Page 45 of Love You Already

Hands rip my shirt off fast enough to give me whiplash. Then they move to my pants, deftly unbuttoning and sliding them down and out of the way. Underwear is ripped off next. In less than five seconds, I'm bared to him while he remains standing there dressed and covered in sweat.

“No fair. You're all dress —”

I don't get a chance to finish before he's shucking his clothes away. His cock bounces forward as soon as he stands up. I step forward, my hand wrapping around the base as I give him one long, slow stroke. He groans as his hips jerk froward.

“You're playing a dangerous game, wife.”

Shaking my head, I step away from him and fall backwards onto the bed. “We don't have much time, husband. You going to come show me how much you like hearing that name, or will I need to take care of myself?”

His feet stomp across the short distance between us until he drops down to the bed on his knees. He yanks my hips up, shifting me around until we're both in a position he approves of. It just so happens to be with me on top of him as he leans back against the headboard.

“You want to take care of yourself? Then use me, wife. Use my cock to make yourself come.”

I don't waste a second as I reach down and guide him to my entrance. Wetness drips from my lips onto his crown, making it a slippery connection. Ignoring that, I keep the focus on lining him up just right. This is going to be a rough and hard fuck. I don't have the time or patience to drag it out for either of us, and, personally, I like the caveman version of my husband. This possessive, jealous man is what women’s dreams are made of.

“You ready?” I ask between panting breaths. I'm not worn out, just horny. More than I think I've ever been.

“Ride. Me. Now.”

I drop down the length of his cock in one swift movement. He shouts, “Fuck!” just as I rise and repeat the motion. Using his shoulders, I ride him just as I said I would: fast and hard. I give him more effort than even my greatest ride on the circuit. I pour all the doubt, all the fear, all the worry I've had about us to the side and let myself feel him. His love for me, though he hasn't said so. His desires for the future, one with us together. His pleasure, as he basks in every stroke and bounce of my body on his.

“That's it gorgeous. Take it. Take it all.” His hips begin to thrust as I lose speed. He takes the opportunity to grab me at the waist and bring me to new heights by tilting me back onto his thighs. The move also gives him a better view of watching his cock move in and out.

“Going to come… going to...”

“Yeah, you are. Come on your husband's cock like a good little wife, Rose,” he rumbles as he leans forward to take my nipple between his teeth.

I come with a chant on my lips.

“Husband. Husband. Husband.”

CHAPTER 22

I NEVER TOOK YOU FOR A SWIFTIE, HUSBAND.

Lachlan

My team keeps the promise of only making it a day trip. By the time Rose and I get cleaned up and back outside, they've been shown around the ranch enough to know it's a legit place. Each one steps up to help, following the instruction the Wrights give with ease. I take a few shots here and there for the guys to commemorate the day, making sure to get a few group selfies along the way too.

“Get over here, wife,” I tell Rose when she tries to hide from the photo of me and the team.

Shaking her head, she steps back with a grin. “I'm not on the team. This isn't for me.”

“You're with Loch, right?” Captain asks. She nods back slowly. “Then get your cute self over here, Mrs. Matthews.”

It's the first time I hear her name and mine blended together. It works perfectly. I decide it's going on the list of things I need fixed ASAP as a permanent fixture. Ring... Name... forever. And maybe one day kids, if she's open to the idea. I'll love her no matter the choice. Having her is all the family I need.

At the end of the day, a lot had changed. I had a closer bond with the guys after working together all day. My wife was more carefree and open than ever before. The Wrights finished all the ranch chores in record time AND wound up getting a couple of bonus things done too.

And to top it all off, I started a social media account. It was just Instagram since Captain said it was mostly a picture site. I wouldn't need to come up with groundbreaking captions or statuses to share. The pictures could speak for themselves.

Mine sure did.

My very first post was the group photo of the guys with Rose tucked into my side. Donnie had taken that shot to make sure we'd all fit in the frame. The team is grinning big time, while I'm staring down at my wife like she's my whole world. I captioned it with: A few of my favorite people in my favorite place.

Since then, my phone has blown up with notifications from people liking and commenting, texts from the guys congratulating me on popping my social media cherry, and even Todd jumping in to tell me he's proud I'm 'doing the right thing' with Rose. Though I don't know if what we're doing is the right thing. We're kind of making it up as we go as we let each day pass in the routine of a faux life we've built.

I can only hope we won't be faking it one day.