“…I can be very demanding, and I have fantasies about the things I’d like to do with you. Right now, taking you from behind in this shower is only one of them.” Her insides quaked at his words as moisture leaked from her mound.
“Oh, God,” she moaned, leaning forward just as Ben pushed his cock against her entrance and rammed forward.
His growl echoed over the tile walls and through the room.
He took her from behind, thrusting forward as he pulled back on her hips.
In and out, he increased his speed as Anna held on to the slippery surface.
It felt so tight, and he was so deep this way, she couldn’t catch her breath.
The sound of his balls slapping against her ass and the water sucking in between them made her feel wild, resilient, and oh so very sexy.
“Oh, yes, Ben, it feels so good.” She moaned then pushed back against him.
“Slow down, or I’m gonna come.”
“Isn’t that the point?” she teased, sensing the frustration in his tone.
She jumped as she felt the smack to her ass.
“Keep it up, smart-ass, and watch what I do to you.”
Her heart hammered inside her chest. Ben was so unpredictable, so…
She held her breath as she felt his finger push into her anus. Throwing her head back, she tried to breathe as the sensations of being full tore through her.
“Not so mouthy now, are ya?” he growled next to her ear and nibbled her earlobe.
Ben pushed in and out, rocking his hips and sending her closer to climax. When he pulled from her body, she wanted to protest, but then she felt his cock at her anus and waited in anticipation.
Slowly, he pushed through the tight rings and pressed fully up against her. His arm held her around the waist as he thrust slow and deep.
Anna opened her legs wider as Ben played with her clit and pressed a finger into her channel.
She screamed her release, unable to stand on shaky legs. Ben held her tight.
“I’m almost there, baby. Hold on for me,” he barely got out as he pumped into her faster and faster. The water slapped between them, the temperature cooled, and she wanted more of him.
Anna pushed back, and Ben shoved forward, pressing her against the wall, and their fingers entwined.
He scraped his teeth across her neck and shoulder as he pumped fast and furious into her until he exploded inside her.
“Fuck! Damn, Anna!” he yelled, then panted, out of breath, but stayed inside her, gasping for air. It was a few moments before he pulled from her body, turned her around so fast she felt dizzy, then he squeezed her against his chest.
“That was fucking incredible,” he panted, holding her beneath the cool spray of the water.
“Yeah…it sure was,” she replied, kissing his chest, loving the feel of muscle beneath her lips.
She nibbled his nipple and lightly pulled on it.
Ben caressed her cheek and stared into her eyes when she lifted her eyes to him.
“One fantasy down and about a trillion more to go,” he added, squeezing the globes of her ass before swiping his finger over the crevice.
Anna stirred in his arms.
Ben may just be the death of her…but what a way to go.
Chapter 13
It was a lovely, clear evening when Anna walked across the yard and over to Stacy, Max, and Eric’s place. The men had headed over earlier, once they woke her from her much-needed nap. Anna felt pleasantly sore in all the right places, and amazingly, her ribs were not as achy.
She dressed in a short beige skirt that flared slightly at the bottom and brushed against her thighs a few inches above the knees. The white tank top accentuated her full breasts, along with her toned, defined arms. She felt cool and comfortable as the aroma of food traveled across the yard in her direction. Stacy’s famous chicken wing appetizers were surely on the menu. Anna loved that smell of BBQ sauce, honey, lemon, and fresh thyme.
When she approached the yard, she smiled at the sight before her. Charlie, Wyatt, and Eric were standing by the custom-made outdoor kitchen preparing the grill for the food.
Ben was sitting in a chair with his legs wide, drinking a beer and talking with Max.
Stacy came onto the porch with a glass of iced tea and a bowl of chips.
“Hey, Anna!” she called, and all the men turned toward her as she climbed the steps.
“Hi!” She waved as Stacy put the items in her hands down and pulled Anna into a hug.
“How was the weekend?” Anna asked. Stacy giggled.
“It was fantastic. Since you didn’t come back over last night, I’m assuming things went real well with the Cantrells?” Stacy teased, and Anna nodded.
“Yes!” Stacy exclaimed as she made a fist and pulled it to her hip at the same time.
Anna giggled.
“How are you feeling, baby?” Charlie asked as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, pulling her against his chest. Anna turned her head to the side and touched his cheek.
“I feel good.”
“Well, you look real good,” he whispered as he lightly pressed his erection against her backside.
Anna giggled.
“Come over here, sweetheart. Let me have a look at you.” She looked toward Ben, who was curling his finger toward her, then back toward himself. Damn, he was a piece of work, and double damn, she went immediately to him after his command, but not before Charlie gave her a possessive tap to her behind. She swatted at his hand and tried to hide her embarrassment at the public display.
Stacy laughed as if reading Anna’s mind and took a seat next to Max.
Ben looked her over, keeping his hands on her skirt as he had her turn around in front of him. He gave an approving nod of his head then winked at her.
Anna placed her hands on her hips, raised her eyebrows, and gave him a look right back.
“Oh, no, honey, I wouldn’t be playing those types of games with Ben. You should know you’re asking for trouble,” Charlie added with a smirk then took a slug of beer from the bottle he held.
