“Stop! Don’t, Master!”
He looked up, holding the chainsaw in both hands. His shoulders sagged. She hated seeing him in this state of sadness and guilt. “Jessie, why did you come here?”
“Because of you.”
“I don’t deserve you. I ignored your safe word. Hell, I was the reason you invoked it in the first place. I fucked up.”
“Yes, you did. If you hadn’t, you wouldn’t have told me how you felt.”
“It’s too late.”
“You cowboys can sometimes be so dense. It’s never too late.”
He sighed. “Let me finish what I came here to do, Jessie.”
“Why would you cut down that tree?”
“Because it created the monster that stands before you. The night Malcolm and Paul tied me to it changed me. I was a frightened little boy, but at least I had a heart then.”
“You still do.”
“Really? I frightened the woman I love into screaming her safe word, not during sex, but because I put my collar around her neck. Now, if you’ll excuse me…I want to cut this thing down for good.”
She knew that once Austin chopped the tree down, he would leave Wilde and her, for good. “You can’t, Master.”
He turned to her. “Why not?”
“That’s my tree, not yours.”
He studied her for the longest time. Then she watched his shoulders broaden, his chest expand, and his lips curl upward, transforming him back into the Dom she’d fallen in love with.
Austin placed the chainsaw on the ground, and stepped next to her. “I love you, pet.”
“I love you, Master.”
He touched her shoulder, and she felt her cheeks warm. “What shall I do with you?”
She looked at Denver’s cell, and noted the time. Two hours before the posse shows up. “If it pleases you, I’d like you to make love to me.”
“That would please me very much, sweetheart.” He nibbled on her neck, and hunger burned hot inside her. “I’m going to enjoy getting inside your sweet pussy. I’ve been thinking about it ever since you and I first met in my office.”
“Really?”
He laughed. “Yes. Really. You take my breath away, pet.”
“Thank you, Master.”
He unbuttoned her shirt, and then stripped off the last of her clothes. “Gorgeous.” He rested his hands on her sides at the top of her hips.
She bit her lip. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, Jessie.” Gazing intently, he stepped back and shucked his clothes. He reached down to his jeans and pulled out a condom from the front pocket. He rolled it down his fully erect cock.
Her cravings burned until her clit began to throb. “Master, we don’t have a blanket or your table. How are we going to do this?”
He pulled her in tight, and then lifted her off the ground until her legs were dangling. “I’m going to hold you, sweetheart.”
Jessie wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. He positioned her down, and she felt the tip of his cock. She stared into his dark eyes, and he smiled, causing a deep ache inside her pussy.