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Two years later

– EASTLYNNE –

Glancing over the storyboard allows me to visualize the scene they want one of my horses to do. It gives me a chance to decide which horse to use. A year ago, there wouldn't have been a choice and I'd instantly go with Fletch.

Sadly, we had to euthanize him about a year ago due to the debilitating effects of old age. I knew it was coming but it didn't make the choice any easier. I miss him and sadly see the resemblance of his character in both Breeze and Buckey. I'm thankful to have those two with the same bloodline.

Over the past two years, we've added more horses. The first one was a blue Blagdon Gypsy Cob my sister bought from the Clyden's Ranch. We had to wait to pick her up until the stables were rebuilt after the fire. It did give us a chance to build a bigger stable and I finally have my dream complete with the amount of horses I'm surrounded with. Not only when I'm at my own ranch, but also when we stay at the cabin at the Iron Hot Blood Ranch.

"Did you make a decision yet?" Rourke rumbles from behind me.

Turning, I surprise myself by stating, "Buckey."

Rourke smiles and it allows for his dimple to make an appearance. "Good choice. Now, I think it's time for you to come to bed."

He takes my hand and drags me to my feet. I barely manage to hit the lights and plunge my small office into darkness. We have the house to ourselves today and Rourke did mention we were going to take full advantage.

The past two years have flown by and yet every day spent in his presence is one that's scorched in my memories. Opening up and getting to know him might have been one of my best decisions ever. My life took a spin and changed so much.

I still have moments where social gatherings are avoided by choice, and I gladly leave meetings and chats with potential clients for my sister to handle, but the found family I surrounded myself with by stepping into Rourke's life is amazing. Trust, understanding, support, loyalty, warmth, and love are keywords that fit every single person.

I squeal when Rourke suddenly scoops me off my feet and throws me over his shoulder.

"You're not moving fast enough, woman," he rumbles and jogs in the direction of our bedroom.

My gasp turns into a moan when he grips my hips and pulls me down his body. His skillful fingers make fast work of removing my clothes. There isn't a thought in my mind about the horridness of having my clean clothes hit the floor. This man has managed to dull most of my struggles, along with the meds I take. You might say he's my kind of therapy, one I should have started sooner and clearly can't live without.

I let my hands wander underneath his leather cut and pull his shirt out of his jeans. A frustrated growl rumbles through me when I fumble a bit too long with his belt. Rourke chuckles and takes a step back. How come I'm already naked while he's still fully dressed?

I lick my lips when I realize he's giving me a stripper act by slowly removing his clothes. Okay, it might not be as sexy the way he's kicking off his boots and pulling off his socks, but the end result is when he's finally palming his hard length. The heated stare he gives me is enough to send a shiver of desire through me.

"Get on your knees and spread them for me, love." His voice is filled with the lust that's radiating from him.

There's no hesitation as I sink down in front of him, parting my legs so he can see my bare pussy.

"Good girl," he praises. "Now, open that hot little mouth and don't forget to give me your eyes."

I loosen my jaw and follow his order, feeling my belly flop when his powerful body steps closer. He pumps his cock in his hand and lets his thumb flick the piercing I've grown very fond of. The thick, hot head bumps against my lips and I greedily slip my tongue out to taste him. His fingers sink into my hair and he fists it to keep my head in place.

"Open wider," he practically growls.

I oblige and he instantly feeds me his hard cock. A moan rumbles through me and I start to suck and swirl my tongue the way I know he likes it. Curses rip from him and he keeps my head in place while he throws his hips back and forth to roughly fuck my mouth.

I might not have had a lot of experience when I met him, but over the years we've learned every inch of our bodies, and especially what we like and how we gain maximum pleasure. Never a dull moment, that's surely a quote that fits our relationship well.

Especially, when he suddenly pulls his dick free and growls, "Get on the bed and spread 'em."

Following his orders in the bedroom definitely makes me all hot and wet. When I let that little tidbit slip to my sister, she told me I shouldn't be a pillow princess and needed to brighten my horizons. Screw her. I love every second I spend with my man and there's not a single complaint about anything from either one of us. He groans while I gasp when his tongue spears my pussy.

My hands grip his head and I grind my pussy against his face to get myself off. Screw being a pillow princess, I'm full-on action when it comes to giving and taking pleasure. Rourke slightly shakes his head, making the scruff of his jaw add to the friction.

I'm so close to coming, I can practically smell the scent of the orgasm in the air. Maybe it's because Rourke surges up and rams his dick deep inside me while he takes my mouth in a scorching kiss. Being completely filled to the brim, the piercing hitting the right spot inside me, while tasting myself on his tongue causes sensory overload and makes my body shatter underneath him in utter bliss.

"Fuuuuuuuck," Rourke grunts as he rips his mouth from mine.

He takes my hips in his hands and fiercely starts to fuck me to chase his own bliss, slamming deep four more times before grinding against me, roaring out his release. Hot jets fill me as I feel him pulse inside.

I'm completely out of breath and sag down into the mattress. Happiness is a word, but feeling utterly spent while the warmth of my man's body is plastered against me comes close to a vivid description.

"I love you," I murmur with my eyes closed.

I feel how he lifts my hand and places a kiss on my finger before I feel him fumble. "I love you enough to bind you to me forever and always."

My eyes fly open. Okay, we have exchanged the words ‘I love you' in various ways over the years, but his words sound different. There's a satisfied grin on his face and I glance down at my hand, which he's placed on his chest and is still holding my wrist to keep it there.

"Oh," I gasp when I notice the ring he's put around my finger.

He leans forward and brushes his nose against mine. "Is that a yes?"

"To forever and always?" I murmur.

"We already agreed to that, it's the binding me to you that's on the table, wifey," he fires back.

I bite my bottom lip and mumble, "That depends."

The corner of his mouth twitches. "We'll swing by the courthouse and bring Parker and Cosima, no one else needs to know. It'll be just us."

A huge smile slides across my face and I tell him with my whole heart, "Yes."

Some things might always make me pause, but if there's anything I learned in life is that there's always a way to get from start to finish. Sometimes we need to take hurdles or the long way around, but ultimately, we'll reach that finish line no matter what.

Mine is met every day I get to spend with Rourke. The man brightens my horizons and allows me to see past said hurdles to get to our own personal finish line. Each one of those becomes a milestone in our past and a new goal to set for our future.

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