I cry out a muffled cry into his hand, whimpering, my whole body clenching tight as his words blaze through me. He fucks his cock into me again, pinning me to the desk and making my whole world melt as he starts to move faster and faster. God, we’re both still dressed—my jeans around my knees and my soaked panties pulled to the side. And this is so insane with everyone downstairs thinking I’m grabbing extra canned olives for the salad from the storage in the basement, and thinking Law just went upstairs to change his shirt.
But maybe that’s the thrill of this. Whatever it is, I’m already close. I’m already whimpering for release, my walls clenching down tight around his thick girth, my arousal dripping down my fingers and down his slick shaft.
“Get rid of everyone, huh?” I roll my eyes. Or at least, I try to with the pleasure clenching through me. “I think it was your idea to have this little get together in the first—oh fuck. FUCK,” I cry out as his and clamps over my mouth again.
It was, but really, this was a long time coming. Yes, they were all there at our small wedding, but it’s taken up until now I think for everyone to come around and get on board with what we are. And what we have. Yes, part of it is Law’s history. And part of it is his being so much older than me.
But I don’t think there’s any denying any more how good we fit together. Or how happy we make each other.
So that’s why everyone is downstairs. That’s why they’re all here at our new house up in the hills of Sugar County for a good old fashioned Sunday dinner. There’s Colton and Tara, and of course Shepherd and Chastity. Shepard also had a run in the pro circuit of rodeo, though he was never at the level Colton was. He ended up going a little — by which I mean a lot — down the outlaw route of things, something I turned a pretty willful blind eye to. In the end though, he found his own way. And hey, that outlaw life got him Chastity and the small fortune they’re sitting on now.
There’s Silas and Winona. Those two keep pretty quiet about how in the world they met, but, I’m done prying. Just like us, they’re happy, and really, what else do you need? Silas’s distillery and brand that Law owns a huge chunk of is doing gangbusters too. A couple of A-list celebrities Instagrammed themselves with some of his whiskey, and that got it some prominent placement in a Hollywood blockbuster. Since then, Liquor King Distilleries is sold out of stock they haven’t even made yet.
And then there’s Tucker and Walker, the two guys from up the street when we were growing up who came on back to Sugar County too. The both of them were Marines for a while over in Afghanistan. And after that, they were long-haul truckers running things for Lawson. Things like guns, actually. But then, that was back when he was still in the process of getting out of that life. They’re here with their… Well, I guess Sierra isn’t technically their wife, cause, you know, laws. But for all intents and purposes, she is.
Yeah, to both of them. I can’t quite wrap my head around how that particular little ménage works, but judging from the pretty much perpetual grin and blush on her face, I’d say it’s working out just fine.
“Hey! Law! You coming down or what?”
It’s Silas yelling up to where we’re locked in the home office, and I shiver as Law thrusts into me deeper, and harder.
“We — oh God — we have to hurry!” I squeal, moaning wildly as his perfect, thick, big cock starts to fuck me harder. His muscled hips crash into my ass again and again, his grooved abs rippling against me and his heavy, cum-filled balls slapping my fingers and my clit as he thrusts into me.
“Well then someone better stop being a stubborn little girl and fucking come for me, shouldn’t she?” he groans back into my ear. His hand leaves my mouth, pushing down into my shirt and cupping one of my breasts. He pinches my aching nipple, bringing a cry of pleasure to my lips as I roll my fingers over my clit. I bump against the desk again and again, and papers and pens and things go cascading across the floor as Law grips me tighter and drives that big cock into me over and over again.
And suddenly, I know I’m going to fall. Suddenly, I know I’m going to shatter for him.
“Be a good girl and come for me, angel,” he hisses into my ear. “Come for me, and I’ll give you every drop of my cum. I’m gonna fill this naughty little cunt up with my cum, and then I’m going to slip these panties back into place and send you back down to our guests. Then we’re going to eat dinner, and when I’m sitting across from you, I’m going to look at you and know. I’m going to know that this tiny little thong is soaking through with my cum. I’m going to know that my seed is leaking out of you while you sit there smiling at our guests and making conversation.”
