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  “Of course!” I snap.

  “But it’s not in a big building right? You work in a ‘satellite’ office?”

  I swallow. Yes.

  “Maybe.”

  He smiles. “Maybe I’m kind of right, huh? And are there a lot of employees there?”

  There aren’t. It’s me, this guy Jason who actually hardly ever comes in, and our team leader, Beau. And really, he doesn’t come in much either.

  “Not a lot,” I mutter.

  “Funny, huh? Funny how I guessed that?”

  My brow furrows “What are you talking about?”

  “Synergy Coal is a front, darlin. And the reason I had a gun on you last night and why I tied you up is because of who Synergy Coal really is. But I’m starting to piece together that you’re not actually a part of that.”

  I stare at him, my pulse quickening. “A part of what?”

  “That man on the porch?” He arches a brow at me. “I saw you peeking through the living room window.”

  My face blushes.

  “Well that man, the one lookin for you with all sorts of bad intentions on his face?”

  I swallow thickly.

  “You work for his family.”

  “And?”

  “And they’re not the nicest folks.”

  “Who are they?”

  “The Banners. And around here, you could think of them like you might the mob. Anything shady around here, you can bet they’ve got their hands in it. Oxycontin and meth, gun running, underground casinos, girls — they’re behind all of it. Hidden of course behind a wall of fronts like Synergy Coal. My guess is, they’re using Synergy to scoop up land for cheap. Let me guess, the offer you had for me is pennies on the dollar, right?”

  I nod, looking down and feeling like shit. “Yeah, it sucks.”

  “And if I’d said no, they’d have come back with imminent domain and some crooked politician and taken it, yeah?”

  “Pretty much.”

  He growls, shaking his head before his eyes center on me.

  “So what are you carrying that Jessie wants?”

  “I have no idea.”

  “Well, it’s something, darlin’ for him to step up to my front porch like that.”

  I bite my lip, almost not wanting to ask but knowing I can’t stop the curiosity burning a hole in me. “Are you a part of it too?”

  He scowls. “The Banner family?”

  “The drugs and guns and girls and all that,” I say quietly.

  “Hell no.” Colton shakes his head. “No, Tara. I got my ranch, my horses, and that’s it. That’s all I need.” His eyes flicker over me, burning fiercely in a way that seems to say without words that that isn’t all he needs…

  “But whatever Jessie’s looking for, it’s big. And he ain’t done looking.”

  “I have no idea what he’s after though! What the hell do they want with me?”

  “You take anything of theirs? Anything from Synergy?”

  I shake my head. “All I have with me is maps and deed registries and all that. Some topographical stuff of minerals in the area.” I frown, biting my lip. “These people are really dangerous, aren’t they?”

  “They’re not fucking around, Tara. Yeah, they’re the real deal. And they’re not going to stop until they get what they want.”

  I swallow thickly, my head spinning and my eyes darting around the room. I shiver, hugging the blanket around myself.

  “I should get out of here. Just get back to my car and get the hell out of—”

  “What you need to do is stay right here.”

  Colton’s dark, smokey voice booms across the room, shaking me from my spinning thoughts.

  I shake my head. “No way. Not with people like that looking for—”

  “There’s only a few roads heading out of Sugar County, darlin’, and you can bet they’ll be watching them all. And they made your car too, parked up near where I found you.” He moves towards me, his eyes locked on mine.

  “You can’t leave.”

  “Can’t, or you won’t let me?” I spit back.

  He keeps moving towards me, and I don’t realize I’m shaking until his big, strong hands slide over my hips to hold me.

  “Both,” he growls. “Right now, this ranch is the safest place for you.”

  “You gonna stop me if I go?”

  “Yes.”

  A shiver of heat teases up my back, and my pulse skips as I look up into his gorgeous, steely-blue eyes.

  “And if I fight it? Try to run anyways? You gonna tie me up again or something?”

  Colton pulls close, and I gasp quietly at the almost animal-sounding growl that rumbles through his muscled chest.

  “See,” he purrs, pulling me close. “I’m thinking you might just like it if I tied you up.”

