by C. M. Steele
“In Boston,” July answered for Ryan. A look of sadness crept over Mrs. Cooper. Damn, grandmothers wanted their grandbabies around. My mother was driving all of us nuts with the grandbaby request. July’s mom must be feeling the same way.
“Yes, but we’ll try to visit as much as we can.” Ryan did have plenty of time off that he hadn’t utilized over the past few years. The Kane boys had a tendency to work hard and forgo vacations.
“By the way, how did you get here that fast?” Aaron asked as he took a drink of his beer and stoked the fire.
“My family owns a private jet.”
“Oh, like the Williams family,” Mr. Cooper added. That didn’t sit well with Ryan.
“Mine’s bigger,” Ryan growled in her ear.
“I wouldn’t know.”
“You better not,” he nipped at her ear.
“Keep the hanky-panky to a minimum, alright? We don’t need to see that,” Mr. Cooper said.
“Same to you two. That’s gross, you know,” Aaron told his dad and then the two brothers high fived.
Ryan had seen his parents many times so the affectionate display didn’t bother him one bit. He had his woman in his arms, nothing at that moment could bother him.
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July loved how well her family took to Ryan. After the initial awkwardness and threats, they became close. Each family member started to go in as the night wore on. Aaron told July and Ryan to go in and he’d put out the fire. Ryan lifted her off his lap, then took her by the hand. Gosh, he’s so handsome. I want to feel his hands on all of me like our one amazing night together. I wondered if he could see the longing in my eyes. As soon as they hit the bedroom, he pulled her in and locked the door. “I’m going to make you come on my tongue right now. That look in your eyes tells me your pussy has got to be soaked for me. Take off your clothes.”
“What if someone hears us?”
“I’ll have to find a way to silence you, but I hope I don’t have to because I want to hear every one of your cries and moans as you come alive for me.” Ryan grabbed his cock through his pants. July’s eyes were focused there as she lifted off her top. She kicked off her sandals, but her gaze hadn’t moved from his hand on his length, rubbing it back and forth. It was so long that he couldn’t wear shorts. Her chest heaved up and down, anticipating what was to come. He gave her a growl, then nodded toward her shorts that were still on.
“I’m sorry, but I just want to touch you.” She bit her lip, slowly sliding her hands down to her hips. I’m going to come fast, I know it. His eyes are predatory and my body loves every bit of it.
“You’re going to have to wait until you come for me. I’m too hard. I’ve missed you and I need that pussy of yours.” She was taking too long, so he unsnapped her button and tugged off her shorts and undies. July giggled softly. “I’ve missed that sound, baby. I want that little giggle in my life until I take my dying breath.”
“If you don’t make me come soon, I’m going to die,” she exclaimed, squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples as she waited for him to touch her.
“I can’t have that.” He pressed his thumbs on her inner thighs, parting them a little forcefully. It served to make her needier. He licked the top of her slit, teasing her overly excited body. A moan came from him. July looked down and watched as he had one hand on her pussy and the other stroking his cock through his boxers. She stepped back, earning a growl from her lover as he was left kneeling with his lips soaked with her juices. Arching her brow, she spun around, then sauntered to the bed. He didn’t move except to take off his boxers and socks. Kneeling onto the mattress with her thighs spread out, she popped her ass up and leaned on her elbows. Both her ass and pussy were on display for him.
“You are trying to make me come before I get inside your tight pussy, aren’t you?”
“I want you to come in me over and over again. I want you to use me the way you please. I need your body over me, dominating my flesh.”
“Fuck, July. I’m going to come in you. Everywhere in you,” he growled, standing up and walking toward the bed with his cock bobbing hard and pointing toward her ass. With her head turned to watch him, she slipped her finger into her pussy. He bent down and pulled her finger from her heat and sucked the juices off them as he replaced her finger with two of his, scissoring inside her. She felt stretched and knew that it was nothing compared to the massive length and thickness of his dick.
