done lost your mind.”
“Oh baby, I will get you on your hands and knees. I promise.”
His confident tone has me contemplating kneeing him in the balls.
“You remember I got my memory back, right? And that I can recall all the ways you tried to flirt with me or tease me to get my attention? You think that Ellie is crawlin” around for a man?”
“On my bed…you will crawl to me…if you want my cock inside you. You”ll be begging for it, I guarantee it.”
“You”re next level de-lulu is what you are.”
He pins my wrists above my head, feathering his lips down my neck and chest. “Say it.”
“No.”
“Say you”ll marry me in thirty days.”
“In a thousand.”
His tongue swirls around my nipple, and I gasp at how sensitive it feels.
“Thirty. Days.”
“In a million.”
His teeth clamp down.
“Ow!” My back arches, forcing me closer. “That”s sensitive.”
“I”m gonna mark every inch of your body until you agree…”
“Pretty sure that”s called coercion.”
“Call it whatever you want…” He flattens his hot tongue and slides it up between my breasts. “But that”s my offer. You can keep your last name as long as you say I Do next month.”
I whimper at the sensation of his body against mine, teasing and licking me. “More like I Don’t…”
His head pops up with a heated scowl. “Don”t make me eat your pussy until you agree. Because we both know you will cave eventually when my face is buried between those thighs.”
My pussy clenches at his words, almost feeling the sensation of his mouth down there.
Goddamn him.
“On one condition…” I re-counter.
“Wait…how many conditions are we at now?”
Grinning, I shrug because I”ve long lost count. “I get to sit on your face while you eat me out.”
“Baby, you never have to beg for that…” He rolls to his back, leisurely strokes himself through his boxers, and then looks at me. “Well…c”mon.”
I straddle his waist and then second-guess myself. “I”ve never done it this way. Won’t I suffocate you or something?”
“Wouldn”t that be the best way to die?” He winks. “You won”t. I know how to breathe in between devouring your cunt.”
“Okay, but if memories of us start flashin” through your mind, tap my thigh or something. I don”t wanna be a widow before we even get hitched.”
He barks out an amused laugh. “Sweetheart, this memory is about to go to the top of the fuckin” list when I die.”
Blushing with excitement and nerves, I wiggle up his body and over his mouth. He palms my ass and shoves me even closer.
Looking down, I only see his eyes and the narrow part of his nose. “There”s no way you can breathe like this.”
He responds by swiping his tongue through my slit and pulling me down more. I grab the headboard and ride his face like I did his cowboy hat.
“Yes…that”s so good. Right there…” I gasp at the invasion of his tongue twisting inside me.
He palms my ass cheeks, digging his fingers into them as I continue grinding over his face.
By the time I”m ready to explode, goose bumps cover my skin, and a shiver runs down my body. The bridge of his nose rubbing against my clit has me seeing stars and then I”m floating.
“Oh my God, Landen. I”m gonna come…” I warn him, throwing my head back as I squeeze my thighs around his head.
Moaning through my release, he growls against my pussy and the vibrations make me come harder than ever before.
When he taps my thigh, I quickly sit up. “Are you okay?”
He licks his lips, tightens his grip around me, and then fucking smirks. “Thirty days, my love.”
Then he smacks my bare ass.
“You”re a caveman,” I tell him, climbing off the bed.
Instead of denying it, he roars like a bear.
Of-fucking-course he does.
Rolling my eyes when he winks at me, I go clean up in the bathroom and then throw on my panties and one of his large white T-shirts.
As soon as I return to the bedroom, I find him on one knee.
“What”re you doing? You”ve already proposed,” I remind him.
“I”m proposing we get married at Willow Branch Mountain. They have a beautiful venue and you can”t beat the views. Plus, I might have an in with the owners.”
I snort, considering the owners are his aunt and uncle.
“You”d wanna have a ceremony at the same place your friend died? That wouldn”t be…morbid?”
He stands, grabs my hands, and then kisses me. “What happened to Talia is devastating. I will never forget her or Tucker. But now, I”d like to try and make some new good memories there again so the thought of that place isn”t tainted. I”d like to think of it for what it was meant for—a positive, once-in-a-lifetime experience.”
“You really don”t wanna wait, huh?”
“I waited a long time for you to fall in love with me. I don”t see why we need to postpone starting our lives together when we”ve found our person. The one that”ll be in our final memories.”
Melting into his arms and smiling uncontrollably, I finally nod. “Okay. Thirty days.”
We stay like this and kiss for a few minutes before one of our alarms goes off for the day.
“Should we tell my family over supper tonight?”
“Sure…we”ll have to start plannin” right?—”
After scanning down my chest, he starts belly laughing uncontrollably. Hand on his stomach, heaving forward, full-on cackling.
“What in the world is so funny?” I glance around, wondering if there”s a bug or spider on me or something.
If that’s the case, I’m burning this whole house down.
“Look at your shirt.”
“Jesus Christ…” I mutter when I see two black arrows—one pointing up and one pointing down. “Why do you still have this?”
“If that”s not a sign, baby…” He pulls me into his arms, tilting my chin until his lips brush mine. “That you and I were always destined to be together.”