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  She put the spoon back on the counter and came over to me. “Yes, what is it?” I pulled her down onto my lap and wrapped my arms around her middle locking her in.

  “Can I ask you a question sugar? Did you have anywhere else that you wanted to be?”

  “I don’t understand.”

  “I don’t know; was there anywhere you wanted to go before all this happened?”

  “Not that I know of, I mean I wanted to travel a little but if you mean to live, no I can’t say that I did.”

  “What about your hometown, will you miss it if you can never go back?”

  “I can’t ever go back Caleb you know that.”

  “Do you really think I’d let him hurt you? If you wanted to go back I won’t let him stop you, but I’m asking if you’d ever consider living anywhere else?”

  “I guess I can live anywhere where I’ll be happy.”

  “Are you happy here?” I held my breath as I awaited her answer.

  “You know I am.”

  “Fine, that’s fine. You know I’m crazy about you don’t you?” she blushed and scrunched up her shoulders. “And from the way you melt into me whenever I touch you, I know you feel the same.

  I’m pretty sure you must be wary of ever giving a man that kind of power over you again, but you have to know by now that I’m nothing like him, I would never, could never hurt you. I’d cut off my arm first.

  I want to take care of you Amanda. I want to wake up every morning with you in my arms and go to bed each night the same. More than that, I want to stand between you and all comers. I want to protect you and love you for the rest of our days here on this earth.” I reached in my pocket and retrieved the Cartier original that had been made for my great grandmother back in the early twentieth century.

  “Oh Caleb it’s, oh my gosh I can’t wear that.” She clapped her hands on her cheeks as her eyes widened.

  “Why the fuck not?” What the hell?

  “Look at it, it’s huge and it’s perfect and I’m not that girl.” She flew off my lap and ran from the room leaving me stunned for a hot minute. What the hell just happened?

  That shit she’d said pissed me the fuck off. I hate that she still thinks of herself in that way; especially after I’d seen the real her.

  The carefree, fun loving, young girl, with a big heart and a winning smile. This other person that she thought she was, didn’t exist except at the ends of a monster’s fists. It was high time she learned the difference, high time she learned her worth.

  I got up and went after her, cautioning myself to step lightly. Now wasn’t the time for anger. When we look back on this day I want there only to be fond memories.

  She was in her old room lying on the bed with her back to the door. I took a deep breath and prayed for patience before I made my approach.

  I crawled onto the bed and laid down behind her. Leaning over her, I reached for her hand and slipped the ring on her finger, even as she tried to fight it. “It stays. I don’t know what it means ‘you’re not that girl’ but you’re my girl, that’s enough for me.”

  I turned her over onto her back. I didn’t mean to do anything more than reassure her, but the look in her eyes and the way she clung to me when I kissed her told me that we were going to be a while.

  “Did you leave the oven on?” I was already reaching under her blouse for one of her ripe breasts that I’ve been dying to touch and taste on my tongue.

  “I have it on low for the molasses corn bread.” Her voice was full of nerves but the way she trembled at my touch told me she was almost ready.

  “How much time do we have?” I was already lowering my head to her nipple as her breath hitched.

  “About an hour.”

  “Time enough for this first time I think.” I didn’t give her time to argue or deny me; instead I sucked her nipple hard into my mouth as I forced my leg between hers so she could ride my knee.

  I felt the scars before she tensed up on me. “Shh, let me see baby.” I tried to kiss her worries away but I knew the only way to get over this hurdle was to just do it.

  She turned her face away on the pillow when I pulled the blouse up and over her head. There was a gunshot wound in her upper shoulder and a few scars over her ribs where it looked like he’d sliced into her.

  I closed my eyes and bit my lip to keep the roar of rage hidden. I refused to let him in here; he had no place. Instead I lowered my head and licked her scars lovingly, making my way from one to the other, taking special care with each.

  My heart was breaking with each touch of my lips against her flesh, each slight tremble of her limbs, as I moved her body this way and that so I could minister to her.

  “Where’s the other one love?” she knew what I meant and said not a word as she lifted the hair from her neck to show me where the bullet had gone through the back of her head. Fucking coward had probably shot her while she was trying to get away, running for her life.

  I kissed that one too before moving back to her mouth. I let my hands do the talking as I ran them lovingly, gently over her slight frame. She was even tinier than I thought under her clothes, and that only made what had been done to her all the more harder to take.

  I had been meaning to take my time with her this first time, but if I took too long she might freak on me, so I had to up my game. Still I had to treat her like the woman she was, so there was no real way to rush.

  “Touch me baby.” I lifted her hand to my chest and moved it up and down until she got the hang of it and started moving it on her own. Pretty soon she was using both hands to caress my pecs and flat abs.

  I eased the zipper of her jeans down while my tongue was buried halfway down her throat. When my hand touched the silky smoothness of one of the panties I’d bought her, I stopped for a second to see if she would object.

  When there were no protests forthcoming, I eased the jeans and the underwear down bit by bit until I was peeling them off her ankles.