  I whimper. I can’t even stop it, and I know damn well that he hears it.

  “That’s a yes now isn’t it?” he growls.

  No one’s ever spoken to me like this. No man has ever touched me like him, or said filthy, pulse-quickening, skin-tingling things to me like him.

  …And he knows it.

  His fingers brush my chin, tilting my face up to his. The fingers slide down my jawline, and suddenly, it’s his big hand that’s cupping my face. He pulls close, and I gasp as he crushes his lips to mine, kissing me hard and deep until it feels like the whole world is spinning.

  “You’re not going anywhere, darlin’,” he groans, pulling me into his hard, muscled body. “‘Cause I’m not even close to being done making you mine.”

  Chapter 7

  Colton

  Half the shit on my kitchen counter goes crashing to the floor as we go tumbling right into it. I growl, my rough, strong hands gripping her ass like it’s mine to grab. My lips crush to hers, her breath and her moans melting into me. Tara’s still naked after I yanked that blanket away and grabbed her up into my arms. But her hands start to slip down my back and pull at my t-shirt, like her fingers are desperate to feel my skin.

  Oh, and she’s going to feel every inch of me, I can promise her that.

  I pull away just enough to yank my shirt off, before I’m crashing right back into her. My hand slides over her bare, soft skin, feeling every single inch of her smooth body as her nails rake down my back. My lips dip to her neck, leaving bruised tracks in my wake as her breath catches and her hard little pebbled nipples drag over my chest.

  Tara’s legs spread wide around my hips, and when I feel her fingers slip down my abs to tug at my belt, a low groan rumbles through my chest.

  “Eager little thing,” I growl. “Just can’t wait to get your hands on it can you?”

  She moans, gasping sharply as I nip at her collarbone.

  “Take it out, darlin’,” I groan as her fingers pop my belt and start tugging at my zipper. “Take it out and wrap those hands around me. I want you to feel how fucking hard you make me.”

  “You really just going to keep me here?” she moans, slipping her hands inside my jeans. I groan as I feel her fingers curl around my thick shaft, and when my cock pulses against her hand, she gasps quietly.

  “You could always make a run for it,” I husk into her ear, making her shiver. “But it might be a little tough.”

  “Why— oh God— why’s that?”

  “‘Cause I have a hard time seeing you make a run for it when I’ve got every inch of my cock buried in this tight little pussy.”

  Tara moans, her hands stroking me faster as her head drops back. I growl into her neck, biting and sucking and nipping at her skin. I slide one hand between us, teasing it down her tummy until my fingers roll over her hard little clit.

  “I’ve got a hard time seeing you run when I’m nailing you to the fucking counter with this cock, sweetheart. When I’ve got this little kitty purring so nice for me and coming all over my cock?” I groan into her skin. “Uh-uh, darlin’. You’re not gonna run.”

  My finger rolls in slow circles over her hard little nub, keeping her gaspin
g and whimpering and dripping her sweet honey all over my fingers. I ease forward, and when the thick, swollen head of my cock teases against those petal-soft little pink pussy lips of hers, it’s everything I can do to stop myself from plunging right in.

  “You’re not gonna run, darlin,” I growl, my hand cupping her jaw as our eyes lock. “You’re gonna come.”

  My swollen head eases in, and Tara’s breath catches. I groan into her skin, my hand dropping from her jaw to grab her hip possessively, pinning her to the counter as I start to drive my cock inside of her sweet little honeypot.

  “Oh fuck that’s good!” Tara moans, her hands clawing at my back, her legs tightening around me like she’s trying to pull me in even more. “You— oh God you’re so big.”

  “Take every inch, darlin’,” I hiss through gritted teeth, trying to hang onto my sanity as her impossibly tight, slick little cunt swallows me up. She squeezes tight around me, like her greedy little pussy is trying to milk the cum out of my balls. “Open up for me, baby girl,” I groan, pushing another inch or two inside. “Open up and let me in. Let me fill that perfect, pretty little pussy up with every inch of my big cock.”

  My hands slide to her hips, my fingers tighten, and I drive the rest of my swollen dick deep inside her sweet little pussy.

