Page 77 of Rancher's Heart

“Over my dead body.” I reached my arm around cupping her belly protectively.

“Fine. I guess being gentle isn’t all bad.”

“Sometimes we need to slow things down just to prove we still can. Besides, you know I’ll more than make it up to you.” I moved my dick in and out of her in long languid strokes dipping my hand down to nestle it between her legs toying with her clit. She was always extra sensitive while pregnant and her hips bucked back against me and she moaned. “That’s my girl, mywife.Come on my cock like you own it.”

“I do own it,” she cried out. Her hips shaking as I circled her clit relentlessly in rhythm with my fingers. Fuck I loved her taking ownership over me. My cock stiffened in reaction. “I’m going to fill you. Then we’re going back down to that bar and you’re going to have to deal with my mess between your legs for the rest of the night.”

“Perfect.”

And it was. Even when things got messy between us, as they sometimes did, there was no denying we were perfect for one another. I gripped her hip a little too hard at the thought, spilling into her in a hot rush as

Elle screamed my name and we climaxed together. I helped her right herself.

“Is your shift over?” Elle asked as she fixed the collar on my shirt. Occasionally my shoulder gave me some trouble and like everything else, my wife could see it and stepped in without saying a word.

“It is, and we’re leaving. As much as I’d like you to have to deal with my mess between your legs, we have an empty house and I have the most beautiful woman on the planet to worship.” Grabbing her hand, I led her down the dark stairs and we ran to the truck like we were teenagers sneaking around.

Pulling open the door, she hopped in and slid across the seat to sit in the middle. The drive home was quiet as she rested her head on my shoulder and held my hand.

“I think you owe me a dance cowboy.” Elle’s soft voice floated through the living room of the house.

“As a matter of fact, I do.” Reaching for my phone, I didn’t have to scroll to the song we danced to was at the top of my playlist. Riley Green’s velvety, country voice flowed through the speakers as I pulled Elle into me, and we swayed around the dimly lit room, lost in the embrace of one another.

There had been a time in my life when all of this seemed impossible for me to have, and in all honesty I hadn’t ever wanted it. But now, being settled down as a husband and a dad, there was nowhere else I’d rather be. This rancher’s heart was so full it brimmed with happiness and there was nothing on this planet better than that.