Guarding Forever

He lost his mind when her aching core searched for satisfaction against his shaft. “I need you, Hope.” He stood up and took off his belt, followed by gingerly lowering his zipper so he could finally breathe. The bulge that wasn’t the least bit hidden had been freed, causing Hope’s mouth to water with her intent clear in her eyes. Sucking his cock always turned her on, but Gage wasn’t having that tonight. He shook his head and pointed to the mattress. She smirked, knowing the effect she had on her husband.

He was too worked up to let her talented mouth loose on him. “No, your mouth has been teasing me all night. Now, I need to be in your warmth.” Standing there in all his naked glory, he waited for her to behave, grabbing his shaft and stroking it.

“Since you can’t keep your eyes off my dick, get on all fours, Mrs. Gibson.” He knew how much she loved to be ridden hard. He didn’t trust himself with her round ass in his face, but those gorgeous eyes were too wicked for him to take. With a swat on her ass, she got on her knees, jutting her ass out for him. Her lace panties soaked with creamy need caught Gage’s attention. He dipped his finger past the material and listened to the sound of her pussy sucking up his finger.

“You need it, baby, don’t you?”

“Yes. God, Gage. I need you.” He bent down, hooked his fingers under the lace band, and dragged them off her body and then pressed his greedy tongue into her slit. She gasped and moaned, arching her back and pushing her ass into his face. His fingertips dug into her cheeks as he ate her out from behind. Pulling off her pulsing pussy, he replaced his mouth with his thick rod, thrusting home.

“Your pussy is so damn delicious. I almost came eating you up. But I want to be balls deep into your slit when I nut. I want to feel your walls flex out of control as you come for me. Spread them thighs wider.” He pushed her forward and climbed onto the bed, drilling her faster and faster. She turned to stare at him, and he could see that she was ready to come hard. Reaching around, he pinched her clit, sending her flying over the edge and taking him with her. He came, dumping every last drop of come inside her. Pregnant or not, he loved to fill Hope up with all of his load. He pulled out of his wife and fell to the side, tugging her down beside him.

“Now I’m going to sleep well.” She sighed. Just then the baby woke up wailing. As she started to get up, he pushed her back down.

“I’ll deal with the baby. You need sleep. I’m not done with you tonight.” He winked, then slipped on some pajama pants and went to get the baby. Hope smiled after being thoroughly well-fucked and fell into deep sleep.

Chapter 5

The middle of July swept brutally through Texas with a massive heat wave and still no contact from Cummings. Unfortunately, with the constant intense heat, many of the cameras glitched, so the security company was coming up to install cooling systems and heat-resistant housings.

Many of the fields were feeling the burn as well, limiting the pastures. Gage had forgotten all of the little nuances that could turn a good day into a bad one on a cattle ranch. Lately, he had a lot of bad ones.

To Hope’s dismay, Gage found himself working longer hours out in the field. She wanted her husband home more often, but that wasn’t in the cards at the moment.

This morning she decided to work on her computer in the office to keep herself busy. As soon as Gage left with Bill, she fed Johnny, played with him, and then set him up in his play yard with the monitor next to her desk. She would bring him into the office, but she needed a few minutes alone.

Hope checked her email at eight thirty, most of it spam or bills, but one caught her attention. It came from an email address that looked personal. Why she clicked on it, she didn’t know, but when she did, her heart nearly burst out of her chest.

Dear daughter,

It’s so wonderful to see you filling out with my second grandchild. I miss you terribly. I wish you the best. Your mother would be pleased. Let’s do lunch one day.

Love always, your father.

She gasped at the brief message. Her hand fisted the mouse extremely tightly to the point that the hardened plastic cracked. She hadn’t realized it until the plastic pinched her palm. “Ouch.” The mark was small, but she had a blood blister building up under the skin. Ignoring it, she went back to the email.