Chapter Ten

Fuck, yeah , he thought. He could feel her relax under him, and it made him feel like a giant.

"Good girl," he praised.

He kept his thrusts smooth and easy for several minutes, letting her get used to his size. When he was finally able to move without any difficulty, he sped up, thrusting deep and hard inside of her tight cunt. It was the most amazing thing he'd ever felt, and he had wanted to do it a million times. Nothing had ever felt that good and made him feel whole in his life.

It didn't take long before tingles started at the base of his spine, telling him he was about ready to erupt. He couldn't believe his lack of control with Sara.

He leaned down and kissed her passionately as he rammed his cock into her as far as it would go. In and out.

Sara finally started to tighten up on him. "Come for me, Sweetheart," he whispered against her ear.

Her cunt felt like a vice making it nearly impossible for him to move inside of her. A scream tore from her throat, and shivers coursed down her body. From the confused look in her eyes, it was something she'd never experienced before.

"Hang onto me, Sweetheart. I'm going to take you hard."

She raised her hips and wrapped her arms around his neck. He braced himself on his elbows and started pistoning into her at a fast pace.

He gritted his teeth as wave upon wave of ecstasy rolled through him as his seed shot out of his cock, filling her cervix.

When he gave her everything he had in him, he relaxed against her, tucking his face in the crook of her neck and inhaling her sweet scent. He never put all his weight down on her, knowing he could hurt her easily.

When he got his breathing under control, he lifted his head to stare down at her. He smiled at the sleepy but satisfied look on her face.

Grant kissed her before pulling his cock out of her and slipping to the side. He brought her up against his body. He reached for the edge of the blanket when she shivered and tried to get closer to him. He tucked it around her shoulder.

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The late afternoon sun was over the horizon when he woke from a nap. He couldn't believe he'd fallen asleep. He lifted his head and looked down at the woman who had already taken his heart.

The thought of his deception raced through his mind. He needed to tell her soon about owning the ranch and not being the manager. He guessed most women would be thrilled that he had money, but he knew in his gut Sara wouldn't. She just wanted him.

She started to rouse. His heart took another blow when she opened her eyes, looked at him, and smiled.

He kissed her. "How are you feeling?" he asked.

She moved her legs. "I think I'm okay. I might be a little sore when I walk, but that's not a big deal. I'll just sit in the hot tub for a bit."

His eyebrows jerked up. "You have a hot tub?"

She nodded and grinned. "Do you want to use it?"

"Hell, yeah." It was something he'd thought about getting but never got to. He made sure his guys had a Jacuzzi bathtub for their aches and pains, but he hadn't changed his.

"Anytime."

He kissed her again. "I'll take you up on that. But I'll want you with me."

She rubbed her nose against the patch of hair on his chest.

"Let's get dressed and have a brownie," he said.

He chuckled as her eyes brightened. He rolled to his back and pulled his boxers and jeans up before reaching for her clothing. He helped her get dressed, but it took longer than normal because he would stop and kiss a part of her body he admired.

He sat her up and made sure she was comfortable before he handed her a chocolate treat on a napkin.

Grant chuckled when her eyes rolled, and she hummed. He now knew what he'd get her for certain holidays and when he fucked up. He handed her a glass of the wine, sat back, and enjoyed himself. He closed his eyes for a moment and relished the feeling of contentment.

After a bit, they picked up the things and put them in the cooler before standing. He grabbed it, the blanket, and then wrapped an arm around her waist. After he got them settled in the truck, he started for home. His hand reached for hers.

"Are you okay with everything?"

She turned her head to look at him. "Like what?"

"The fact that you're no longer single and you're in a dom/sub relationship, which means I'm the boss."

She wrinkled her nose in that cute way. "Do I have to call you Boss?"

He snorted. "No. When we are at the club or in the bedroom, I'd like you to call me ‘Sir' or ‘Master.' Do you think you can do that?"

She thought about it a moment and then nodded. "Yes. I think I can."

"Good girl. I'm going to get you home. I have to be back at the ranch tonight," he said.

"Can I come tomorrow and visit Thor?"

"Yes. He doesn't growl at me like he used to," he told her.

Sara smiled. "Good. He's coming around."

"You're very good with animals."

"I have to admit, sometimes I'd rather be around animals than people."

He laughed. "I'm the same way."

He kissed her at her door. "I'll see you tomorrow."

She lifted her hand and waved. "Drive safe."

As he drove away from her house, it felt like he'd left pieces of himself with her. It wasn't a comfortable feeling, and he didn't know if he cared for it, but he also knew nothing would tear him away from her.

The thought that he might lose her when she found out about the ranch filled his head and made his stomach tighten with dread. He needed to tell her as soon as possible. He couldn't keep putting it off, or it would just get worse.

Jesus, he was turning into a pussy. He would just tell her the facts and why he did it, but he wouldn't let it affect their relationship. He wouldn't lose her.