  Tara screams in pleasure, her nails raking down my back and my balls tightening as the intensity of her heat grips me tightly. I groan, pulling back until just the head of my cock is still inside of her, spreading her pink lips wide. I glance down, my blood thundering through me at the sight of her slick cream glistening on my shaft. Fuck, she’s soaking wet. Dripping onto my dick. And I love how fucking eager she is — I love how much she’s wordlessly begging for more. Her hips rolling to try and take more of me, her hands and legs pulling me closer.

  Her honey dripping in little rivulets down my cock to drip from my heavy balls.

  “You want this cock, baby girl?”

  Tara moans wildly, panting as her lips crush to mine. I growl into her mouth, our tongues swirling together as I just tease her, making her squirm and roll her hips trying to get me to slide back in.

  “Tell me you want it, darlin’,” I growl into her lips. “Tell me you’re gonna be a good girl and take every inch.”

  “I want it!” she moans. “Now please just fuck me with that gorgeous cock of yours.”

  I grin. I never said I was a gentleman, but I’m always happy to oblige a lady.

  My hips roll, and when my cock drives deep inside her sticky, eager pussy, the both of us groan in pleasure. A red lust sizzles over me, my hands gripping her tight like she’s mine to possess. Mine to lay claim to — mine to ride. I draw back and then drive back in, feeling her sweet little cunt grip me tight and feeling her cream dripping all over my cock.

  I groan, fucking her harder as our lips crash together again. I can feel her body trembling against mine, her thighs clenching around my muscled hips. My jeans drop to the floor entirely, and I kick my way free of them. My muscles clench and ripple as I hold her tight — tight like I ain’t never gonna let her go. Her moans rumble through me, her hands tracing my muscles and teasing over my skin, like she’s stoking this fire hotter and hotter until we both explode.

  My cum boils in my balls, and every single part of me just wants to fuck her hard, wild, and recklessly until I pour that cum deep inside of her. I knew guys on the rodeo circuit who’d be worried about a girl just opening up her legs for them without a condom or mentioning being on the pill. Hell, when you’re famous like that, a girl might be having all sorts of thoughts about “trapping” you.

  The thing is, I know that ain’t the case with Tara. I barely know this girl, and I already know she’s not like that. But the thing is, even if she was?

  I groan, my balls tightening at the thought of squirting my cum deep against her unprotected womb.

  Fuck, if she was trying to trap me?

  …Good.

  Because I know right there without a single second thought that knocking her up wouldn’t ‘“trap” me. It’d bind her to me. Make her mine forever. My cock lurches at the thought of breeding her, and pumping her full of my sticky seed until this soft, flat belly of her starts to bulge with child.

  My child.

  The red lust takes over again, and suddenly, my hands tighten on her and I start to fuck her. I drive into her again and again, her screams of pleasure echoing through the kitchen and her pleasure dripping down my throbbing cock. Her need for me scratches across my back, and I can feel that sweet little honeypot of hers tightening up even more, like she’s about to explode for me.

  “Colton—!”

  “You wanna come on that big cowboy cock, darlin’? You want to feel me deeper inside of you than any other man has ever been when that sweet little pussy comes for me? Go ahead, baby girl. I want to feel you come. I want to feel your honey drip down my fucking balls. And when you come, you better know that you’re mine. When you come on this fat cock, you better believe that I am never gonna be done with you.”

  I rock my hips forward, driving every single inch as deep as I can go, grinding myself against her clit. And Tara just lets go.

  She cries out, her whole body arching and bucking for the counter against me as her orgasm explodes through her. She clings to me tightly, gasping and panting for air as her tight little pussy clenches me so tightly. I want to follow her over that edge so fucking badly, but somehow, I hang on. Somehow, I take a breath, my cock twitching and aching to explodes inside of her.

  “C’mere,” I growl, sliding out of her. My hands scoop her up into my arms, and I turn towards the kitchen table by the glass doors to my back porch.

  Oh I ain’t done with her by a mile.

