His to Own by Tory Baker

His to Own by Tory Baker

Author:Tory Baker [Baker, Tory]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-05-12T00:00:00+00:00


FIFTEEN

LAWSON

“I figured I’d find you out here.” When I woke up, Juniper wasn’t wrapped around me. It took me a minute to shake the sleep off and realize she must have gotten out of bed without me. Apparently, keeping her fed, relaxing in the sun, and not worrying nearly as much has me conking out and sleeping like a damn rock. A few minutes later, I got up, did my morning routine, walked into the kitchen, and saw the pot of coffee was brewed and the light glowing, indicating it hadn’t been sitting there for hours. I poured myself a cup, walked to the sliding glass door, and found my woman.

“About time you woke up, sleepy head.” She tips her head back, looking up at me. Juniper has a blanket spread beneath her on the grassy bank. A small creek runs through this side of the property and allows for a nice place to sit and enjoy the beauty of nature.

“Someone wore me out earlier,” I tease her. She’s propped up on her elbows, wearing my shirt from yesterday and giving me a delicious view of her upper thighs. I’d bet anything she’s naked beneath the cotton fabric, too.

“By the looks of it, not at all.” I’m wearing a pair of jeans, button undone, and she’s not wrong. My cock is rock hard as I imagine how she’d look taking my length to the back of her throat while I fuck her face.

“You’re out here, and the sun is shining. All is fucking well.” I bend down to place my cup of coffee out of the way. Where Juniper is, I’ll be right there beside her, behind her, or in front of her. I feel her hand touch the back of my calf, squeezing it gently, letting me know she needs me. Our days together without the outside world closing in on us have done a world of good. She's usually a workaholic yet hasn’t once asked when we’re heading back, and while I brought my work with me, not a lick of it has been done since we’ve figured our shit out together. Nothing else matters except Juniper and our unborn child.

“Are you coming to sit with me?” she asks with hopefulness in her tone.

“Damn straight. Sit up, baby,” I tell her as I drop to my knees, situating my body until my legs are on the outside of hers, her back to my chest, and I pull her further back so she can rest against me. “You good?” She doesn’t respond verbally but instead nods, hair tickling my nose since I bent my head to whisper the question into her ear.

“Perfect.” She gives me more of her weight, relaxing further, and I grab my mug.

“Damn straight.” I take a sip of my coffee before putting it back on the ground and away from the blanket. There’s something I’ve been itching to do with Juniper since taking her on the back deck.

“Lawson.” The tips of my fingers slide along



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