He growls animalistically, pounding into me, his fingers rolling my nipple and gripping my ass tight.
“So come for me, baby girl. Make that pretty pussy come all over me. Because later, I’m gonna make you scream.”
He drives in deep, and as my fingers roll across my slick, dripping clit, I crash over that edge.
I’m about to scream, but Law twists my head around and kisses me fiercely, swallowing my cries of pleasure. I can feel him roar into my mouth as the orgasm slams through me, shaking me to my core. He rolls his hips, grinding his cock so deep inside of me as I come screaming into his mouth, and then, I can feel him.
His gorgeous cock pulses so deep inside of me, and I can feel him swell up somehow even bigger before suddenly, he’s coming with me. Hot, powerful jets of his cum blast into me, pumping deep against my womb as I clench and ripple around his length. My knees shake, and my whole body trembles as I just come for him over and over, until I’m panting and sagging against the desk.
Law groans, and slowly he slips his cock wetly from between my thighs. He quickly tugs my panties back into place, and I whimper, blushing as I feel his thick cum already starting to leak out of me and soak into them.
“Right here,” he growls, his hand cupping my pussy through my panties. His finger strokes across my lips, feeling how wet and sticky my panties are.
“Later,” he groans into my ear. “Later I want you to show me what a mess you’ve made of your panties, baby girl.”
Fuck. I could let him talk to me like that all. Fucking. Day.
But then there’s Tara calling my name downstairs, and I know our time is up. Law kisses me again as I tug my clothes back into place, and I reach out and give that amazing cock of his one more stroke with my hand before he tucks himself back into his pants.
We could head back downstairs separately to avoid suspicion. But, fuck that. It’s our house, after all. So we walk back down the stairs and join everyone else together, hand-in-hand. Besides, I think it’s only Tara and Sierra that notice it anyways — it and the glow on my face. And both of them just grin at me, their lips sealed.
And then, it’s dinner. It’s family, and friends, all eating together and sharing drinks and laughs until late into the night. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
And when everyone leaves, and after we clean up?
Well, Law keeps his word.
Oh does he…
The End.
Also by Madison Faye
Sugar County Boys:
Bucking Bronco
Long Hard Truckers
Rough Rider
Country Liquor
Breaking His Law
Blackthorn Mountain Men:
Claiming His Mountain Bride
His Captive Mountain Virgin
Her Mountain Baby Daddies
His Big Mountain Axe
His Hard Mountain Wood
Her Rough Mountain Outlaw
Blackthorn Mountain #7 (December 2018)
Sofa King:
Sofa King Hard
Sofa King Wrong (December 2018)
Royally Screwed:
King Sized
Royal Brat
Daddy Duke
Prick Charming
Filthy Ever After
Once Upon A Scandal
Royally Screwed #7 (January, 2019)
He
r Daddies:
Double Daddies
Triple Daddies
Bad Medicine Series:
Doctor Babymaker
Doctor O-Maker
“Dirty Bad Things” Series:
Hard Core
Pretty Dirty
Rough Stuff
“Innocence Claimed” Series:
His Little Bad Girl
Tempting Daddy’s Boss
Paying The Debt
“The Triple Crown Club” Series:
Royally Shared
Royally Claimed
Royally Tempted
“Possessing Beauty” Series:
Beasting Beauty
Stealing Beauty
Sharing Beauty
Hunting Beauty
Possessing Beauty
“Forbidden” Series:
Flirting With The Law
Breaking Her Innocence
“Three Times” Series:
Bossed Three Times
Taken Three Times
Paid For Three Times
“Twice” Series:
Twice Driven
Twice Bossed
Twice Tackled
“First Time” Series:
Legal
Professor
Freshman
Standalones:
Trick And Treat
Sugar & Spice
Five Card Studs
Dear Stepbrother, I Want You
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