Hitching the Cowboy (Circle B Ranch 1) - Page 71

“Fuck, yes, yes, yes…” Zoey unravels, her body shaking with convulsions as she moans and rides out her release. “Oh. My. God,” she says, panting. “That was intense.” Blinking, she looks down at me, and I chuckle at the way she’s trying to catch her breath. Her tits bounce in front of me, and I push myself up until I can capture one in my mouth.

A moment later, I flip her over until she’s underneath me. She yelps and laughs, keeping our bodies molded together. Grabbing her leg, I prop her ankle up on my shoulder and close the gap between us.

“I’d hang on to the headboard if I were you.” I flash her a wink, slowly pulling out before quickly thrusting back inside.

“Jesus,” she says, reaching above her head and grabbing the rails.

When I lean down, her knee nearly touches her chest, allowing me to go even deeper. She grips me so damn tight that I know I won’t last long if she keeps doing that.

Her other leg snakes around my waist, and when she begs for more, I know I can’t deny her. I lean back slightly and grip her hips, driving into her as fast as I can. She screams my name, rocking her body against mine, and as soon as I feel her tighten around my dick, I’m fucking gone.

With a loud growl, I unleash into her. We please each other until we’re both spent and gasping for air.

“I hope Diesel didn’t hear that,” she says, her chest rising and falling after I collapsed next to her. “I’m already gonna have a hard time looking him in the eyes. He probably hates me.”

“Is that who you were thinking of this whole time?” I tease. “Should I ask him to join us?”

She snaps her face to mine in horror. “Is that something you…do? I mean, no judging, but…”

“Zoey.” I burst out laughing. “No! God, no. I was joking.”

She smacks me before rolling over and resting her head on my chest. “You’re the worst.”

“Yeah, well you married me, so now you gotta deal with me.” I brush the hair off her sweaty face, which causes me to smile.

“I know…but at least the sex is good.” She shrugs.

“Good?” I ask, feigning offense and arching a brow.

“Pretty good?”

I move my hand down and smack her ass, harder this time.

“Okay, geez!” She laughs. “You sure like your ego stroked.”

“Not just my ego…”

She rolls her eyes. “Lord, I’m done.”

Zoey tries to roll over, but I wrap my legs around her and pin her to my body. “Not so fast, Mrs. Bishop.” She tries to hold back a grin, but I see it. “We have some making up to do.”

She furrows her brows. “Isn’t that what we just did?”

“That was birthday sex,” I tell her. “Now it’s makeup sex time.”

Zoey bites down on her lower lip. “Does that include bending me over and telling me I’ve been a very bad girl?”

“Jesus, fuck…” My cock hardens, and I groan at her dirty words. “I’m about to throw you over my shoulder and take you in the shower.”

“It’s good to be back,” she whispers with a cheeky grin, letting out a hum.

“I’m glad you’re home, wifey.”

Chapter Twenty-Two

Zoey

FIVE MONTHS LATER

Christmas on the ranch is something I’ve looked forward to for months, and now that the temperature has significantly dropped, I’m even more excited. The B&B is decorated with colorful lights, candy canes, and fake snow, and I adore it so much. Not to mention the holiday music and eggnog available at all hours of the day. The Bishop women got together and strung lights, made homemade cookies, and put up the famous twelve-foot tree. It was the most fun I’ve had during the holidays since I was a kid.

When I moved to Texas, my parents were pissed, but I didn’t care. I’d embarrassed them for calling off the wedding with Benjamin, and I refused to apologize for it because my heart knew what was right. The day I packed my shit and left, their hold on me was released. It took all of three weeks for Benjamin to find another victim, and he’s now already married and expecting a baby.

Before Thanksgiving, my folks flew here to talk to me because every phone call ended with one of us hanging up on the other, and I was exhausted from dealing with them. As soon as they showed up, they apologized, and after meeting the Bishops, they fully understood why I loved being here so much. I was shocked, but they finally accepted me and my decisions.

I roll over and feel the bed is empty, but it’s still warm from Riley. Putting on my slippers and robe, I head out to find my husband. He’s in the kitchen dressed in layers, sipping his coffee. The longer scruff on his chin suits him, which I’ve always loved. I take a few steps forward and plant a kiss on his lips, telling him good morning.

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