As she ate her breakfast, she watched the two men discuss billing for a new hotel they were building. They were like brothers and enjoyed working together.
Jack was still sheriff. He'd recently been voted in again to serve another term. He said he'd give it up when they found a good man to take his place. Kenna hoped that would happen before they started a family.
She had made the right decision and couldn't imagine living without Jack. They fought once in a while, which sometimes resulted in punishment—for her, of course—but the make-up sex was amazing. She hadn't seen Jayden around town and hoped the company would continue to leave her alone.
After breakfast, the men gathered up their papers and left, Jack kissing her as usual. Kenna washed the dishes and tidied up. She sat at her kitchen table with a cup of coffee and gazed out the front window. Jack was a good husband, even though he had angered her the first couple of months by keeping a very close watch over her. She'd noticed his deputies wandering by the house, and sometimes they'd stop in to see how her day was going. It was invasive, but she couldn't blame him, considering her past behavior. But Kenna had no desire to ride around by herself after her kidnapping experience. She had kept Arwen but only went riding when Jack accompanied her. She missed her complete independence, but she was slowly gaining her husband's trust over time, and the surveillance had lightened up considerably in the past month.
Despite her husband's overprotectiveness, she felt very fortunate to be his wife. As a couple, their presence was always in demand to welcome new citizens into town. Pauline had begun a tradition of hosting weekly dinners so recent arrivals could meet and mingle in order to integrate into the community. These Saturday evenings had become very popular, and Kenna enjoyed them immensely. Jack was always an attentive gentleman in public. When they stood or sat together, he'd have a hand on her shoulder or around her waist. There was never any doubt that they were a couple. Over the past month, the dinners had been followed by dances. She was astonished to discover that Jack could dance, and he was good at it. And, he enjoyed dancing with her! The serious sheriff definitely knew how to have fun and kick up his heels!
She had found out soon after they were married that he had a very sarcastic sense of humor that often made her laugh until she couldn't breathe and tears streamed down her face. Although that was a happy surprise, it could be uncomfortable and sometimes embarrassing for her in public. He had learned quickly what types of comments sent her into hysterics and she could tell he got a kick out of it. He'd lean over and whisper a sharp comment in her ear that would get her going and she would have a hard time containing herself. This was especially difficult in serious situations, like town hall meetings. But it was all in good fun, and the private jokes and laughter had helped them grow closer.
She sighed and finished her coffee then made sure the fire was out in the stove before going over to help Mary with the books.
* * *
Later that afternoon, Jack interrupted the bookkeeping session, saying Kenna was done for the day as he took her hand and tucked it under his arm. They went for dinner at the boarding house and stayed to visit with Pauline after she was finished cleaning up. It was always interesting to catch up on all the gossip around town.
When they got home, Kenna folded some clothes that she had forgotten about earlier that day. Jack watched intently as she finished her daily chores.
"Did you have a good day?" he asked her.
"Yes, it was a great day!" she said with a wide smile as she folded the last towel.
Jack got up from his chair. "Now, you look at me when I'm speaking to you." There was a devilish glint in his eyes as he walked over to her.
"I think I need to be taught a lesson," she said with a wink.
He moved close to her and tugged her arm gently to guide her over to the big leather chair in the living room then tipped her over its arm until she could barely touch the floor with the tips of her toes.
He pulled up her skirts and looked appreciatively at her firm little behind as he rubbed his hands over her underwear. He pulled down her bloomers and stroked her bare bottom, then he moved his hands between her legs and felt the silken hair and softness against his rough hands before moving between her private lips and feeling for her small nub. He rubbed in a slow circular motion until he felt her respond to his touch, a shiver running through her body as her hips ground down on his fingers.
He slid his hand from between her legs back to her bum, rubbing his hands over her and then smacking her lightly across both cheeks. She yelped in feigned surprise and giggled.
Jack pulled her up off the chair and guided her toward the bed. She turned to face him and, smiling seductively, unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his strong, muscular chest with a fine dusting of black hair. He bent down and kissed her passionately as he unzipped his pants and released himself from all constraints. Then he undressed Kenna as she ran her hands down his chest before helping him slip off her dress. Jack laid her down on the bed as he slid his hand between her legs again. He moved one finger into her soft wetness and felt her tense at his touch. Even though she protested, he knew that she wanted him to take control. He slid his finger in and out and then added a second finger to the slow, rhythmic motion. When Jack felt her wetness, he couldn't wait any longer. He withdrew his fingers and grasped her hips between his strong hands as he repositioned himself, moving his hardness into her slowly until she consumed him.
He plunged into her and pushed deeper and deeper as she moaned in pleasure. She could take all of him; he didn't have to hold back. He moved inside her quickly, and she moved with him. He slowed down the rhythm and reached between her legs, stroking her nub until she groaned loudly and bucked and writhed against his fingers. She suddenly arched her back and went stiff under him. She rocked as she enjoyed the explosion in her body. He held his fingers against her until she'd had all she could take, and then he started moving back and forth inside her again. He came hard, his body shuddering with a powerful surge of pleasure.
He scooped her up into his arms and held her. They were both weak from the intensity of their union. His breathing slowed as he gently brushed a few wisps of hair from her flushed, smiling face.
He bent down and kissed her deeply, pulled back and looked into her eyes. "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you too," was her quick response as she looked at him through eyes glazed with passion.
* * *
Jack had finally conquered his spirited young woman and would maintain his control over her for the rest of his life. He would protect her and keep her safe until his last breath. That was a fact.
He knew it, and so did she.
The End
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