Stud in Texas (Rugged and Risque 4)

“Jesus,” Sam ground out. “Tight and wet. You feel incredible.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I really have missed you. My nights are hell without you.”

He kissed her, then said, “Maybe someday, we’ll forgo the condoms.”

Sky grinned. “You want kids?”

“I want everything,” he said in a territorial voice. “With you.”

Emotion gripped her. “Sam.” She sighed against his lips. “You really are something else.”

She kissed him as they moved together, their liploc

k turning as searing as their lovemaking. Sam picked up the pace and her hips undulated. His cock filled and stretched her, eliciting fiery sensations that consumed her. Their tempo increased. He thrust deep into her, causing her to wrench her mouth from his and suck in a sharp breath.

“Come with me,” she said.

Sam let out a low growl. Sky rode him a bit faster. His grip on her waist tightened.

“You make me lose all control,” he told her in a strained voice.

“I just can’t get enough of you.”

He thrust harder and everything within her exploded. She cried out his name. Squeezed his cock, milking it.

“That’s good, darlin’,” he whispered. “Just that like.”

And seconds later, she felt his thick shaft pulse inside her. His body convulsed.

“Oh Christ, I love you,” he said on a harsh breath.

Sky collapsed against him. He embraced her.

When their wicked panting slowed, he said, “Marry me.”

“Yes.”

She didn’t have to think twice about it. She’d finally, finally, gotten it right.

With Sam Bennett.

Epilogue

Three months later

The double wedding ceremony was held on the event lawn of the inn. Seemed all of Wilder had gathered for the nuptials, not to mention Sky’s family, her friends from Luckenbach and a few celebs she remained in contact with, including Silver Monroe and her new husband, Kolby Marx. Sky and Sam had attended their wedding weeks before in Hawaii.

Sam’s parents came down from Dallas and took an instant liking to Sky—not a big surprise, given her bit of fame. Though, Sam had to admit that his dad and Judith expressed a sincere amount of sympathy for Sky’s recent troubles, and Sam respected their compassion, unexpected though it was.

The dual nuptials broke the record for most guests the inn had hosted, and it took hiring temporary chefs, servers and bussers from Austin and San Antonio to pull off the reception, which had to take place both indoors and outdoors.

Parquet flooring had been laid out down by the lake for those who wanted to dance. Two bands alternated playing—Sky’s choice, of course, being the Waylon Jennings tribute band.

Sam twirled her around the dance floor.

He smiled at her and said, “Darlin’, I didn’t think you could get any prettier. I was wrong. You’re doing more than taking my breath away tonight.”

She beamed. “That’s because I am deliriously happy.”