“Are you sassing me, girl?” Ben asked as he caressed her backside and pulled her to him so she would lose her balance.
“Ben!” she exclaimed as she fell forward, her cleavage practically wedged against his chin if she hadn’t been fast enough to stop her fall by placing her hands on his shoulders.
He moved his feet between her feet and separated them, causing her to either lose her balance or shove her ass in the air and into Eric’s face. The others had joined them on the porch.
Giving in, she fell against him in the large cushioned rocker.
Ben pulled her to him so she couldn’t get up. His hand was around her waist and pressed against her back. His other hand was flat against her ass cheek for all to see.
Anna felt her cheeks redden and her temper rise.
“You better watch out, Ben, I think you’ve met your match,” Eric egged Ben on as he laughed.
“Ben, let me up,” she stated through clenched teeth. They were nose to nose.
Ben tightened his hold, making her breasts push up further and closer to his face.
She watched as his eyes looked down and the smile filled his face, dimples and all.
She struggled to get up and, in doing so, pushed her cleavage against his mouth.
Ben licked her skin, and the heat hit her cheeks, plus her panties.
“Damn you, Ben, this is completely inappropriate!” she reprimanded him, and Anna heard the chuckles, then the conversations continued around her. Now, no one was even paying attention.
Flustered, she locked gazes with Ben and gave him the evil eye. It didn’t last but a few seconds. He was handsome and so darn sexy, she couldn’t resist him. Fighting him didn’t get him to stop, it just made him more determined to show he was the one in control. She tried a different tactic.
“Ben, honey, can you please let me up? My ribs are hurting.”
He began to slowly release her, but stupi
d her smiled too soon. He realized she was lying and turned her in his arms so fast and so easily she didn’t have a moment to escape.
Now, he held her like a baby across his lap, placed her head against his chest, and held his hand over her thighs.
There was no use in fighting him, so she gave up and joined the conversation with the others.
* * * *
Wyatt watched Anna as Ben, Max, and Charlie talked about the ranch, the animals, and their ideas for expanding the stables. Then they walked back out toward the grill to make sure everything was ready. It was just Wyatt, Ben, and Anna on the porch.
“Can you let me up now? I’d like to go help Stacy set the table.”
“Give me some sugar first.” Ben tilted his chin toward Anna and held her thighs so she couldn’t move.
Anna released an exasperated sigh, and Wyatt laughed. Ben was a demanding man who didn’t give two shits what anyone thought. He did what he wanted, when he wanted to, and that was it. It would be fun to see how he handled Anna. It was obvious that she appeased him to not cause a scene earlier, but something told him that she wasn’t finished with Ben.
Anna gave Ben a quick, soft kiss then attempted to get up.
He held her still.
“I asked for sugar, honey.”
Before Anna could respond, Ben pulled her toward him and kissed her long and wildly. Wyatt shook his head and laughed. When Ben finally released her, Anna’s lips were swollen and red, and her eyes were filled with desire. His own cock throbbed against his jeans just from watching.
She slowly rose off of Ben’s lap, and when she turned to leave, he rubbed his hand up her skirt and touched her. Anna swung around, apparently shocked at his brazenness.
“I’ll be getting some of that later,” he growled, then winked, and Anna huffed as she walked away.
Before she could get inside, Wyatt snaked an arm out and grabbed her around the waist to pull her to him.
“No hello for me, darling?” he whispered, then lightly caressed her swollen lips with his thumb.
Anna smiled at him before she hugged him.
He loved how she felt in his arms and against his chest. His nostrils filled with her scent and his groin ached to be inside of her.
When she pulled back, she smiled softly before standing on her tiptoes to kiss him. Wyatt moaned against her mouth as he gave her backside a squeeze and felt her up real quick before she pulled away. Anna swatted at his hand and straightened her skirt before she pulled completely away.
“Will you two stop it? Someone is going to see,” she stated.
“Too late, honey.”
Anna looked to the screen door of the house and saw Max standing there with a big smile on his face.
Anna shook her head and growled before opening the door and heading inside.
Wyatt laughed.
* * * *
“It appears some progress was made this weekend,” Max stated as he joined Wyatt and Ben on the porch.
“Y’all could say that,” Wyatt replied, then took another slug of beer.
Max chuckled.
“How ’bout you? Have a nice, romantic weekend with Stacy?” Wyatt asked.
He noticed that Max lit up immediately.
He stuck his hands in the front pockets of his jeans and started balancing forward and backward on the heels of his boots.
Something was up. Wyatt looked at his cousin sideways in challenge.
Max glanced toward Eric and Charlie.
“How them steaks coming along?” Max yelled.
“Just about done. The ladies ready with the table?”
“Yeah, we’re ready! Let’s move before it gets cold,” Stacy ordered as she and Anna placed bowls on the table.
“That looks real good there, Stacy. I love potato salad,” Ben added as he joined them near the table.
Wyatt observed the others pulling off the steaks then walking onto the porch with a tray of meat.
“Smells real good,” Wyatt said, then watched Eric hug Stacy and smile wide next to her cheek.
“Let’s eat,” Stacy said, and everyone grabbed a seat around the table.
