Rough Rider Page 9

  “Martin, with what’s on this tape, I’d say you’re looking at, what, forty years? Life maybe?”

  “Bullshit.”

  I smile coolly. “I’m going to go somewhere now and email a piece of it to you. But if I were you, I’d call my accountant and get that money ready.”

  Martin goes silent.

  “Oh and Martin? My mom. You let her go.”

  He growls into the phone. “She’s not a prisoner, Chastity.”

  “Yes she is, you prick,” I spit. “Tell her she’s free. That’s part of this deal. I’ll call you in an hour and send you the video.”

  “Chastity, let’s think rationally—”

  “Goodbye, Martin.”

  I hang up, and when I look up into Shepherd’s face, he’s grinning wolfishly, nodding.

  “I am so hard right now after listening to that.”

  I giggle, falling into his arms before I gasp quietly.

  “Oh, you really are,” I blush, feeling the heat bloom through me at the feel of his thickness pulsing against me through is jeans.

  “I’m always hard with you, princess,” he growls, kissing me deeply before he pulls back and searches my eyes with his. “What’s your play here, darlin? With blackmailing your stepfather and all that.”

  “To buy the Wilson land and have money left over to be basically set?”

  He blinks. “Hang on, you’re going to do what now?”

  I grin. “Oh, don’t worry, you can live there too if you want. Maybe there’s a corner up in the far acres where you can put up a new shack.”

  He chuckles, pulling me close and kissing me fiercely.

  “I should mention before you pull me into all this that I’m in love with you, Chastity.”

  “Oh that's good,” I breathe, my heart racing as my whole body tingles with heat. “Because I’m in love with you too, you know.” I grin, kissing him back slowly as the world just sort of spins around us.

  “Where’s the closest internet?”

  “Colton’s place,” he grins. “But I think we need to take the long way.”

  His lips crush to mine, his big, strong arms circle me and pull me tight, and everything else just fades away.

  “I think that’s a wonderful idea.”

  Epilogue

  Our lips crash together as I carry over her threshold of the house, and goddamn does it already feel like home.

  No, we’re not married, yet. Even if appears that way with me sweeping her up in my arms and carrying her across the doorway all traditional like.

  But then, there ain’t nothing very traditional with the two of us. I mean, hell, what do we even say when people ask where we met? Oh, a dive bar fight? When I was making her scream on the tailgate of my truck, her nails raking down my back as we had best sex of our lives? Or, oh, when we held up the meth lab at the same time.

  …Needless to say, it makes for interesting dinner conversation. To most people, we just say we met at a bar and leave it at that.

  But, forget all that right now. Forget normalcy or tradition, or what we tell people. Right now, all that matters is making this house our home in the best way we know how.

  Screwing.

  I kick the door to the Wilson farmhouse shut behind me and grin. Nah, not the Wilson farmhouse. Not anymore. Welcome to the Bronson farmhouse.

  Yeah, Chastity’s crazy plan worked. After we left Law’s bar that day — and after we took our damn time getting to Colton’s place since we had to stop twice to tear each other’s clothes off — we set things in motion. We did end up firing off a quick little segment of the video to Martin, and wouldn’t you know, that money came in real fast.

  Five. Fucking. Million. Dollars.

  I still can’t believe it's real.

  I called up the real estate brokers the next day, drew up a contract, and had it signed. And just like that, a hundred and fifty acres, two barns, a silo, and a big old farmhouse were ours. With two million bucks left to have some fun with.

  Martin drew up some contracts for us to sign — basically swearing we’d never go to the cops or anything like that. And really, we don’t ever plan to, even if those contracts of his aren’t even remotely legal. Chastity hired an investigative team to dig deep with her stepfather, and when they came back short, we knew it was a dead end. Apparently, after the Billy-Ray thing, Martin had circled the wagons pretty good. He’d cut off, destroyed, or basically made disappear any possible connection of him to Billy-Ray and that whole business. I’m betting if we dug hard enough, we’d have something, but what was the point? We had the money, he was going to leave us alone forever, and that was that.

  Chastity’s mother never did leave him though. I get the feeling she knew Martin wasn’t great, but then, even if he was always piece of shit to Chastity, I think he really did love her mama. And she really loved him, for all his horrible flaws. So, she stayed. Maybe she didn’t think starting over was in the cards for her, but really, I just think she was as stubborn as her daughter and was determined to make her second marriage work.

  Me? Well, I’m gonna make my first one work. We’re not hitched yet, but in a few month’s time, my fierce little firecracker is going to be Mrs. Bronson.

  Mine, for always.

