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“Hmm? Think they have any idea how needy you are right now, how naughty you are—begging for me to stuff your tight little cunt with my cock while you’re still in your wedding dress?” He reaches his free hand up to cup my chin. “Answer your husband,” he commands.
“No,” I moan as he slides in deeper.
“That’s my girl, so obedient as you take my cock.” He leans forward, planting his hand behind my head on the mirror as the other holds my face still, looking up at him. His hips begin to piston forward then back, his eyes growing dark as he watches me. “Such a good little slut for Daddy.”
“Yes, yes, fuck me,” I grunt as his movements grow faster, deeper. I grip the edge of the sink. “Make me come . . . please.”
“That’s right, baby, beg.”
We’re both panting and moaning as we reach our climax at the same time.
“Fuck, yes!” Ranger shouts, releasing me as his hands go to my waist. He pumps into me one more time, stilling his movements just as we hear voices.
“Oh my God!” Brooklyn yelps as she stumbles backward into Amelia, both of them laughing. I look to my right, and our bathroom door is slightly open, a flash of color catching my eye. “Are you guys serious? It’s your wedding!”
“What the fuck?” Ranger shouts, slamming the door shut. He grabs a washcloth, helping me clean up before righting my dress and zipping his pants back up. We slowly open the door.
“Just an FYI,” Brooklyn says, her arms crossed over her chest as Amelia covers her face with her hands, “we could see you in the damn window.” She points past us to the window. We both turn to look at it, realizing the blinds are wide open.
“Oh my God.” I look at Ranger, both of us bursting out laughing.
“Thankfully, I think it was only us,” Amelia adds, her face completely red. “Everyone else is preoccupied with the party, but we stepped out to come find you and looked up to witness a damn porno.”
“I’m not ashamed. She’s my wife and we were in our home,” Ranger says, running his hands through his hair. “Besides, when your wife begs you to fu—”
“Whoa, the hell did I just walk in on?” Tyler appears in the doorway with Trent and Decker.
“Uh, your cousin and his new wife couldn’t wait for the honeymoon and gave us a show in the window,” Brooklyn says to her husband.
“Niiiice.” Trent laughs, walking up to pat Ranger proudly on the back. “That’s my boy.”
“Oh God,” I mumble, now thoroughly embarrassed as Brooklyn smacks Tyler’s arm.
“No judgment here,” Trent adds on. “Pretty sure Amelia and I have christened not only my desk at work, but hers, the barn, my tru—”
“Okay,” Amelia says, turning Trent around to face the door as she starts to push him out, “I think we should head back downstairs and leave the newlyweds alone.”
After everyone exits our room, Ranger turns back to face me. “That was pretty fucking hot.” He tips my chin upward to look at him. “I love when you take charge and demand I pleasure you.”
“Yeah?” I bite my bottom lip nervously. “I like when you do, too. Like that time at the rodeo.” I look up at him and his eyes darken.
“You do something to me—something nobody ever has or ever will. You make me feel so many things at once, it’s overwhelming at times.”
“What do you mean?”
“You make me want to control and dominate you, but at the same time, I want to protect you, to watch you flourish and thrive. You’re such an amazing woman, Dolly. You not only make me a better man, but you complete me. You’re my happiness, my forever, my everything. You’re my world, baby, and I can’t wait to share that with our daughter.”
He pulls me into his arms, holding me tightly.
“I feel the exact same way.”
24
RANGER
THREE MONTHS LATER . . .
“Baby, are you sure it’s a good idea for you to go?” I stare at Dolly, who is now nine months pregnant.
