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  He lifts me off my feet and smiles at me. “You aren't getting mad that I’m being a possessive asshole?”

  “No, I love you how you are.” It’s the truth. I enjoy that he worries over me because it’s so different from how I grew up—another reason why we work so well together.

  “I’m going to hold you to that.” I wrap my legs around him as he starts to walk with me in his arms.

  “Where are we going?”

  “I told you that you looked hot when you were pissed. Now I gotta have you.” My body heats as he enters the barn.

  “You’re going to fuck me in the barn?” I ask before I nip his bottom lip.

  “Watch your mouth,” he growls.

  “Make me.” I raise my chin in challenge and lick my lips.

  “You asked for it.”

  Chapter Fourteen

  Judge

  When we walk into the barn, I kick the wooden door closed behind us, and it echoes through the empty building. This is one of the smaller barns on the edge of the property. We just keep tolls and wood for fencing out here, and there’s a little room in the back for storage.

  That’s where I’m headed as Kitty wiggles in my arms.

  “Is the big bad cowboy going to give me a ride?” Her eyebrows rise and her hips move as I go into the room and set her ass on the workbench.

  “I’m thinking of putting you on a saddle so I can keep you ready when I want it.” I push up the front of her sundress and yank her ass towards me.

  “Mmmm.” She hums appreciatively at the idea, and I shake my head.

  “You think of punishment as a reward.” I open the front of my jeans and pull out my hard length. “But what if I kept you from cumming the whole time?”

  With one quick tug of her panties to the side, I thrust into her wetness in one hard stroke. My cock is buried, and she cries out as I hold it there and let her adjust.

  “You wouldn’t,” she moans as I grip her ass with both hands and start to pump in and out.

  “Oh, you think so?” I stop my rhythm, and her eyes pop open to stare at me. “I love it when you’re good and pissed off. Imagine what you’d be like if I did this to you all day and didn’t let you get off.” I grin at the thought and she narrows her eyes.

  “You are evil.” She grips the front of my shirt and rocks her hips. She stops when I don’t let her get any purchase. “Two can play that game.”

  Suddenly I feel her pussy clench around my cock over and over, and I nearly choke on the tight grip. My knees threaten to buckle as she keeps on clenching, and I can’t take it anymore.

  With one hard plunge I’m pulling out and then fucking her like a desperate animal. “Goddamn that pussy of yours.”

  Her grin is wicked, and she knows she’s got me wrapped around her little finger. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t give her, including orgasms.

  “You’re lucky I love you so damn much,” I say before I lean forward and kiss her.

  Her mouth is hungry for mine as I fuck her hard and fast. Her fingers grip my short hair, and I’ve practically got her lifted off the table with the hold I have on her ass.

  “I love you too, Judge,” she moans while I rub my cock over her clit.

  “Did you get this wet on the way over here to yell at me?” The sound of her desire is sticky and slick. “Bet you knew what you’d get when you raised your voice at me in front of everyone.”

  I smack her ass hard and then thrust deeper at the same time. She cries out and throws her head back as her body tightens.

  “Yes, oh shit, Judge, yes.”

  “Watch that mouth.” I slap her ass again, and this time it’s the sting that sends her over the edge.

  She’s panting and sweaty as I cum inside of her, and I feel the pulses of her orgasm on my cock. Her climax is pulling my own from me, and even now, I’m ready to go again.

  As she catches her breath, I rest my forehead against hers. “Think you can stand?”

  “No.” She laughs and shakes her head. “My legs are jelly.”

  “Guess I’ll just hold you up for round two.”

  Her eyes widen as I pull out and turn her over on the table. “Ass out, Kitty. You’re not going anywhere.”

  She calls out my name when I enter her from behind and thrust deep. I grab her thigh and raise her knee up so she’s open wider and can take more. She’s so fucking wet from her own climax and my cum. I love the sound of how slippery she is when I thrust into her soft pussy.