  Chastity moans into my mouth as I carry her up the stairs to our new bedroom. The deal closed a month ago, but then, there’s all the paperwork, and getting furniture, and doing repairs to the old house and all that shit. But now, finally, here we are.

  In our new home. Ready to make it ours.

  I throw her down on the bed, loving the way she squeals. I tear my shirt off and shove down my jeans, kicking everything away and standing at the foot of the bed. Chastity blushes, grinning hungrily at me as her eyes slide up and down my body in a way that gets my cock throbbing hard.

  “Take em off, princess,” I growl, nodding at the jean shorts and tank top she’s got on.

  “What if I don’t want to?” she teases.

  “Then I’m gonna tear them the fuck off with my teeth,” I groan, my cock aching for her sweet, slick pussy. I reach down and wrap my hand around the thick shaft, and when I start to stroke, she swallows, licking her lips.

  “Oh, these clothes?” she teases again, toying at the bottom of her tank top and tugging it up. She flashes me a creamy view of her tummy and her hips, pulling it higher and higher. She tugs it up over the lower part of her breast, letting it sit just under her bra-less nipples and making me groan at the sight of the swell of them. She tugs it up, and when those rosy pink points come into view, precum starts to drip from my cock.

  And I’m not waiting anymore.

  She yelps in delight as I rush her, shoving her back on the bed and tearing that shirt off. I reach for her shorts, popping them quickly and shoving them down her squirming legs as she moans and writhes for me. I move between her legs, and when my teeth bite the lacy edge of her panties, she whimpers.

  “Shepherd—”

  I yank, tugging and ripping them down her legs and tossing them away as she gasps in pleasure. I move between her legs and groan at the sight of the single prettiest pussy in the fucking world. Her legs spread as I grip them and move in, and when my tongue drags over her honeyed little slit, she moans deeply.

  “Oh God, Shepherd…”

  “Fuck, you taste so fucking good, princess,” I groan, pushing my tongue deeper. “Like fucking honey. Like the sweetest sunrise. Like I want this perfect little cunt on my tongue always.”

  I growl into her, dragging my tongue up and down until I bring it up to her clit, swirling it around the aching bud as she arches her hips and cries out. I swirl my tongue again and again before I slide back down, pushing it deep inside. I fuck her slowly with my tongue, my thumb rolling her throbbing clit as Chastity writhes in pleasure beneath me.

  A growl rumbles from my lips, fire blazing through me as I dip lower and give that tempting little asshole a teasing lick, swirling my tongue around her tight little ring. She gasps, mewling little moans
escaping as she bucks against my face, like she wants more.

  Damn I love how dirty she gets. I love that naughty side that I know how to bring out with a vengeance inside of her.

  I slide back to her clit, and this time, I’m on a mission. This time, I want her to fucking explode for me and come all over my tongue. I suck on her little bud, my tongue dancing across it as Chastity starts to go wild. She bucks her hips against my mouth, moaning loudly as her whole body starts to tense up.

  “Be a good girl, princess. Be my good girl and make this tight little cunt come all over my fucking chin.”

  She explodes, screaming as the orgasm thunders through her. Her pussy bucks against my mouth, and I groan into her, tonguing her right through her climax until she sinks into the bed, gasping for air.

  My mouth slides to her hips, kissing her sensitive skin before I move higher. And higher, and higher still. My lips wrap around a hard, pink nipple and then the other, sucking and teasing them as she gasps and wraps her legs around my hips. I roll mine, letting the swollen fat head of my cock drag across her silken, slippery lips.

  But suddenly, she grins, and before I know it, she’s wrapped those long legs tight around me and spun us, rolling us both so that I’m on my back. She settles on top of me, her legs spread wide around my hips and my cock pressed tight against her hot little pussy.

  I growl, my hands grabbing her hips tight as I start to drag her across my shaft. I let her lips spread on either side of me as I pump up and down — not sliding in, but making sure my thick crown spears across her clit with every thrust.

  “Fuck baby, this is how hard you make me. This how big you make my cock when it knows it’s so close to tasting your sweet pussy.”

  I slide up and down, my swollen head pushing over her clit and through the small patch of red hair above her slit. Thick, white precum leaks out, making a damn mess of her. Making her somehow even fucking sexier with my precum glistening all over her cunt.

  I ease the head down, and when it nestles against her opening, Chastity moans deeply.

  “I want you to ride that fat cock, princess. I want this pretty little pussy to swallow up every inch and take me all the way down. I want you to bounce on that cock like a good girl, and I want that sweet girl-cum dripping all fucking over me.”

  Chastity moans pushing down, and as the head slips inside of her, we both groan in pleasure.