  I pulled my shirt off over my head and settled my half naked form between her thighs. Now that I had her bare before me, I could enjoy.

  I almost didn’t know where to begin. Her breasts were perfect. Two medium sized cone shaped beauties with raspberry colored nipples that stood tall and proud.

  I ground my jeans covered cock into her as I nibbled on one of those nipples, and this time I didn’t have to tell her to touch, her hands did that on their own.

  She held my head tightly against her tit as her heels dug into my ass, pushing me closer to her pussy, which was starting to get wet. I could feel her soaking my jeans.

  I let my hand search between us until it met her folds, then with the lightest of touches I fingered her clit, before easing just the bare tips of my fingers inside her opening.

  When she pulled on my hair to get me to cover her mouth again I knew that the worst had passed. After giving her what she wanted and sucking on her tongue until her jaw grew tired, I eased my way down her body.

  “Caleb.” She tried stopping me but it was no use. I’d waited for too long to taste her, no way was I passing that shit up.

  I lifted her ass in my hands and brought her to my mouth so that I could eat her out with my tongue. She was sweet and hot, and extremely fucking tight.

  In my head I was already fucking her, though in reality I was eating her pussy and fighting to get my cock out of my jeans one-handed.

  It felt like the greatest kind of relief when he was finally free and pressing into the mattress. I wasn’t sure what to do now. I was enjoying the taste of her pussy too much to give it up, but my cock was leaking like fuck and I needed to get inside her in the worst fucking way.

  I tried counting down but that didn’t work, I tried thinking of something else, but her scent was in me, and all around me. No dice.

  I reached between the mattress and me and took my cock in hand, squeezing hard to try to buy some time while my tongue went on one last foray deep into her cunt as my nose rubbed her clit just right.

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nbsp; When she cried out and came in my mouth I knew it was time. My cock was as hard as it has ever been, hard, thick and long. I stroked it once, twice, three times, before getting to my knees between her spread thighs and leading it into her.

  She hissed at the invasion and I knew I had to be causing her some discomfort from the way her pussy was stretched around my meat.

  I held still and gave her time to adjust, but gritting my teeth wasn’t holding the beast at bay. For a split second I was afraid of what I would do to her in the next few minutes.

  I’ve never in my life wanted to fuck anyone so hard. The one time I needed to go soft, it didn’t seem as if I could. Something about her, having her under me, I wanted to make her very aware that I was man to her woman.

  I slid the rest of the way into her heat and waited for the complaining to start. Instead she wiggled around trying to make room for me and I sunk even deeper into her softness.

  With her ass held firmly in my large hands, I lifted her into my strokes. My eyes were glued to the place where my cock met her pussy and I was entranced at the beauty of it.

  “You’re so fucking gorgeous baby.” It was the right thing at the right time, though I wasn’t thinking of that when I said it. But the light that went on in her eyes and the way she relaxed around me told me that it was just what she’d needed to hear.

  I didn’t stop whispering words of praise in her ear as I fucked into her. I wanted to go slow, she didn’t need me to. She stayed with me stroke for stroke, even adding some of her own twists.

  There were some things she did that told me she wasn’t as experienced as a divorced woman should be, and I was secretly overjoyed by that.

  I wanted to flip her over on her knees and take her in my favorite position, but that would have to wait for a later time, like maybe tonight.

  I was more than happy with taking her this way, but I could tell that our lovemaking was going to be an all night three or four position marathon in the future.

  For now I reveled in the newness of being inside her. There’d been no guarantee that we would ignite each other in bed, as much as I loved her I would’ve accepted anything. I was happy as fuck though that she was the perfect match to light my fire.

  I was careful not to be too much of an animal this first time. It had obviously been a while for her and I didn’t want to make her sore if I could help it.

  I eased my cock out of her and eased back in as our combined juices leaked out of her and ran down her ass. She kept cumming on my cock and squeezing me with her tight silk walls.

  Just as she was in the middle of her third or fourth orgasm, I pulled out and put my mouth on her, sucking her juices onto my tongue while fingering her clit with my thumb.

  She moved faster against my mouth and begged me ever so sweetly; only the only word she could get past her lips was ‘please’.

  “Please what sugar?”

  Her eyes were bright with lust and her skin was overheated and flushed. She was struggling to form the words, but each time I touched her with my tongue she seemed to lose her ability to speak.

  Her hard tug on my hair told me without words what she wanted and I slammed into her again.

  “Perfect fucking fit.’ Now I was convinced more than ever that her ex was a brain dead fuckwit. Then again if not for his fuck up I wouldn’t be enjoying the best fucking pussy in creation right now.

  She has the kind of pussy that could make a man forget everything else just for a taste. “I could stay inside you like this all day baby.” I reared back so that I could look down into her face.

  Using my fingertips I trailed a soft line along her face, brushing the tendrils of hair away from her face. “I love you so much.”

  “You...”

  “Shh, I love you accept it, accept me.” I lifted the finger with my ring to my lips and bit down on the metal as I stroked in and out of her. If nothing else, I needed her to at least believe that she was loved, time will heal the rest.

