CHAPTER TEN

HOPE

"Who needs a fictional boyfriend when I've got a real fucking cowboy?"

Samuel groans beneath me as I ride his cock into oblivion. He was extremely grateful for my interference with Braden, and he hasn't stopped proving it from the moment we stumbled into his house kissing and stripping like a couple of horny teens.

"You feel so good, baby."

"Do I?" Teasing him, I clench my pussy around his cock and relish his grunt of pleasure.

"You're the best damn thing I've ever felt, Hope. The best damn thing I've ever had. Tell me you're planning on staying in Guardian Valley after fulfilling the one-year obligation."

Silly man.

My fingernails dig into his shoulders while I rock into him. "You couldn't force me to leave even if some other dead billionaire decided to come out of the woodwork and leave me another massive inheritance. I like Guardian Valley, and I like you."

"Thank fuck!" Samuel rolls so I'm pinned beneath him and hammers into my pussy, bouncing us on the bed until we both come with varying cries of satisfaction.

Who needs a fictional boyfriend when I've got a real fucking cowboy?

Just kidding! I'll never give up my romance novels, but they're definitely enhanced by the knowledge that I have my own protective hero to call my own.

He can be over the top at times, but I adore how obsessed he is with me. Love that I don't have to question his feelings because he makes them obvious every single day.

Stroking his bearded cheek, a happy sigh flutters free.

I finally feel like I'm home, and it's in Samuel's strong embrace.