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The man’s door goes to open and my heartbeat skips. Is he going to confront me? Is this about to be road rage?
Instinctively I look at Danny, but he’s not where he just was. Suddenly I see a man walking quickly, but authoritatively toward the street. It’s him. It’s my Danny.
“Back in your, car!” he growls, pointing at the man who freezes in his tracks.
“You’re lucky you’ve got a badge,” he quips.
“I’m off duty,” Danny says, grabbing his T-shirt from his waistline and ripping it up and over his head. “You want to go. Let’s go.”
The man in the car is no slouch. He looks like a professional football player, one of the big ones that plays on the defensive line spending sixty minutes every Sunday trying to rip the opposing team’s quarterback’s head off. He’s easily six feet and a half, but Danny’s right there with him. Danny’s not as bulky as this guy, but this guy looks more like he got his muscles from a bottle and not from a good old-fashioned hard work.
Regardless of the other man’s choices, he makes the best one he’s probably made in years by sliding back inside his car.
He executes a quick three-point turn as he pulls into the dirt on the side of the road, completely avoiding Danny, and peels out in the other direction.
“Slow down! There are kids in this town!”
Seconds later Danny’s at my window, his abs practically in my face just before he leans in. “You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Totally. It was actually my fault.”
“Nothing justifies what that guy did, and I don’t know how you could ever be at fault for anything.”
The light is green again, but this time no one’s honking. A moment passes and then finally he says, “Why don’t you pull in and I’ll show you how much progress we’ve made on our plan.”
“I’d love that.”
“All right then,” he says, but he’s still looking right at me, just inches from my face.
I slowly ease onto the gas pedal and turn into the parking lot, watching Danny in my rearview as he marches behind me like Clint Eastwood across a prairie. But this is a shirtless modern day version.
And he’s not Clint Eastwood. He’s so much more. And he’s mine.
CHAPTER 9
Danny
I see her the moment she pulls up to the light, my peripheral vision locked on her the whole time even though she has no idea.
I swear I can feel her presence. I don’t believe in astronomy or anything like that, but damn…maybe there’s something to it. Maybe not astronomy per se, but whatever kind of forces of nature that there can be. I know nothing about this kind of thing. All I know is…her.
I can barely walk as I approach her car, my dick hard as steel. My cock is begging to be freed, digging into the zipper of my fly. My balls feel like they’re already pulled up tight, which is pretty incredible considering I have on a T-shirt and it’s not exactly warm out here. But there sure is a fire inside. Inside me. And it’s burning for her.
I’ve never felt this way. Hell, I can’t even remember the last time I was with a woman. Other women don’t matter to me anyway. I’ve already got on blinders for her and I know once I take her and make her mine it will only get more intense, which is saying a whole helluva lot considering how focused I am on her already.
I’ve been so focused on protecting and serving other people that I completely forgot about myself. Well it’s time to think about ol’ Danny boy now, and ironically thinking about me means pleasing her. I wouldn’t necessarily say I’m a giver, but giving her everything in this world is what I want more than anything.
To be proud to be the man who can do that for her. Watching the smiles I’m going to put on her face day after day…actually, fuck that. Second after second. And we can do it right here in our small town. It’s the perfect place to have all the kids we need to fill our house full of little legacy builders. That’s what I want with her…everything. I want even more than a family. I want to create a legacy that starts here and spreads beyond our town.
I want our reputation to extend across this beautiful country and back to Ireland. When people hear our children’s names I want the first thing to be asked is, “Aren’t you Danny and Marilyn’s boy, or girl?” Hell, they won’t even have to ask. They’ll recognize the beauty they get from their mother, and the toughness they inherit from me.
That’s how it’s gonna be.
It took everything I had not to get a release last night when I got home, but I won’t do it. I’m saving this super sperm for her. I want to fill her tight little pussy so full of everything I’ve got that there’s no chance she doesn’t get pregnant on our first try. I’m going to bathe her womb with my seed so much that she won’t even be able to hold it all. And when that happens I’ll grab her like the damn caveman she’s turned me into and hang her upside down by her ankles to make sure it stays inside her.