  “Oh god, it’s too much,” she protests, yet her ass pushes back against me on every stroke.

  We’ve done this before, and I know she can take it. She’s afraid of the orgasm coming before it feels too big, but it’s always worth it.

  “Do it for me, Kitty.” Deeper and deeper I take her until I feel my balls slapping her pussy. “Take all of it for me.”

  She lies forward on the table, and I reach around her hip to play with her pussy. It’s drenched, and the feel of it makes me growl.

  “So close,” she breathes, and I know because I can feel it coming.

  “Whose is it?” I demand as I smack her ass.

  “Yours, Judge,” she answers quickly. “Always yours.”

  “Tell me you love me.”

  “I love you so much.”

  When I thrust deep, I pop her pussy with my hand one quick time, and it’s enough to send her over the edge. She cries out so loudly her throat is going to be sore, and I smile like the devil that stole an angel and follow her over the edge.

  This time is so much harder than the last, and damn, does it feel good. My own legs are protesting right now, but I have to stand up in order to catch Kitty. I give her a moment to catch her breath before I pull out, and we groan at the loss of connection.

  I put my wet dick back in my jeans and then put her panties and dress back in place. It doesn’t matter because her panties are ruined, and there’s already cum all over the inside of her legs.

  When she turns over, I pull her in my arms and carry her over to the small chair in the corner. I sit down with her in my lap, and she cuddles against me like a baby lamb.

  “That was fun,” she sighs dreamily, and I shake my head.

  “This is no way to teach you a lesson.”

  “I don’t know. I think you did a great job.”

  I kiss the top of her head and rest my cheek there as I hold her in the quiet of the barn. There’s still so much we have ahead of us, and although I might always be worried about losing her, I can’t wait for all the ways she’s going to push boundaries. Maybe that’s really the secret to a long and lasting marriage. Always have that little extra push and pull so that it makes the moments in between so much sweeter.

  Epilogue

  Kitty

  Many months later…

  “Look at this line!” my sister squeals with excitement. I have a booth set up at the town fair this year with my sign—Sweet Treat by Kitty Russo—hanging over the front. It was a surprise from Judge this morning, and I might have cried.

  I even have a few girls running the booth for me since I prefer to bake. I’m not sure how great I’d be at customer interaction, plus I know I’m going to need extra hands with how things have been going.

  “I know, it’s crazy to me.” It’s only been eight months since I started this venture. When the coffee shop in town, Brew Up, started selling my treats, it exploded.

  They ran out of stock every day, and people wanted to place orders as well. It was overwhelming at first, but my sweet, supportive husband went and added a catering kitchen to our home. Along with hiring a couple of girls to help out every day.

  “I knew you could do it.” She bumps her shoulder with mine. “How does Judge handle all this?”

  “He’s proud of me. I mainly work when he does so I think the only thing he’s not a fan of is the attention I get around town now. Everyone knows who I am.”

  Dotty lets out a giggle in understanding. Her husband is the same way. I’m just happy that ou
r husbands get along so well.

  “Should we go find the guys?” I ask, looking back over my shoulder. I’m surprised they haven't hunted us down, but they might think we’re busy working.

  “They’re over at the rodeo.” I take off the long-sleeve shirt I’m wearing over my tank top and tie it around my waist. Dotty raises her eyebrows at me.

  “What? I have a shirt on underneath it and it’s burning up.”

  “If you say so.” She smirks. “Your boobs look bigger.”

  I look down at them, and she’s right. The bra did feel a little snug when I put it on this morning.

  “Are you saying I should lay off my own treats?” I tease her.

  “Shut up. I was fishing to find out if you’re pregnant. How wonderful would it be if we were pregnant together?”

  “I wouldn't be upset about it. It’s bound to happen with how Judge and I go at it all the time.” I’m a little shocked that I wasn't knocked up months ago.

  “When was your last period?” she asks under her breath so no one else can hear.

