Stay With Me: A Best Friend’s Brother Small Town Romance (Sugarland Creek Book 2)

I pride myself on being level-headed and having decent self-control. I’ve held my feelings back for Magnolia when Landen liked her and even after they decided to only be friends, I’d kept my restraint. It wasn’t until I learned she’s liked me all along too that I finally gave myself permission to go all in, even as obsessive and addictive as it made me. Now that we’ve opened Pandora’s Box, there’s no going back.

But now hearing Magnolia’s words, nearly naked beneath me, a new wave of possessiveness hits. It’s bad enough I wanted to immediately find Travis and introduce him to my fist when I found that note in her car, but the thought of her pregnant with my baby makes me feral on another level I’ve never felt before.

The need to possess her.

Maybe I do have a breeding kink, but only with her.

She’s the only woman I’d trust with my whole heart.

And although it’d be too soon for us to even think about starting a family, my cock got impossibly harder at the thought of knocking her up. I know she’s on birth control from our medicine cabinet text conversation, so it’s not something we’d actively try for right now, but the idea of it has me wanting to come deep inside her over and over.

“Say it again, Sunny,” I demand once I shove my jeans and boxer shorts off the rest of the way and climb between her legs.

She holds my stare with a devious smirk. “Fill me up and own every inch of me. Oh, and don’t forget your Stetson.” She tilts her head to my nightstand where it sits.

A desperate growl releases from deep in my throat at how much her words turn me on. I love how unashamed she is to play into this fantasy and her fascination of having me wear a cowboy hat while we’re having sex is one I’m all too happy to do for her.

Even if I’d rather see her wearing it while naked on top of me.

Next time.

I lower my mouth down to her chest, cup her breast, and kiss the exposed skin around the lacy bralette. It pushes up her tits perfectly for me to taste and touch. They’re so soft and firm, and I want to dig my teeth into her hard nipple.

She wraps her legs around me, pulling me tighter, and I chuckle at her eagerness.

“I want to devour all of you, Sunny,” I tell her, lowering the bra cup. “No rushin’ me.”

She wiggles beneath me, arching her back to get even closer. “I’ve been waitin’ years for you. This has been the longest game of foreplay in the history of ever.”

Capturing her lips, I lie next to her and pull her on top of me. “Okay. Take the reins, Mama. I’m all yours.”

She goes still, her lips parted slightly. “Did you just call me what I think you did? Because that’s hot.”

Good to know I’m not completely sucking at this breeding dirty talk.

“Mm-hmm.”

She plants her palms on my chest, straddles my waist, and rocks against my hard length. After she’s thoroughly teased me, she lowers down my legs and takes me into her mouth. I curse as she hollows her cheeks and sucks me deep into her throat.

“Fuck, Sunny. Now who’s torturin’ who?” I cup the back of her head as she sucks the life out of me. Her hot tongue glides up my shaft before she swirls it around my crown, over and over the slit that triggers a full-body reaction. Between her sucking and licking, my willpower is seconds from snapping, and I’m not about to come inside her mouth when she has a little fantasy to play out.

“You better stop that,” I warn, tightening my hold on her hair. “Get up here.”

She looks up at me with a sultry look in her eyes, knowing exactly what she’s doing to me. “Low stamina, huh?”

My jaw twitches, and I grab her chin. “You better hang on, darlin’. You’re about to find out just how much I have from years of ranch work.”

Before she can react, I twist my leg out from under her and use it to flip her body until she’s on her back. I climb on top of her, pin one of her wrists to the bed, then wrap my other hand around her throat and hold her down.

Her eyes widen as if she’s still processing we’ve just reversed positions. “How the hell did you do that?”

I smirk, squeezing her throat tighter. “I learned to hogtie at four years old. Still think I can’t handle you?”

She rocks her pussy against my erection. “So what’re you gonna do with me now that you have me?”

“Payback’s a bitch, remember?” I tease my tongue along her bottom lip, then lower one hand between her legs, shove the fabric of her thong to the side, and find her wet slit. “No coming until I give you permission, Mama.”

I thrust two fingers deep inside her tight pussy and she gasps, lifting her hips. When my thumb circles her clit, she moans so loud I’m tempted to give in and let her come right now.

“There we go. Let me hear you.”

With a twist of my wrist, I drive deeper toward her G-spot and when she screams, her back nearly flies off the bed.

“That’s my girl. Louder.”

Her head falls back as her lips part and a delicious string of lyrical moans releases from her throat.

“I’m so close.” She palms her breast and squeezes the nipple through the fabric.

I bury my face in her neck and kiss under her ear. “Then you better start beggin’, sweetheart.”

She digs her nails into my shoulder, thrusting up into my hand as I continue working her cunt. “Please, Tripp. I’m almost there.”

Sucking on her soft flesh, I can feel how tense her body is and know it’s only a matter of seconds before she falls off the edge.

“Not until I taste you on my tongue, baby.”

“Tripp!” she squeals when I release her and move down her body. “You’re the devil.”

I kneel between her thighs, spread them wider, then lean over without touching her. “Then you better pray for mercy, baby. I’m about to devour you whole until your throat goes raw from screaming.”

She gasps when I slide my palms under her ass, pull her up to my mouth, and give her one long lick. Capturing her clit, I flick it over and over before giving the rest of her pussy attention.

Magnolia thrashes under me, moaning and crying out each time she almost gets there, but then I pull back.

“I’m dyin’ here…” she whines, trying to push my head back down when I blow cool air against her swollen pussy. “Please, please, please.”

I smirk against her hot cunt. “Mmm. Beggin’ like the good girl you are. Hope you’re ready…”

Without warning, I thrust against her G-spot and suck her clit in a steady rhythm. It only takes seconds until she’s shaking beneath me, clasping her thighs around my neck, and screaming.

She comes hard and fast, and I lap up everything she gives me.

When I look up, her chest rises and falls as if she can’t catch her breath, and a sense of pride rolls through me. I love that I’m the one who gets to make her feel good and give her the pleasure she deserves. And if I wasn’t obsessed before, seeing her body respond this way would’ve sealed the deal.

“You okay?” I ask, partly teasing, partly concerned.

She nods once.

Crawling up her body, I tilt up her chin and brush my lips over hers. “You taste so fuckin’ good I couldn’t stop.”

“What do I taste like?”

“Like sweet fuckin’ paradise.” Then I crash my mouth to hers and roll her on top of me. She gasps at the sudden movement, and I laugh as she situates herself comfortably on my hips.

Reaching over to my nightstand, I grab my Stetson hat and place it on my head. I smirk when her cheeks redden and she stares wildly at me.

“I’m wearin’ the hat. Now time to ride the cowboy.”