“Ryan, please, I want your cock.” She begged for it. He climbed up behind her, his knees inside of hers.
“Where do you want it, July? Here,” he asked, pumping his fingers in her pussy. “Or?” He leaned over her back, and took those two fingers and pushed them into her mouth. “Here,” he whispered against her ear. She closed her lips around them and sucked her flavor off. His hand swatted her bottom, causing her to yelp and letting go of his digits. He dipped them into her pussy one more time before he ran them up the seam of her ass. At the same time, he pushed his cock into her pussy and his finger into her ass. “Or here?” Her orgasm hit, hard, her body shaking and pushing back as she rode him. She rolled her hips letting his finger go deeper in her as she choked his cock.
“Why not all three?” she cried out.
“Definitely, baby.” He pushed another finger in her ass, opening her up for him as his cock jerked inside her, jetting his seed into her depths, causing her to come again. She lost her strength as she came for the second time, within seconds of the first. He briefly laid on her back, but remembering their baby, he pulled out and rolled over. He rubbed her body lazily before moving to the center of the bed and wrapping her up into his arms.
Chapter 7
July had gone with her brothers to finish Christmas shopping, but Ryan had taken Mrs. Cooper to Dallas. He wanted to pick something special for July and needed the expert with him. They were shocked when he invited her and a twinge of jealousy passed across July's expression. “She looked ready to beat you for a moment,” Mrs. Cooper laughed as they drove to Dallas.
“Yes. I suppose so. I just want to make it special for her. I really love her. I have for so long.”
“I can see in your eyes that you’re telling me the truth, but it took you long enough to tell her.”
“I know. We have a company policy and what was I supposed to do? Tell her to give it all up and marry me even though we don’t know each other?”
“That’s true, but after months you couldn’t have said anything?”
“After months, I thought she didn’t like me. I was a jerk because I wanted her.”
“And others showed interest?”
“Of course they did. Every business dinner with clients I ended up going by myself or taking my brother’s assistant with me. A big mistake on my part, but seeing guys looking at her, asking if she was available and making flat out comments that would get them decked if she was mine, worked on my nerves, and I took it out on her. Having her fall for me wasn’t something I could hope for. I was going to bring up the policy to my brothers and father, either that or forget the rules altogether, but then she went out with that boy and a pissing match was about to happen.”
“Well, it worked, but you’re going to have to constantly prove your love. I don’t mean just because of your particular situation, but in general. My husband makes it a habit to show every day that he cares as much or even more than our first day together.”
“That I have no doubt about. I learned from the best. Now, what should I get her? I know she loves movies, the color blue, non-chocolate sweets, and horses.”
“That’s good. You don’t need me it seems.”
“I don’t know what she has. I’ve never been inside her place.”
“She didn’t take a lot with her when she moved to Boston, but she does have a lot of movies. We’ll have to see what the stores have. You know that if you’re getting married so soon, maybe a ring would be in order?”
“Way ahead of you. I have that. I’ve had it for over six months.” She
gasped and looked at him like he was crazy. He knew that he’d been taking his time in claiming her or even letting her know that he was interested, but he was serious about being afraid that he’d pushed her too far. Yes, he knew that the sexual tension was off the charts between them over the whole time of their acquaintance, but love and lust were two different things, and on many days he thought she couldn’t even stand him.
Mrs. Cooper led Ryan all around the mall that was crowded because, like many men, he was last minute shopping. After six stores, they had to make a trip to the truck before they could stop at anymore shops. Ryan was pleased with the things he picked out for July with assistance from her mother. Some of the items were gifts meant for the wedding, but Mrs. Cooper promised him that July would appreciate his thoughtfulness.
Three hours later they made their way back to find Tyler Williams visiting with some girl on his arm.
"Whoa, the Yankee has returned."
"You know, I could pop you in your hillbilly ass mouth for calling me a Yankee. I'm Boston born and raised and a hard core Red Sox fan."
"I know, you dick. I'm not a hillbilly."
