Chapter 7

CHAPTER SEVEN

CASH

The following day, my thoughts are consumed with Anna’s confession. A mix of rage and disbelief flood my body, and I struggle to concentrate on my day’s work. After hearing what Anna went through before running from the compound, I want to hold her and wrap her in bubble wrap. Those people are nuts, and I never want them near her again.

A few times I have to stop myself from marching to the house just to make sure she’s safe. I’ve never felt like this towards anyone before—I don’t know how or why, but that vulnerable young woman has quickly wormed her way into my affections.

That evening, once I take Anna to our bedroom, I notice, once again, how she’s trembling in fear. I hate this. She needs to know she’s mine and will only ever be mine. I’ll kill anyone who tries to take her from me.

So far, we haven’t done anything sexual. I’ve been taking the edge off my rampant and persistent arousal by jacking off in the shower. I know she’s a virgin, but the thought of being the only man to ever be inside of her has me puffing out my chest with pride.

Pulling the cover away from Anna, I see she’s wearing the clothes she borrowed from my closet earlier. “Why are you still dressed?”

“I… I thought you liked seeing me in your wife’s clothes,” she says with a shrug.

Raising an eyebrow, I open my mouth to tease her but stop myself when I see the insecurity in her expression. Looking into her beautiful brown eyes, I instead try to convey how much I mean what I’m about to say.

“Baby, I can assure you I haven’t even thought of Becky since I laid eyes on you, and if we had any other clothes that fit you in the house, I would have given you those instead. That woman hurt my children, and the damage she’s done to their little hearts is never going to be fully repaired. There is no love left between me and Becky.”

Rolling over on top of Anna, I place my arms on either side of her head while dipping my forehead to rest against hers. “From the first moment I laid eyes on you, I’ve felt a magnetic pull. I’m finding it difficult to keep my hands off you, and my cock has been as hard as steel wanting to claim you for his own. Other women haven’t entered my thoughts since I first laid eyes on you.”

“Really?”

“Really. What we have is real; I’m going to make it my mission to give you the best life I can. You’ll have a family, but you’ll also get to have a mind of your own. If you want to stay at home and raise our babies, that’s fine, but if you want to work outside of the home, have hobbies, friends, or whatever else you may want, I’m going to make sure it happens.”

She flashes a warm smile at me. “Okay, husband.”

“Now I’m going to make you mine in every way. Seal you to me forever.” My fingers reach out and slowly begin to remove her clothing. She focuses on my hands as her breathing hitches.

Gazing down at my young, stunning wife, self-control becomes a struggle. She’s so pure, it feels almost sinful to sully her with my dirty, calloused rancher hands, but quickly my control snaps, and I find myself wanting to make her as filthy as I am.

Kissing her from head to toe, I bring my mouth to her beautiful nipples, sucking one, then the other. My tongue finds its way down her abdomen, licking the salt from her skin; I pause when I reach her pussy and inhale the sweet scent of her arousal. She’s dripping wet.

Using a finger, I rub her clit in circles before running my tongue along her folds. She tastes like honey and strawberries. Pushing a finger into her virgin channel, my eyes roll back in my head when I feel how tight she is. “Is all this wetness dripping out of you for me, wife?”

“Yes, Cash. All for you,” she replies, tone breathy.

Hovering above her, I line my dick up with her virginal entrance and crush my mouth to hers, ready to swallow her screams of pain. Pushing my hips forward I enter her tight pussy. A place no other man has ever been, and I almost come from the thought that it’s all mine. This woman is mine forever; mine to fuck, to protect, and to cherish. I pause once I’m seated all the way inside of her, allowing her body to adjust to my large size. My cock feels like it’s being strangled and her pussy flutters around it.

I continue to ravage her mouth as I start to fuck her, pushing in and pulling almost all the way out of her. She’s so wet that I can hear every thrust, and she smells divine—a mixture of her arousal and the bath oil she used earlier.

Sex never felt like this with my ex. This is like I’ve died and gone to heaven. Unfortunately, it’s not going to last long enough. I reach down between us, rubbing her clit with fervor. She has to come before I do.

The moan she lets out as her orgasm hits, spurs me on. I thrust into her harder and faster until my cock explodes and I see stars. As my warm seed sprays her pussy walls, I already want to fuck her all over again.

“Are you okay Anna?”

She smiles shyly. “I’m good.”

“Let me get you Tylenol and water for the soreness. Be right back.”

When I come back to bed, I bring a warm washcloth. I reach down to clean her and see the red tinge of blood on her thighs, and then I notice my dick is also covered in her blood. The thought makes me hard all over again, but knowing she needs to rest, I finish cleaning us up before handing her the medicine and water. Climbing back into bed, I kiss her gently.

“Good night, wife.”