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Our days consisted of temperatures in the high nineties and low hundreds.
Try 115s
“Okay, tell me something… Last time you masturbated, was it to the thought of Ellis or Lincoln?”
“Fuck the leather, fuck the lace. Cheers to the ones who sit on our face!”
“I guess it’s hard to see you in any bar but my own.”
“Was that what it would’ve taken to make you stay? Hell, if I would’ve known that—”
“I would’ve cleared out every goddamn table in that place. I would’ve done whatever you asked. Only for you.”
All I know is some things are certain—the sun will set, it’ll rise again, and you’re it for me. That’s just the truth.” I took a deep breath and laid down my last card. “And I think you feel it too—otherwise, you wouldn’t have told your sisters it would always be me.”
“Listen, Ellis is about to walk in, and I don’t think you want him seeing what we just saw. Let me step in so that you can handle that.”
“Don’t break her fucking heart.”
“You heard me, cowboy. I mean it. If you break her heart, I’ll kill you. There’s a lot of places to hide a body on the ranch, and I won’t think twice about shoving your dick back up—”
“I’m not gonna break her heart,” I mumbled, glancing back at the table. “But I’m afraid she’s gonna break mine.”
“You’re going to sleep off whatever this fit is, and then we’re going to hope you wake up in a better fucking mood.”
Oh no sir
“If you say you’re sorry one more time, I can’t be held responsible for what I do next,”
I hated how my heart swelled when he called me darlin’, and the moment baby had left his lips, I’d been a goner.
But the moment it’d come from Lincoln’s lips as he poured my first shot of whiskey, it altered my brain chemistry.
“The thought of him touching you. Of him thinking he has any claim on you, when you’ve been mine since the moment you walked into Frank’s last summer.”
“The thought that he’s had you when I—” “I never touched him,”
“It’s taking everything in me not to give in to this temptation,” he rasped. “Because I want you so badly it fucking hurts.”
“I wanna do this right, Josie, and that means not taking you on top of your dad’s desk. I wanna show you that this is real for me. I wanna show you how you should be treated.”
“I may die if you don’t at least kiss me, Lincoln Carter.”
He tasted of whiskey and sin and every promise he’d ever made.
“Because I may be a gentleman right now, but make no mistake, darlin’... When I fuck you again, you won’t be able to walk straight the next morning. You’ll remember exactly what it feels like to be worshipped by a man who cares about your pleasure. I’ll happily spend hours with my tongue in your sweet, little cunt to prove my point.”
“Oh, I do, but I like this, too. Seeing you undone for me is something I’ll never tire of. Hell, maybe I just wanna see you beg a little.”
But I was here to stay—with or without Doug’s job offer.
“To anyone else, it’d be a dream, but I’m not in it for the perks, darlin’. You know that. There’s only one thing I’m looking for, and it’s non-negotiable.”
So, I closed the space between us, standing toe-to-toe with the man I’d fallen in love with a year ago. Reaching up, I gently plucked the black felt cowboy hat from his head. “Well… We can’t have that.” To a cowboy, that damn hat was sacred.
If you wear the hat, you ride the cowboy.
“Does this look like you aren’t wanted?” Lincoln shook his head, closing his eyes. “Don’t do that, Josie.”
“You know damned well what,” he bit out. “That hat on your head means you’re mine, Josie. There are no takebacks, not as far as I’m concerned. So, don’t do that to me and then take it away. Don’t fucking tease me, baby. I can’t take it.”
“And I don’t give a fuck who’s out there. Cry out my name, darlin’. Let them know who owns your pretty little pussy.”
“Then, fill me up, cowboy. I want to walk back in the house with your hand in mine and your cum in my pussy.”
“Why not?” he asked. “It’s the truth. I can’t wait to be Mr. Hayes.” My cheeks flushed. This was absolutely not the time to have this conversation. “Mr. Hayes?” Lincoln shrugged. “I have no connection to Carter, but you do with Hayes. Figured you might want to keep it.”
