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Authors: J. J. Ranger
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the pit of her stomach to her clit. She panted. “God, Dustin, I'm gonna come."
He locked his hands on her hips and pumped faster, each thrust hitting her G-spot. Her stomach muscles tightened, her breath came out in quick, short gasps. The orgasm hit and she screamed his name. Dustin buried his face in her neck, and with a final thrust, he groaned against her skin, his own release complete.
Her heart thudded in her chest. Sex with Dustin was as explosive as it had been when they were younger. This time, it was sweeter for her knowing she didn't have to let him go ever again.
After a minute, he carried her, still buried inside her, to his bedroom and lay on his back on the bed.
Shannon straddled his hips and smiled down at him. “Do you think we're stuck together?"
He bounced his hips and wiggled his eyebrows. “One could only hope."
She bent down and pressed a kiss to his lips, then slid off. He pulled off the condom and tossed it in the garbage can. He returned to the bed and tucked her in the curve of his body.
A rare feeling of contentment stole through her. He was so warm and solid against her. She felt safe. “Other than keeping an eye on Gran, what have you been doing all these years, Dustin?"
His chest rose and fell in a deep breath, his expression peaceful. His jeans hung open, his cock exposed, and she wanted to see the rest of him. She needed to touch the steely muscles of his chest. Her fingers toyed with the buttons of his shirt, slipping each one free.
He lay still, watching her as he let her have her way. “I stayed here with my family. Dad taught us the business, made us go to college, and we all came back."
She trailed a finger over his hard pecs. “Did you work anywhere else? Date, get married?” Gran had been mysteriously tight-lipped about Dustin's personal life. Gran had known she never stopped loving Dustin, even if it took Shannon forever to admit it to herself.
He ran his fingers through her hair, lifting the strands and dropping them, repeating the motion. “I got my degree and worked in California for a few years, met a girl, broke up with her and came home."
Her chest tightened. Stupid as it might be, it hurt that he had found another woman. Though, she had dated, so why couldn't he? Did she expect he'd just wait for her to change her mind and come back to Texas? Should he have put his entire life on hold for her? Of course not.
She toyed with his fingers, interweaving and sliding them, flattening their palms together. “You could have come to New York."
"And you could have come back to Texas to visit."
She frowned. It surprised her that Gran hadn't told him about her visits. “I did. I just didn't come to the Double D. I didn't think you'd want to see me."
He sighed, still stroking her hair with gentle fingers. “It's probably for the best. You had your career, but right after college graduation, I was ready to settle down and have a family."
"You don't think a woman can have a career and a family?” Of course, based on Carolyn's example of a mother, she understood his hesitation. But, that had been her childhood, not his. His mother raised four boys and ran a successful ranch. Sure, she'd been working alongside her husband, but she still worked.
He lifted a shoulder in a shrug. “Sure, but I want my wife to be able to come home at night and not worry that I won't see her for weeks or months at a time because she's jet-setting to Paris for a fashion show."
His words hit her in the gut. He didn't want a wife who traveled for long periods of time, which meant if she still worked for the New York house, they wouldn't be together. The design house in San Antonio gave her more freedom, but there were no guarantees she wouldn't have to travel occasionally, and that travel could include being away for a week or two during the various fashion weeks around the world.
"What if her job required her to do some type of travel?"
"I guess it would depend. Are we talking frequent
He locked his hands on her hips and pumped faster, each thrust hitting her G-spot. Her stomach muscles tightened, her breath came out in quick, short gasps. The orgasm hit and she screamed his name. Dustin buried his face in her neck, and with a final thrust, he groaned against her skin, his own release complete.
Her heart thudded in her chest. Sex with Dustin was as explosive as it had been when they were younger. This time, it was sweeter for her knowing she didn't have to let him go ever again.
After a minute, he carried her, still buried inside her, to his bedroom and lay on his back on the bed.
Shannon straddled his hips and smiled down at him. “Do you think we're stuck together?"
He bounced his hips and wiggled his eyebrows. “One could only hope."
She bent down and pressed a kiss to his lips, then slid off. He pulled off the condom and tossed it in the garbage can. He returned to the bed and tucked her in the curve of his body.
A rare feeling of contentment stole through her. He was so warm and solid against her. She felt safe. “Other than keeping an eye on Gran, what have you been doing all these years, Dustin?"
His chest rose and fell in a deep breath, his expression peaceful. His jeans hung open, his cock exposed, and she wanted to see the rest of him. She needed to touch the steely muscles of his chest. Her fingers toyed with the buttons of his shirt, slipping each one free.
He lay still, watching her as he let her have her way. “I stayed here with my family. Dad taught us the business, made us go to college, and we all came back."
She trailed a finger over his hard pecs. “Did you work anywhere else? Date, get married?” Gran had been mysteriously tight-lipped about Dustin's personal life. Gran had known she never stopped loving Dustin, even if it took Shannon forever to admit it to herself.
He ran his fingers through her hair, lifting the strands and dropping them, repeating the motion. “I got my degree and worked in California for a few years, met a girl, broke up with her and came home."
Her chest tightened. Stupid as it might be, it hurt that he had found another woman. Though, she had dated, so why couldn't he? Did she expect he'd just wait for her to change her mind and come back to Texas? Should he have put his entire life on hold for her? Of course not.
She toyed with his fingers, interweaving and sliding them, flattening their palms together. “You could have come to New York."
"And you could have come back to Texas to visit."
She frowned. It surprised her that Gran hadn't told him about her visits. “I did. I just didn't come to the Double D. I didn't think you'd want to see me."
He sighed, still stroking her hair with gentle fingers. “It's probably for the best. You had your career, but right after college graduation, I was ready to settle down and have a family."
"You don't think a woman can have a career and a family?” Of course, based on Carolyn's example of a mother, she understood his hesitation. But, that had been her childhood, not his. His mother raised four boys and ran a successful ranch. Sure, she'd been working alongside her husband, but she still worked.
He lifted a shoulder in a shrug. “Sure, but I want my wife to be able to come home at night and not worry that I won't see her for weeks or months at a time because she's jet-setting to Paris for a fashion show."
His words hit her in the gut. He didn't want a wife who traveled for long periods of time, which meant if she still worked for the New York house, they wouldn't be together. The design house in San Antonio gave her more freedom, but there were no guarantees she wouldn't have to travel occasionally, and that travel could include being away for a week or two during the various fashion weeks around the world.
"What if her job required her to do some type of travel?"
"I guess it would depend. Are we talking frequent
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