  “That's it baby girl,” I growl. “Fuck that big cock. Settle that pretty ass down on me and take it all the way in. Ride that cock like a good girl, and milk that cum from my balls. Milk it out until I pump every drop right against your womb.”

  Chastity gasps in pleasure, rolling her hips as her nails drag down my chest.

  “After all,” I groan. “A big house like this? Well—” I move in, my lips brushing her ear. “A big house like this needs a big family now don’t it?”

  She whimpers, nodding, moaning loudly.

  “So maybe I just keep fucking you and filling you up with my hot cum until it takes. Make I just keep pumping you full of my seed day and night until it leaks down your thighs and fills your panties — until this sexy little body swells with life.”

  She moans, leaning down to kiss me deeply as she rolls her hips, fucking my thick cock.

  “You want that, don’t you?”

  “Fuck yes,” I growl fiercely.

  Chastity whimpers, her eyes hooded with lust as she attacks me, her lips crushing to mine.

  “So do I,” she whispers heatedly, panting into my lips. “So fill me up.”

  She starts to push down, and suddenly, I’m groaning as her hot little cunt sinks right down onto my shaft.

  “Fill me up, cowboy, and knock me up. Fill me with that sticky cum and put a baby in me.”

  She slides up, her pink lips clinging to every inch of my glistening cock before she eases back down, both of us crying out as the pleasure rolls through us both. She starts to move faster, her hips rolling as she pumps that pussy up and down my cock. I groan, leaning back, my hands on her hips and just letting her take over — letting her lead and letting her ride me.

  “Keep riding like that,” I growl. “Keep fucking that thick cock like a good girl and you’re gonna make me come, darlin. You’re gonna make that hungry little pussy get every drop of my cum.”

  My hands grip at her hips, holding her tight as she bounces up and down, sliding up and down every single inch of me. My balls slap her ass with every thrust, and when I lean up to wrap my lips around her nipple, she goes wild.

  “Oh fuck, oh fuck Shepherd!

  “Come for me, princess,” I groan, trying to hold on but knowing I won’t last much longer — not with how tight and slick and hot and goddamn perfect she is. Not when her pussy feels like heaven teasing up and down my length.

  “Make that pretty pussy come for me. Milk the cum from my balls and take it right against your womb.”

  “I’m gonna come!” she gasps, her whole body flushing pink as she bounces on my lap, fucking up and down my cock. “Fill me up, fill me...fuck!”

  She screams, and when she slams her hot little cunt down on my cock, her slick walls gripping me so tightly, I fucking lose it. I roar, kissing her hard as I drive my cock deep and just let go. Hot ropes of my cum pump from my swollen head, jetting deep inside of her. Again and again, my cum just keeps flooding into her as we both cling to each other and groan into each other’s lips.

  Chastity whimpers, coming to a stop with me deep inside of her, her walls gripping me and rippling up and down my shaft.

  “You really want a family?” she whispers, her face flushed as she kisses me breathlessly.

  “Yes,” I growl. “Fuck yes.”

  “You know, that’d mean no more knocking over meth labs.”

  I chuckle. “Dang, too bad.”

  “It’d mean turning down Law’s job offer.”

  “Good,” I say quietly, holding her tight.

  “You sure about that?” Chastity bites her lip with a worried look on her face. “Look, I’m not trying to, and I’m never going to try and tame you or any shit like that.” She grins. “I like you wild.”

  “Well that's good cause I’m not very good at being housebroken.”

  She grins, and I kiss her softly.

  “But as for the outlaw shit?” I shake my head. “Nah, I’m good. This?” I kiss her again, and when I flex my cock inside of her, she gasps quietly.

  “This is all I need and all I want. You are all I need and all I ever want.”

  “Huh,” she whispers, biting her lip.

  “Huh?”

  She grins wickedly. “Well, I was just thinking that in that case, we should probably do that again.”

  I grin.

  “You know,” she whispers, leaning in. "Just to make sure.”

  I kiss her, but my arm reaches for the bedside table and yanks the drawer open.

  “What—”

  She freezes as she hears the jangle of metal.

  “Are those what I think they are?” she breathes. She pulls away and suddenly blushes, eying the silver handcuffs in my hands.

  “You do have a spare key for those ones, right?”

  I grin, clicking one side onto my wrist and hovering the other side over hers.

  “You trust me?”

  She doesn’t even hesitate.

  “Yes,” Chastity whispers heatedly, leaning in and sealing her lips to mine. I click the handcuff over her wrist, my hands slide down her body, and our lips melt together. And my cock throbs rock hard inside of her.

  Time to go again.

  Time to make sure.

  …Time to make her mine.

  The End

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