* * * *
Anna was enjoying the dinner when she noticed how attentive Eric and Max were being to Stacy. They kept adding more food to her plate, whispered to her so no one else could hear, but Stacy looked annoyed.
Apparently, Anna wasn’t the only one who noticed.
“Okay. Spit it out. What in the hell is up with you three? You’ve been shoving food on the poor girl’s plate and fussin’ over her. It’s driving her crazy.”
Wyatt got everyone’s attention with his statement, including Stacy, who began to laugh, nearly spitting the food in her mouth out.
“We’re just making sure that she’s eating enough and doesn’t need anything,” Max replied.
“Well, of course she needs fussin’ over. She’s pregnant!” Eric exclaimed, and the excitement filled the air. The men started asking questions about when Stacy found out, how far along was she, did they need any help with anything.
It was so wonderful and so exciting that Anna began to cry. This was a family where everyone cared about one another so much they were willing to sacrifice themselves for the other’s needs. It was becoming clearer and clearer that reliability and trust was important in a family. Stacy was her family, and perhaps, just maybe, the men could be her family, too.
“Hey, baby, are you all right?” Charlie asked as he placed his arms around Anna’s shoulders.
“I’m just fine,” she blurted out.
“What is it, Anna?” Stacy asked.
“This is so perfect. I’m so happy for the three of you. Eric and Max, I know you’re going to be fantastic fathers. I just know it.”
Wyatt raised his glass and made a toast.
“I’d like to make a toast. To Max, Eric, and Stacy, may you be blessed with the first of many happy, healthy babies to add to the Cantrell family!” The men cheered, and Stacy laughed as she and Anna smiled at one another.
Chapter 14
“She doesn’t trust us to tell us more.” Ben couldn’t help the upset in his own voice as he leaned against the porch railing over at their house. It was nearly midnight by the time they finished up dinner and celebrating over at Max and Eric’s place.
Wyatt joined Ben and Charlie in mid-discussion.
“Anna’s sound asleep. She exhausted herself today,” he added before he took a seat on the single rocker next to Charlie and across from Ben.
“Poor thing. I’m worried that she’s rushing the healing process. She should be here with us on the ranch where we can take care of her,” Charlie added.
“She’s independent. Don’t you get that, Charlie?” Wyatt replied.
“That’s because she’s used to handling things on her own. We have to make her see that she doesn’t have to anymore. I don’t know about you guys, but I want it all with Anna. I want Anna’s belly round with our baby and the house filled with kids we can enjoy and raise together. I, for one, have never wanted any commitments like that before.” Ben stuck his hands in his pockets and looked embarrassed for making the statement.
“Shit, Ben. We’d be pissed at you if you didn’t feel that way. I want the same thing, and so does Wyatt,” Charlie replied, with a toss of his head toward Wyatt for confirmation.
Wyatt looked concerned.
“She’s still keeping secrets from us,” he stated, then rose from the chair.
“You mean about New York?” Ben asked.
“That, too. Something happened in the diner today.”
“What?” both Charlie and Ben asked.
“When I came in to pick Anna up, I saw Stew next to her. He was real close, and I swear Anna looked nervous. I asked if everything was okay, and Jack said yeah. So did Anna, but Stew had gotten out of there real quick, if ya know what I mean?”
“Stew better stay away from her,” Charlie whispered with his fists by his side.
“What makes you think
something happened if Jack said nothing did?” Ben asked.
“I had a feeling he lied to me. I think for Anna’s sake because he, too, noticed the way she responded. So I stopped by after I dropped Anna off here. Jack said Stew touched her and that before Stew could try something else, he intervened. Then I showed up.”
“She didn’t tell you any of this?” Ben asked, sounding angry.
Wyatt shook his head.
“We need to put a stop to this right away. She needs to know that we’re here to protect her,” Charlie added.
“I know, believe me, when I found out, I wanted to tear Stew a new one and throw Anna over my knee and teach her a lesson. She doesn’t concern herself with her own safety. Her old man made her a victim in every sense of the word, and now, we need to teach her better,” Wyatt stated.
“Well, if she withheld information about Stew, what about getting her to talk to us about New York so you can make some calls?” Charlie asked.
“That is what we need to do, but first, we have to resolve this issue of keeping information from us.”
“Yeah, including knowing about Stacy and the baby,” Ben added. Both Charlie and Wyatt stared at him as if asking, “What?”
“My woman is going to know that I’m in charge, and she better not withhold information of any kind to me. Including about friends, family, and especially herself.” Ben huffed then turned toward the door.
“Whoa, Ben! Slow down, will ya? She’s not like other women, Ben. She’s been a victim of abuse all her life, and any attempt on our part to push her or be too forceful with her could be misconstrued as abusive.”
“I wouldn’t hurt her, Charlie! How dare you even suggest I would abuse her.”
“Calm down, Ben, that’s not what Charlie is saying. Just keep in mind her past and what little we know about Anna’s life with her dad.”
“Where are you going?” Wyatt asked Ben as Ben gave an exasperated exhale and headed inside.
“I’m going to bed, and first thing in the morning, Anna’s gonna have some explaining to do.”
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