"I know, but you were flirting with my girl." Ryan knew he was starting some shit, but the cowboy made him jealous and he wasn't above being petty.
"Flirting?"
"No, doll. He thinks chivalry is flirting."
"Well, he is a Yankee. The Coopers will straighten him out. Come on, we have to go. July, I know that you’re going to be getting married soon, but will you please stand up with me?"
“When’s the wedding?”
“Next month. My daddy is ready to pitch a fit about it, but he likes Tyler.”
“At least someone does.” Ryan chuckled at July’s words.
“All I got is you, doll. Your dad is ready to gut me if you don’t have a ring on your finger soon.”
“No offense, but you barely look legal.”
“I just turned eighteen, but let’s just say we’re in the same position as the two of you.”
July hugged the couple before getting pulled back by Ryan. “I’ve missed you all day and I didn’t get a hug.”
“You’ll get a lot more when we’re alone,” she whispered in his ear.
Chapter 8
Ryan moaned as the feel of July’s mouth closed around his length. “July, shit. Merry Christmas,” he said with a gravelly voice. He opened his eyes and stared down at his future wife, taking him down like a pro. Her sighs and moans sent vibrations down his length. Feeling the need to come Ryan lifted her off his cock and flipped her onto her back.
“I said Merry Christmas,” he growled against her lips.
“Sorry, was told never to talk with my mouth full,” she remarked, giving him a smile that deserved a kiss. He lowered his head and took her lips, slipping his tongue inside. Their bodies were heated and ready. July was just wearing a skimpy pair of grey cotton pajamas that Ryan quickly pulled from her perfect body. His eyes focused on her belly. He saw something that made his heart stop, a very tiny bump. The smile on his face stretched wide and his need to come took a backseat as he stared at the little spot that held their baby. Ryan pressed his lips to her tummy.
“Ryan,” she cooed.
“Sorry, my love. It just hit me really hard right now.” He kissed her belly again before crawling up her body and pushing into her pussy. She moaned, clutched his shoulders, and closed her eyes as he tasted her lips. “Ssh, babe. Your father might kill me if he hears you coming for me.”
Her walls clenched at his words. Ryan knew that the thought of being caught turned her on. He shook his head and kissed her again before leaning down and sucking on her breasts. Another moan escaped her lips and she covered her own mouth with her hand. The loving was slow and quiet until they screamed into each other’s body as they came.
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They laid in bed, blissfully sated. Normally, Christmas morning wasn’t until ten, so July knew she had time to seduce her love. She dreamed of him doing things to her until she woke up so unbelievably heated that she wanted his cock, and the fact that he’d been sleeping made the dirty feeling even more erotic to her. I need him. Fuck, his cock is so hard and thick right now. Unable to resist, she did something bold and took him down her throat. The moans that passed his lips made her feeling so horny that she slipped her hand between her thighs and came just as he greeted her. Now she laid in his arms, loving that he was in her bed.
Chapter 9
“Wow, this is going to be a fun time, bro,” Matt said, slinging his arm around his older brother. The family gathered down at the Cooper’s ranch for the wedding. Spencer grabbed Rose and pulled her close when a group of cowboys came into the room. Ryan laughed because he was still possessive of Rose.
“What are you laughing at, Ryan? Your bride is tucked away getting ready. Wait until all the guys around here get a look at her. If I was you, I’d tell the preacher to skip the whole if anyone objects part.” A sudden panic took over Ryan. He left his brother on a mission to find the preacher who was talking to Mr. Cooper. Matt laughed, until he saw his wife smiling at Aaron Cooper.
Ryan, getting reassurance from the preacher, turned to see Matt moving fast and so did Spencer, who started moving toward their brother. Thankfully, crisis was averted when Mr. Cooper took his son out of the fray.
“Matt, I can’t believe you,” Candice snipped.
