Long Hard Ride: Arranged Marriage, Brothers, Cowboy Romance (The Wild Wests Book 3) by Adriana French

Author:Adriana French [French, Adriana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Adriana French
Published: 2020-06-01T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

June

I’m smiling as I turn the wheel and guide my truck up the bumpy driveway. I’m going to need to fill all these potholes one of these days. But right now, it’s still Chuck’s house to me.

The only thing that’s different about it is the sexy-as-fuck, tight little cherry-hole waiting inside.

Every damn day, it’s a fucking struggle to keep my dick in my pants, and my lips off her mouth, or pussy for that matter. And after we fucked the first time, it’s been damn near impossible not to climb into bed with her, or bust into the shower and fuck her in there.

Every. Fucking. Second. I have to say no to my cock. No to her slick cunt. I can’t even be close to Brooke without getting a raging boner. It’s fucking pathetic. I’ve been jacking myself off two, three, four times a day. She’s turned me into a goddamn sixteen-year-old. Course, back then I’d fuck anything that moved. Not anymore. You’d think I’d call one of my hook-ups and get a little fucking relief, but I don’t have interest in anyone other than Brooke. No other pussy even comes close to my Brooke’s tight glove. I’m fucked. Fucked because I’m not being fucked.

I put the truck in park and head into the house. I could’ve stopped somewhere for a sandwich or eaten lunch with the crew, but I knew Brooke wasn’t planning on doing anything except staying home and painting. And even if I have to keep it in my pants, she’s still irresistible.

I can’t get enough of just looking at her, or getting a whiff. I’d bet she’s dripping for me twenty-four-seven, because I can smell it. She pretty much told me that now she’s fucked for the first time, her pussy is dying for more of my cock. I fucking knew it would.

I warned Brooke I’d ruin her for anyone else.

And now, for her, it’s no holds barred. She’s flat-out trying to tempt me again. I still have to remind her to put on a robe before I lose control and fuck her against a wall. Those big nipples are always hard on top of her goddamn melons—no matter what she’s wearing, I can always see them.

She’s not at her easel, but I see her painting is shaping up. I still don’t know what that sketch in the lower right corner is, but it has more definition now. And I don’t know what the fuck is happening to me, but I’m proud of Brooke for painting it.

I continue straight through the living room and into the kitchen. I wash my hands and aimlessly stare out the window over the sink. So that’s where she is.

I chuckle to myself. What the hell is she doing out there in a bikini? Jesus H. Christ. Those fucking curves are going to be the death of me. I dry my hands and keep my eyes locked on the perfect vision of her glistening tits, stomach, and thighs. Fuck, that bathing suit is small.

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