Obsessed Cowboy (Whiskey Run Cowboys Love Curves 1)
CJ is only a little over a year old, but he acts like he understands every word his dad says to him. He nods his head and leans it back onto my shoulder.
“Is that for me?” Carter asks, nodding toward the pie.
I nod, holding it up to him. He takes the plate and holds it up to his nose. “Blackberry? What’s the special occasion?”
He takes big bites of the pie, and I watch him enjoy it. “No special occasion. I just thought you’d need sustenance.”
I take the empty plate from him and look over at the other men. None of them seem to be paying any attention to us. “Yeah, I’m about to put CJ down for a nap and I thought you’d want to come to the house for a little while.”
I can feel my face heat as I say it, but I’m not ashamed to admit I want my husband. Sometimes I can sit on the porch for hours and watch him ride his horse. I’ve never seen a grander sight.
He leans down on the horse and jumps off the side before climbing the fence and meeting me on my side. He puts his arm around me and hollers over his shoulder, “Take care of the horses. I’ll be back.”
I’m speechless, knowing that no matter what he’s doing, he still puts my needs first. CJ coos at him, and he lifts him from my hip and carries him in his arms. “You know, you don’t have to bring me pie. If you need me, all you have to do is say the word. I’m yours.”
I quicken my step, and he does the same. “Fine. I need you.”
As soon as he walks in the door, he points toward our bedroom. “Give me five minutes to get the little guy down. I’ll be right there.”
I kiss CJ on the forehead and walk into our bedroom. I undress quickly and lie down on the bed. I don’t even worry about hiding under the covers or anything like I once did. Carter has proven over and over that he loves my body just the way it is.
Barely any time passes, and Carter is in the room, kicking off his shoes and undressing at the speed of light. I raise up on my elbows and look at his hard manhood. “I guess you need me too.”
He lies down on top of me, kissing me breathless. “Always, I’ll always need you.”
He doesn’t stop there. He spends the next hour showing me how much he loves me and exactly how much he needs me.