  My mind blanks. I’ve been so busy I haven’t really paid much attention. “I can’t remember,” I say, and Dotty’s whole face lights up with excitement.

  “You should use my doctor. She’s wonderful.”

  “You want to get a corn dog? I’m craving some mustard.”

  “Mustard? You hate mustard. Why are you changing the subject?”

  “Cause I’m hungry?” I also don’t want to get my hopes up. I’m not too worried about it because it will happen when it happens. Judge hasn't said much about kids, but I know he wants some. He knows I’m not on birth control, and he’s never used a condom.

  “Yeah, I could go for a corn dog too. Fair food is the best.” I nod in agreement as we start our search but get distracted by fried Oreos. My phone starts to buzz in my pocket when we finally find a corn dog stand. I can’t answer because my hands are full, and Dotty looks to be having the same problem.

  “I guess I need to eat fast,” I joke, taking a giant bite of the corn dog so my hands will be free. “Oh man,” I complain as mustard drops onto my white shirt. “I think my husband planned that so I’ll have to put my other shirt back on.” Dotty laughs as I try to polish off the rest of my food quickly.

  “I’ve never seen someone deep throat a corn dog like that.” I turn to see a couple of guys about my age staring at me. “Let me get that.” The man reaches out and swipes the mustard off my shirt with his thumb, right across my breast.

  “Oh man, I made it worse.” He starts to bring his thumb to his mouth, but a giant hand wraps around his wrist to stop him.

  “Did you just touch my wife?” Judge growls, and I love that sound because it can turn me on instantly.

  The man has to lean his head back to look up at Judge. My husband looms over the guy, looking fit to be tied.

  “I-I didn't know, sir,” he stutters.

  “She’s got a giant fucking ring on her finger, not that it matters. You don't reach out and touch a woman without her permission.” His hold on the man must tighten because he lets out a low whimper.

  “Everything okay here, Judge?” Sheriff Kent asks. The man looks relieved that the sheriff is here—as if that would stop Judge.

  “This asshole thinks he can touch women any way he wants.”

  Kent narrows his eyes on the guy. “I’ve got it from here,” he tells Judge.

  After a moment of hesitation, Judge reluctantly lets the guy go. Kent puts him in cuffs and I’m sure he’s getting kicked out of our town. We watch as both of them are escorted out of the fair while Dotty fights a smile. Clay’s got his arm around her, and they’re both enjoying the show.

  “I didn't want him to swipe my boob.” I really hadn't, but damn, that possessive look Judge has got on his face is making me tingle all over.

  “Are you ready, wife?” he asks.

  “I don’t think you’re really asking.” I take the last bite of my corn dog and nod.

  “Right,” he agrees, and I let out a squeal when he lifts me off my feet into his arms like a brute. I wrap my arms around him as we head toward his truck.

  “Are you gonna fuck me in the truck?” I ask as I bite my lip with excitement.

  “Mouth,” he growls.

  “Okay, you can fuck my mouth,” I tease him.

  “You’re lucky your little ass is pregnant, or I’d bend you over the tailgate and spank you.” I lift my head to look at him.

  “You think?”

  “I know, sweetheart.”

  “I love you so damn much, Judge. You really do know how to make a girl's dreams come true.”

  “Only yours. You’re all that matters.”

  Epilogue

  Judge

  Ten years later…

  It’s so sunny outside that it’s hard to open my eyes as we lie stretched out on the blanket. I hear the kids arguing about whose turn it is to feed the swans, but I just ignore them as I burrow deeper against Kitty.

  “Those swans are going to be so fat,” she laughs as I squeeze her thigh.

  “Let them enjoy it, and we can enjoy the alone time.”

  Kitty sighs as she rolls over next to me, and I feel her hand on my face. “Have I ever told you how much I love you?” she asks, and I smile.

  “Not today, so you better do it.” When I open my eyes, she’s sitting up on her elbow to look down at me, and there’s a halo of sunshine around her.