  Tara moans wildly as I plant her down in front of my table and bend her over across it. She arches her back, turning her face to look up into my eyes with hers so full of heat.

  “How do you want me?” she whimpers. I groan, my hand sliding up into her hair and tugging it into my fist. I pull her up, our lips crushing together as her back melts against my chest.

  “I want you every way, beautiful,” I murmur heatedly, my rock hard cock throbbing hot against her ass.

  I lower myself into the chair, and slowly, I guide her down onto me. I keep her legs tight together as I ease her down onto my cock, watching as it twitches against her ass, sliding between her thighs to find her slick, pink pussy. I groan as the kiss of those soft lips against my swollen head bring a fresh few spurts of precum out, dripping over her and making her even stickier and slicker for me.

  “Just like that, baby girl,” I hiss, my muscles clenching tight as Tara lowers her hot little cunt down on my big, fat, throbbing cock. Her lips swallow up the crown, stretching obscenely around my girth as she backs into me, lowering her tight little body onto my big dick. My blood roars like fire in my veins as I watch her small body slowly take every inch of me. Fuck, it’s hot as hell watching her take my huge size, watching her tight little cunt somehow take all of me as it fills her up like she ain’t never been filled before.

  And then she’s down to the base, her pink pussy lips stretched so tight around me and her cute, tempting little asshole quivering as I throb inside of her.

  “Fuck, that’s so good…” Tara gasps quietly, panting as she slowly gets used to the feel of me from this angle. She reaches out, gripping the edge of the table and moaning in pleasure as she slowly starts to rise up. I can see her thighs quivering as she eases off of me until just the swollen head is inside. With a cry of pleasure, she drops back down, her little honeypot taking every damn inch of me to the hilt.

  “Ride that cock, darlin’,” I hiss, my hands tight on her ass, gripping her like she’s mine to ride. “I want to watch you bounce on that big dick until this little pussy comes for me again. You want to ride the stallion, baby girl?” My words hiss into her ear, her moans filling the kitchen as her tight, perfect, heavenly cunt drips all over my thick cock.

  “Make me yours,�
� she gasps.

  “Ride it,” I growl, my heavy balls twitching. “Ride that big fat cock until you come all over it like a good little cowgirl.”

  Tara slides up again, her pleasure dripping from her lips as she leaves just the head inside before she drops back down. Both of us cry out — her hand gripping the table and mine gripping her as she starts to straight up bounce on my thick dick. My pulse hammers through me, my hungry eyes locked on the sight of her cute little ass bouncing up and down on me, her slick, quivering pussy swallowing every inch on every stroke.

  My hand smacks down against that ass, making her scream in pleasure, her back arching as she starts to ride me harder and faster. The hot, wet, erotic sounds of my cock driving into her hot, slippery little cunt fills the kitchen along with her cries of pleasure as we move faster and faster. I spank her again, watching her skin glow pink and feeling her pussy clench tight and grip me as she bounces up and down on it. Her glistening cream drips down my shaft, and I can feel my balls start to tighten as I pass the point of no return.

  “You keep fucking that big cock like that and you’re gonna make it come for you, darlin’,” I groan. Tara cries out, tightening around me and bouncing even faster, and I know she’s close too.

  “And when you do, I’m going to fill you with my cum. I’m going to empty every single drop deep inside, and when I’m done?” I groan, my hand tightening on her ass and my cock swelling up even bigger inside as she starts to explode.

  “When I’m done, I’m gonna fill you up all over again. So come for me, darlin’,” I groan, the last of my willpower shattering. “Ride that big stallion cock and fuckin’ come for me.”

  Oh and she does.

  Tara shudders, moaning her pleasure as her hot little pussy clamps down around me and her body ripples with her climax. She throws her head back, melting back into me as my arms go around her body, pulling her tight as I thrust deep inside and let go. It’s like a bomb going off. I roar into her skin, holding her as tight as I can and keeping her clenching, coming pussy all the way to the base of my cock as I explode into her. I growl, feeling my balls twitch against her as rope after thick, sticky rope of my cum pumps against her young womb. Over and over, coating her until it starts to trickle out from where we meet.