my ass.
“My ol’ man,” I say, speaking the truth.
“I am your ol’ man but who am I to you?” he growls, his fingers sliding over my clit toying with me.
My body tingles and I’m more than ready for him. This is what I get for not actually having more than quickies for such a long period of time. In fact, I don’t even think during those times he’s seen me without at least a shirt on while he took me. To make matters worse, those times I’d been in this position and it makes me wonder if he’d been visualizing someone else while taking me from behind.
“Whatever just entered your mind, Kenny, get it out,” he demands, spanking my ass a little harder causing me to cry out a bit.
“How can I get it out of my head, when I don’t even know if you want me for me. This is the only position you’ve had me in every time you’ve taken me,” I murmur unable to keep it in any longer. “You say I’m yours and I’m your wife, well it doesn’t feel like it. All I can think of is how I don’t look the same and there are women who look a lot better than I do.”
Horse’s hand stills and I wait for his response. He doesn’t say anything but instead rolls me back to my back, removes his jeans and climbs onto the bed and hovers over me.
“You think I don’t want you because your body has changed?” he growls the question, but he doesn’t give me a chance to respond. “You got it wrong, sweet girl. I fuckin’ miss having you all to myself. It’s why I’ve planned the surprise I have for you. This cabin, Kenny, I intended to have ready by Valentine’s Day to show how much I love you.”
“What?” I whisper breathlessly.
“Baby, don’t you get it. I’ve been trying to surprise you with something special. This place here. I bought it so we could have a place to go when we want some time just you and me away from the world. Fuck, Kenny, I’d never want another woman besides you. I’ve told you this,” he rasps.
My chest tightens and tears well in my eyes. God I’m a horrible person.
“Sweet girl, don’t cry,” he says, leaning in and presses his mouth more tenderly to mine. “I love you, woman. So fuckin’ much.”
“I love you too.” Tears spill down my cheeks as I release a shuttered breath. “I . . . sorry you had to ruin your surprise for me,” I whisper.
“Don’t be sorry this just means I get you for the extra time.” He grins and presses himself against my core.
“So, you don’t want anyone else?” I ask to make things perfectly clear.
“Kenny, I don’t want anyone else. The day I met you in the grocery store, I knew you were mine. I lost you once, I’m not ever giving you up. I’ve lived four years without you and that was after only having you as mine for a small period of time. You’re mine, sweet girl, and that’s never gonna change,” he mutters.
I nod in agreement and reach up and press my lips to his. “Then make me feel like I’m yours,” I demand, wanting to feel the connection to him.
“Oh, baby, I intend to do that all fuckin’ night,” he rasps, adjusting himself until he’s pressing inside me while also taking my mouth with his.
Now this is what it means to be his. This is my Scotty.
Chapter Eight
Horse
Waking up to the warmth of my woman cradled into my side is something I will never get tired of. Having her head pressed against my shoulder or chest while she sleeps is a testament she trusts me. Throughout the night, I spent the entire time worshipping her body in a way I knew we hadn’t done in a long time.
This is why I bought this place.
I could have taken Kenny to the clubhouse, but we wouldn’t have been alone. Shit, I could have kept this cabin a surprise until after the wedding and taken her to a hotel. But here we’re secluded where no one can bother us.
With Kenny in my arms now, I understand more about what she meant last night. There is a difference in how I’ve been treating her and I didn’t even realize it. I’d been consumed with making sure I got this shit right that I’ve neglected her.
So for the rest of today it’s gonna be just