“Cut him some slack, Candice. Three o’clock,” Spencer said, tilting his head. She looked that way to see two guys eyeing her. “There’s a lot of single guys in this place and you’re beautiful. I feel like I want to box, too, but I’m not worried that Rose is going anywhere. You and Matt just got together and you know his ass already thought you wanted Ryan.”
“I know, but I don’t want him ruining his brother’s wedding. Besides, this ring says it all, doesn’t it?” She lifted her hand with her ring on it.
“Yes, it does,” Matt grumbled.
“Okay, so can we get all of you to behave? I have a woman to marry before I lose my mind.”
“The preacher’s been warned?” Matt asked with a tease.
“Hell yeah, he has.” Ryan nodded, then walked to his spot at the altar. Marrying July was all he could think about. He wasn’t as worried as his brothers because these fools all had their chance and she didn’t want them, she wanted him. It did help that she was carrying his baby. He smiled to himself, thinking about his future.
“Son,” Richard Kane called to his lost in space boy. “Earth to Ryan, Earth to Ryan.”
“Sorry, dad.”
“No, it’s perfect, son. That’s the look a man in love has. You’re in love with her and it shows. Even her father sees that.” Ryan looked for his father-in-law to be, who was smiling and relaxed as he talked to another guest.
“Yeah, I’m grateful for that. Everyone around here carries guns, and honor and respect are more important than anything. I love her, dad.”
“I’m happy for you. She’s a great girl and soon we’ll have another Kane baby. They’re going to be coming out of the woodwork.” He smiled then took his seat. Ryan noticed that Mr. Cooper left, so the show was just about to begin. His heart was thumping a million miles a minute. The brothers and sister went to join the wedding party, making Ryan anxious. He wanted her as his wife already and it seemed to be taking forever. He’d waited so long he almost lost her and he wouldn’t risk that again.
The music started and all eyes moved to the back. Each bridesmaid came forward with his groomsmen, and then it was the moment he’d been dreaming about. In a gown made of thin silk and lace that went down to the floor and the sleeves hung off her shoulders, July appeared on her father’s arm. “I’m so lucky,” Ryan muttered to himself, his gaze focused on his bride. The preacher heard his words, nodding in his own pleasure to see a groom eager to be married. The smile spread across Ryan’s face along with a small chuckle of happiness.
Her veil covered her face, but he could see her eyes through it. They were perfectly brigh
t and he told himself that this memory would never leave him for as long as he lived. She met him at the altar despite Ryan attempting a few steps before feeling Spencer’s hand on his shoulder. With a deep breath, he controlled himself enough to wait for her.
Once Mr. Cooper handed over July to Ryan, he whispered, “Thank you, July.”
The ceremony was over without any objections, but Ryan did give the preacher a dirty look when he didn’t skip that part. As soon as they became Mr. and Mrs. Kane, he scooped her up and carried her down the aisle. He was feeling powerful, territorial, and excited. The crowd cheered on the overzealous groom, who disappeared into the house with his bride. He was up the stairs and to her bedroom, all the while, July giggled. He sat her down on the bed, then got down on his knees and held her hands.
“I have to say this in private, July. You only deserve to hear this. I love you so much that I feel like I can’t breathe without you. I think about you whenever you’re not around and the thought of losing you still plays in my head and I will live with that fear for the rest of my days because you are by far the greatest thing in my life. Thank you for marrying me. For giving me a future that I crave and for the love I’ve always hoped for.” July emotions were just as visible as Ryan’s. Tears streamed down her face. She placed her hands on his cheeks as she stared down on Ryan.
“Thank you for marrying me. I’ve loved you for so long, I didn’t want to live without you. My heart needed for you to claim it. I can’t wait for us to have this baby and many more. You make me so happy that I can’t imagine what I would do without you.”
Ryan rose up to kiss her lips. It started off soft and sweet, but as the emotions intensified, he pushed his weight on her until her back hit the mattress. He slid his hand up from her waist, skimming the edge of her breast. They didn’t have time for sex, but he couldn’t help touching her. With one more kiss, he let her up.