She giggled while power-walking to their room. She didn’t wait for him to shut the door before tossing her dress over her head. She’d been as equally horny and needed to have Gage between her legs any way he pleased as long as she came for him. Knowing Gage, it would be more than once.
Having slipped off her dress, Hope stood there in a pair of lacy white panties and bra. Her small baby bump added to the territorial caveman that Gage became with her. He took pride in knowing she carried his baby, and that turned him on beyond belief. He tugged his white T-shirt over his head while Hope gazed in adoration at his perfectly sculpted body.
“My cowboy,” she purred, running her hands over his abs and up his chest. Taking her hands off of him, he gripped her wrists with one strong hand of his. “Time for a shower, love.”
“Let’s go.” He carried her there as if she couldn’t manage the task on her own, but it was because he loved having his hands on her soft, curvy ass. With her in his arms, he twisted the shower spray on and then set her down and unclasped her bra. She let the straps fall, exposing her hard nipples to his gorgeous eyes. He bent down and kissed her lips and then sucked her tit into his mouth and then proceeded to worship the other. “Time to go in.”
She dropped her head back, giving Gage more of her neck to taste. His strong hand cupped the base of her skull as he skimmed his lips over her heated flesh. “Ah,” she moaned, sliding her hands over his broad shoulders as they flexed with sexual tension.
“Gage,” she whimpered as a call for more, rolling her hips and grazing his cock through his jeans.
He lost his mind when her aching core searched for satisfaction against his shaft. “I need you, Hope.” He stood up and took off his belt, followed by gingerly lowering his zipper so he could finally breathe. The bulge that wasn’t the least bit hidden had been freed, causing Hope’s mouth to water with intent clear in her eyes. Sucking his cock always turned her on, but Gage wasn’t having that tonight. He shook his head and pointed the shower.
He was too worked up to let her talented mouth loose on him. “Let’s wash all this sweat off and then I’ll get you all dirty again.” He took his time scrubbing every inch of body while staying out of the water, hoping the cool air would calm his dick down, but every time he grazed her hard nipples or round ass, his dick forgot it was cold.
“Sir, it seems it’s my turn to wash you.” She took the soap and cloth from him and began a thorough wash of him. His knees nearly buckled when she skimmed the edge of his stomachright above his growing arousal. “Is something wrong?” she asked looking up at him with innocent eyes and a wicked smile that told all lies.
“Nothing,” Gage choked out. She dropped the towel and used her hands to clean his length.
He pulled them both under the spray and washed the soap off them. “Wow, it looks like you’re nice and clean.” As soon as they were rinsed, he turned the water off.
“You need it, baby, don’t you?” He questioned as he reached for the towels outside the shower.
“Yes. God, Gage. I need you.” He chuckled and then wrapped them up before carrying her into their bedroom.
“Yes, but I didn’t get dessert, and you know how much I love it.” He bent down pressed his greedy tongue into her slit. She gasped and moaned, arching her back and pushing her mound into his face. His fingertips dug into her cheeks as he ate her out. Pulling off her pulsing pussy, he replaced his mouth with his thick rod, thrusting home.
“Your pussy is so damn delicious. I almost came eating you up. But I want to be balls deep into your slit when I nut. I want to feel your walls flex out of control as you come for me. Spread them thighs wider.” He pushed her forward and climbed onto the bed, drilling her faster and faster. She stare at him, and he could see that she was ready to come hard.
He pinched her clit, sending her flying over the edge and taking him with her. He came, dumping every last drop of come inside her. Pregnant or not, he loved to fill Hope up with all of his load. The feral, primal desire always drove him to it. He pulled out of his wife and fell to the side, tugging her down beside him.
“Now I’m going to sleep well.” She sighed. Just then the baby woke up wailing. As she started to get up, he pushed her back down.
“I’ll deal with the baby. You need sleep. I’m not done with you tonight.” He winked, then slipped on some pajama pants and went to get the baby. Hope smiled after being thoroughly well-fucked and was in a deep sleep by the time Gage returned to the bedroom.
Chapter Six
The middle of July brutally swept through Texas with a massive heat wave and still no contact from Cummings. Unfortunately, with the constant intense heat, many of the cameras glitched, so the security company was coming up to install cooling systems and heat-resistant housings.
Many of the fields were feeling the burn as well, limiting the pastures. Gage had forgotten all of the little nuances that could turn a good day into a bad one on a cattle ranch. Lately, he had a lot of bad ones to handle.
To Hope’s dismay, Gage found himself working longer hours out in the field. She wanted her husband home more often, but that wasn’t in the cards at the moment.
This morning, she decided to work on her computer in the office to keep herself busy. As soon as Gage left with Bill, she fed Ethan, played with him, and then set him up in his play yard with the monitor next to her desk. She would bring him into the office, but she needed a few minutes alone.
Hope checked her email at eight thirty, most of it spam or bills, but one caught her attention. It came from an email address that looked personal, although she didn’t recognize the sender. Foolishly, she decided to open it.
Dear daughter,
It’s so wonderful to see you filling out with my second grandchild. I miss you terribly. I wish you the best. Your mother would be pleased. Let’s do lunch one day.
Love always, your father.
She gasped at the brief message. Her hand gripped the mouse so tightly that the hardened plastic cracked. She hadn’trealized it until the plastic pinched her palm. “Ouch.” The mark was small, but she had a blood blister building up under the skin. Ignoring it, she went back to the email.
Hope read it again and again, looking for some reason, some rationale for it. Was this a mind fuck? She knew of the confrontation with Gage at Alex’s office and Cummings’s instigation. Did he do this to get at her? Had the old bastard lost his mind?
The sound of the front door swinging open startled her out of her seat.No one should be in here.She reached for the hidden gun, ready to fight. Soft footsteps crept closer to the door. Someone turned the handle slowly, opening it. She let out a squeal and kicked it closed.