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“Stone! God, yes! Fuck, yes!” The orgasm goes on and on while his hips speed up, taking me harder and faster and just as deep. It feels so good. Too good. He’s chasing his own pleasure, fucking me harder and faster as the water rains down on us. So fucking beautiful.

“Ivy,” he roars my name, and it echoes in the shower as his cock pulses inside of me, his load filling me so completely, I know there will never be another man for me. “Fuck, babe.”

My breaths come out harsh and ragged, but my eyes are wide, and my heart is pounding like crazy. This feels different. It feels new. “I meant what I said, Stone. I love you.”

“Good.” He presses a soft, hot kiss to my lips. “Because I meant what I said, too. I love you, Ivy. You’re mine, and I’m never letting you go.”

“Good, because I’m not letting you go either.” I fuse our lips together one more time, sealing the promise between us.

EPILOGUE

Stone ~ 1 year later

“You have any idea what’s going on today?” My gaze rakes over Ivy lying across my bed, wearing nothing but a smile. She’s sexy as fuck in our messy bed. She’s goddamned perfect.

Her dark brows crinkle. “No. Peaches didn’t say anything other than she would need some help setting up for the party. I asked a couple times what the party was for, but she never actually answered.” Ivy sits up, giving me an eyeful of perfect tits. “Weird. Right?”

“Pretty weird,” I agree and push off the doorway that separates my bedroom from the private bathroom. “Must be a surprise for someone.”

“I guess,” she shrugs, gasping when I wrap my hand around her ankle and tug her to the edge of the bed. “Well, hello and good morning, gorgeous.”

I smile at her playful tone. This past year with Ivy has been so fucking perfect, and I can’t wait to make it official. “Every morning is a great morning when I wake up with you in my arms.”

She puts the other foot on my hip and slides it up to my chest. “Someone’s angling for a good morning blowjob.”

My jaw clenches, and my skin heats. “Not one fucking moment passes when I don’t want those lips wrapped around my cock, Ivy. Not. One. Fucking. Moment.”

She licks her lips as her gaze travels from my face down to my chest and my abs before settling on the hard-on, tenting my boxers. Rising up to a sitting position, she grips the sides of my waistband, giving my boxers a quick tug. “Well, well, what do we have here?”

“Why don’t you lick it and find out?”

With a mischievous grin, she grips my cock in her hand, squeezing hard as she brings her mouth down around me, taking me deep. With a low moan, she pulls back slowly, coating my cock with her wet mouth before releasing me with a pop. “Yum.” She licks her lips with a slow smile before flicking her tongue over the head of my cock.

My hips jut forward, and I reach for her, ready to fist my hands in her thick hair while she sucks me off, but a loud pounding on the door sounds and interrupts the fucking moment.

“Goddammit.”

Ivy releases me with a reluctant moan and pushes me back so she can get to her feet. “We can pick this up later,” she says with a promise in her gaze before she slips into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

The impatient fucker on the other side of the door knocks again, and I grip the handle, wrenching the door open with a scowl on my face. “Yeah?”

Dad looks at me with a smirk. “Meet me at the clearing on the south forty. Three o’clock.”

My brows dip in confusion. “Okay. Why?”

“It’s almost noon,” Dad replies with a frown. “And you still have shit to do around the ranch. Meet me there at three. Don’t be late.” Dad walks off, but not before I see the satisfied smirk he always wears when he’s giving me shit, which is always. Ivy says it’s my family’s love language, and this past year, she’s been on the receiving end of it just as much as she dishes it out to Ma and Dad.

We definitely need our own place. It’s not the first time this thought has crossed my mind over the past few months. I have a plan, beginning with making Ivy my wife and building a house together on Hardtail Ranch. Soon, I remind myself just as Ivy steps from the bathroom dressed in a pair of skintight jeans and a plain white tank top.

“Everything good?’

I nod. “Wants me to meet up with him this afternoon.”

“Is something going on?”

“Not that I know of.” Things have been relatively peaceful since we took out the Skull Crushers.

Ivy shakes it off. “I’m gonna go see what I can help Peaches with. See you later?” She places both hands on my chest and pushes up on her toes to kiss me.

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