“Don’t come yet,” I ordered.
He shook his head. “Please. I can’t wait.”
I let go of his hip and wrapped a hand around his throat. “Yes, you can.” My voice was so gravelly it was barely intelligible.
His eyes widened, and I saw fear there, but bastard that I am, it only made me hotter. I snapped my hips against his ass, and he whined.
“You’ll wait because I want you to.”
He tried to speak, but no sound came out.
“Feel it. Feel me owning you. Feel my cock opening you up. I’m going to fill you so full of cum. I’m going to give you everything.”
“Please. Can’t. Please.”
I let go of his throat and wrapped my hand around his cock. “Come for me now.” I gave him rough, tight strokes, and in seconds he tensed, crying out, his ass squeezing my cock so tight it hurt as his cum shot again and again. I worked his cock until he was spent, then took his hands and pinned them over his head, stretching over him and fucking him so hard we both slid along the bed.
“Mine. You’re mine.”
“Yes. Want that. Wanted that since I saw you. Knew you… I—”
I kissed him, cutting off his words. Then I pulled back and came with a growl so loud everyone in the house probably heard me claim my man.
When I felt capable of movement, I slowly eased back and let my softening cock slide from Jacob’s ass.
I knew there was a lot to talk about, but I didn’t want to do that. I didn’t want to listen to Jacob’s protests or my own common sense. I wasn’t letting him go, and that included keeping him right there beside me all night.
“Stay right there,” I ordered.
He groaned in response, and I had to smile at his prone form. He looked thoroughly fucked out, and I loved it. I loved the way he reacted to me. I couldn’t even think about anyone else doing that to him.
When I came back to the bed with a washcloth, he barely woke enough to acknowledge me. I got him cleaned up as best I could, then tossed the washcloth on the floor and slid into bed next to him, encouraging him to roll over so I could spoon against him.
He gasped when I pushed my half-hard cock into his stretched-out ass. “Remember when I told you I wanted to fall asleep with my cock inside you.”
“I… I thought you were teasing.”
“No, sweetheart. I want you to know your ass is mine even when you’re sleeping.”
“Mmm.” He wiggled back against me and pressed my hand to his chest. “I want to sleep like this every night.”
16
JACOB
Iwas confused when I woke with an arm pinning me to the mattress. After a few seconds of panicked thinking, I remembered it was Grant. I saw the first signs of dawn outside the window. It was too early for even a rancher to be up, but I needed to use the bathroom.
I tried to slip out from under his arm without waking him, but I’d barely moved when he said, “What’s wrong?”
“I’m just going to the bathroom.”
“Okay. Hurry back.”
I did. He was still awake, waiting for me. When I slid under the covers, he pulled me into his arms. I was still hesitant to let myself believe this was real, but it was hard to fight the sensation of rightness I felt in Grant’s arms. Paradise Ranch already felt like home. “I like sleeping with you.”
He chuckled. “You made that very clear.”
“No. I mean sleeping, actually sleeping. I feel safe. No one’s ever made me feel like that. Trey… he was too cold to ever want to hold me, and as a kid, I was mostly ignored.”