  I waited for her again, though it all but killed me to, but I let her find her pleasure again before seeking mine.

  And when I did, when that feeling of electricity running up and down my spine hit me, I let go and spilled my life giving seed into her; and with every drop that flowed into her womb, I prayed it did its job, even as I marked her.

  I didn’t give her a chance to give into her embarrassment after we’d both caught our breath; instead I pulled her up and off the bed and dragged us both into a warm shower.

  A few minutes later, she was once again speared on my tongue, with her back to the shower wall and her legs over my shoulders, as I knelt at her feet. It looks like I’d found my new favorite meal.

  ***

  We made it back downstairs with five minutes to spare. She was still blushing by the time the boys came trampling in and I hoped they didn’t notice or if they did, they wouldn’t say anything.

  “Hey what happened to your neck?” Oh shit, fucking Mikey. Diego kicked his chair hard enough to send his ass to the floor as the rest of them looked from me to her and back.

  I ignored their asses and gave her a soft look to let her know that she was okay. Mikey got a clue and shut his yap as he retook his seat. Now he was the one with the red face. Jackass.

  The others rushed through lunch and you’ve never heard such polite conversation in all your days. Simon was the first to notice the rock on her finger.

  “Well now what’s this? Looks like wedding bells.” That got the attention of the other females and pretty soon everybody had to get a look and the chattering started full force.

  “Okay you clowns leave her alone. Come here baby.” I held my hand out for hers and brought her over to my side.

  “I was going to tell you later but since you’re so nosy I guess now is as good a time as any. I’ve asked Amanda to marry me and she has said yes.” That wasn’t exactly true but hey, it works.

  “So now you know what’s expected, she’s no longer a guest here and though I know I don’t have to ask, as my woman I expect her to be protected. In case you don’t know what that means Mikey, she is now the most important thing on the ranch.”

  “I thought she always was boss.”

  “Good guy. Now let’s eat and stop making a fuss, she doesn’t like being the center of attention.”

  The talk changed to the new garden and what all they had planned. I wasn’t feeling so raw about that anymore, not with my badge of ownership on her finger for all the world to see.

  As soon as lunch was over we headed out to the stables to tend the horses and talk away from her ears. “That thing we talked about before, I think we have to move on that soon.”

  “You given any thought to how we’re gonna get him here?”

  “Not quite, I’ve been giving it some thought and I might wanna do something a little different. I’m not sure yet, but whatever it is has to be soon. I’ll think it over some more and let you boys know what I come up with.

  For now I just want to concentrate on making her happy, like the garden, thanks for that.”

  “It’s easy being nice to her she’s one of a kind.”

  “That she is Jonah, that she is. By the way I asked mom to plan some kind of shindig to celebrate our engagement, she’ll get back to me about when but expect it to be sometime soon.”

  “Dammit, why couldn’t we do something for her here, you know what this means? We’re gonna have to wear a monkey suit and all your mama’s friends are gonna get into their cups and pinch our asses when no one else is looking. Ladies my ass.”

  “Suck it up cupcake.” Adrian always finds something to bitch about when it comes to parties, but mom always finds a way to shanghai them into doing what she wants.

  We made quick work of patching up what needed seeing to before moving onto what needed doing next. It was coming on time to batten down the hatches. In a couple weeks fall will be on us and winter will be right on its ass.

  We’d become good at preparing for the shit that could go w
rong on the ranch in inclement weather, but there were those things that no amount of planning could prepare you for. We try to get a head start on those too.

  She seemed more relaxed that evening after dinner when we sat together in the den watching some drivel or the other that neither of us saw. We were too busy trying to suck each other’s face off.

  It wasn’t long before we shed all pretense and I had her pinned under me on the couch. I just simply lifted the hem of the little skirt she wore, released my cock and slipped into her.

  It was like coming home again, and as I hit bottom, I wondered if I would always feel that jolt of wild excitement every time I entered her, or would that change with time?

  Whatever, I couldn’t imagine a time when I didn’t feel what I felt for her now. There was no way I could ever lose this feeling of overwhelming love and passion.

  I lifted her leg over the back of the couch as I dug my cock harder into her. “Do you know what I want to do to you, have you any idea how hard I want to fuck you?”

  Her answer was to clutch me behind the head and pull my mouth down to hers for a wild as fuck kiss that went straight to my cock. I guess that was her way of telling me to go for it, so I did.

  Pulling out of her in one smooth move, I flipped her over onto her hands and knees and slammed into her from behind. “Fuck.” It was even better than I imagined and I had imagined a lot.

  She fit around me like she’d been formed just for me. Her ass fit snuggly into the cradle of my hips each time I pulled her back on my cock.

  I gave her a few more marks to match the one on her neck as I rode her pussy hard, stopping every so often to make sure she was still with me.

  My head was filled with dreams of the years to come. Years spent loving her like this, days and nights spent showing her all the love I had in my soul for her. I think a whole lifetime should be just about enough to show her.

  “Cum for me baby.” I was close again. Her pussy was so tight it was going to take a while and a whole lot of fucking before I was able to last inside her.