  “Mama, can we go to the barn and look at the baby lambs?” our oldest asks, and she looks over and nods.

  “Just ask Shane to help you with the latch.”

  Our three boys take off in the direction of the barn and Kitty watches them go. “How long do you think we have?” I ask as I run my hand down her arm.

  “Probably about fifteen minutes.” She looks down at me and smiles. “Tops.”

  “I can work with that.”

  I hop up and take her hand, and she squeals when I pull her into my arms. “Where are we going?”

  “Just over here. We’ll be fine.”

  “Judge, what if someone sees us?” Her cheeks flush, and she looks around, but she doesn’t pull away to stop me.

  “Nobody will see,” I answer as we walk into the gazebo and I take a seat on the bench. “Just pull your dress up and we’ll be fine.”

  She stands between my legs, looking over her shoulder in the direction the kids came, but I tug on her hand to get her attention.

  “Hey.” When she looks at me, I grin. “Come sit on my lap and let me love on my wife.”

  She only hesitates for a second before she’s reaching for the edge of her dress, and I’m unbuckling my belt. I’m so damn excited to be inside her warmth, my cock nearly bursts through the zipper on its own before I can get it out.

  I grunt when she reaches for it, and her small hand wraps around the shaft. She squeezes it, and I grab the back of her knee to pull her forward. I lean back a little as I help her straddle me and push her dress up. When I see she’s not wearing any panties, I look up at her with wide eyes.

  “You mean you’ve had this out and ready for the taking all day and I’m just now finding out?”

  “Surprise.” She wiggles above my shaft, teasing me and testing her wetness.

  “Damn you, Kitty, I’m going to spank your ass red.” She whimpers when I slap one cheek and she lowers slowly onto my shaft. “Fuck.”

  “Mmm, you always feel so good.” She closes her eyes and lets her head fall back as my cock sinks deeper and deeper.

  “It's been hard since I woke up and you weren’t in bed with me.”

  When her pussy settles all the way down on my dick, I hold her there and just feel her tightness surround me. It’s hot and wet, and I just want to stay joined like this forever.

  She rocks back and forth, testing my girth, and I feel her pussy clench as she grinds her clit. It’s always like the first time, and I can’t ever get enough. The more I make love to my wife, the more I want to do it.

/>   Even with all she has going on with her business, and me running a farm, our family is always the priority. But every night when we get into bed, there’s only the two of us and nothing else. Those nights and early mornings are moments I live for. And when we can get a quick afternoon delight like this, all the better.

  “Next time you try to get out of our bed without me, I’m going to remind you why I need you when I wake up.”

  “That doesn’t sound like a threat at all, cowboy.” She rocks again, and this time it’s my turn to moan.

  “You’re going to make me cum like this, and you know it.” I grab her hips, and she pouts a little.

  “But I like when you cum. It feels so good.” She clenches again, and I curse.

  “Stop it.”

  “I can’t. Now all I’m doing is thinking about you cumming inside me.” She clenches over and over, and I bury my face in her tits.

  “You’re killing me.” I reach between us and rub her pussy with my thumb as I stroke her clit.

  “Oh god, right there.”

  I do as she demands, and I rub while I thrust up. She’s so fucking wet and needy that I know I’m not going to last much longer. I’m just trying to make sure she gets off first.

  With a few more quick passes over her clit, her legs tense, and she arches back as she comes apart in my arms. Her pussy slicks my shaft as she grinds down and calls out my name. I love watching her climax because there’s nothing sweeter than seeing her lost in pleasure.

  Just as I thrust up and I’m about follow her over the edge, I hear our kids calling for us in the distance.

  “Fuck,” I growl as Kitty’s eyes widen, and she tries to scramble off my lap. “No, no, no, no.” I go to stop her, but the evil wench laughs.

  “Sorry, big guy, but looks like you’ll have to wait a little longer.” She puts her dress in place as I try unsuccessfully to stuff my soaking wet cock back in my jeans.