“I’d love having Dawson around all the time. Show him the real ranch lifestyle and watch him grow up here. Then we can give him a few siblings along the way.”
Rowan chokes as she takes a sip and starts coughing.
“Too soon?” I tease.
“Not according to Grandma Bishop.”
I waggle my brows, getting a giggle out of her. “Back up, Cowboy. You’re a few years too soon.”
“Years?” I frown.
“Just because Riley jumped into marriage and having a kid doesn’t mean you should,” she scolds. “Well, besides the kid you already have, but you know what I mean.”
I cup her face and smirk. “Alright, got it. Make you my wife before knocking you up, just like Grandma B said.”
“Precisely.” The blush on her cheeks is adorable, though I know she tries to hide it. Talking about our future doesn’t scare me in the least. I’ve been ready for Rowan for as long as I can remember.
“Then right now, I’ll make sure to enjoy having you all to myself.” I grab her hips and lift her body until she wraps her legs around me.
“Yes, please.” She laughs when I trip over the stool as I rush out of the kitchen and into my bedroom. “If you don’t kill us in the process.”
Once I successfully set her down on the bed, I tower over her and crash my lips to hers. Settling between her legs, she arches her back. Rowan rubs against me, and while my cock’s already hard, she’s making it harder.
“Shit…that already feels amazing.” I chuckle.
Her hands slide beneath my shirt, and she scratches her nails down my chest. I want to take things slow and really show her how much I love her, but she’s just as ravenous as I am.
Groaning, I try to hold on to my willpower, but it’s a losing battle with her. Rowan’s skin is so soft, and all I want to do is touch and kiss her all night long.
“Fuck it.” I lean back and grip my shirt behind my neck, then pull it off.
Rowan giggles and openly gawks at me. “I could stare at that eight-pack all damn day.” She licks her lips and waggles her brows.
“You’re gonna be doing a lot more than just starin’.”
“Arrogant,” she mocks. “But yes, take off those jeans.”
I hurriedly undress, then help her out of her shorts and top. Staring down at her, I’m still so amazed she’s mine. Shocked, really.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” The corner of her lips tilts up.
“Feels surreal.”
“What does?”
“You being mine, and the world finally knowing.” I rub my thumb along her cheek. “Being able to tell you how much I love you.”
She leans up on her elbows, then cups the back of my neck until my face is close to hers. Rowan’s lips crash into mine, and she releases a low hum when our tongues dance together.
“I love you, too,” she whispers as we rest our foreheads together. “I’m gonna try really hard not to let my issues with my past relationships mess this up. It almost did already.”
“Between me having no relationship experience and the douchebags you’ve dated, we’re a match made in heaven,” I tease, tipping her chin up. “Don’t worry. We’ve got this, baby.”
I pull her in for a deep kiss, and when she moans, I shift our bodies until she’s on top of me.
“I wanna watch you ride me.” I fist my dick and pump it a couple of times.
Rowan pops a brow. “Ride your cock or your face?”
“Shit. Both.”
She laughs, placing her palms on my chest to lift herself. Slowly, she slides down my length, and with every inch, I smile wider at the vision in front of me. Rowan’s a gorgeous woman, but she’s also stunning inside. Once you get through her hard exterior, she really shows who she is. Funny, hard-working, loyal as hell. Sometimes a little crazy, but those are all the qualities I love about her.
Even at thirteen, she was beating all the guys at barrel racing.
“Jesus,” I hiss between gritted teeth, grabbing one of her breasts. “Your tits bouncing in my face is hot as fuck.”
Rowan rotates her hips, taking me even deeper as she increases her pace. She leans back, and I nearly come at the sight of her body on display for me. Her adorable braids, her smooth, soft skin, the cute freckles on her shoulders—I can’t fucking get enough.
I bring the pad of my thumb between us and rub her clit in quick circles until her back straightens, and she moans out my name.
“That was sexy as hell,” I tell her, wrapping an arm around her waist to flip us over.
She squeals, hanging on before I drop her underneath me.
“Bend over. You and those braids are driving me insane.”
Rowan turns, and I immediately grip her hips, positioning her into place. I line us up and slowly re-enter her, feeling her tight walls around me. She feels so damn good, and my heart nearly bursts at the emotions bubbling inside me. I’ve never made love to a woman before Rowan.