Hot and Rowdy (To Tame a Burly Man #1) Read Online Frankie Love

Categories Genre: Alpha Male Tags Authors: Series: To Tame a Burly Man Series by Frankie Love
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Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20430 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
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She spins around in my arms. “And you’re a sweet thing too, Cash. You deserve something sweet as well.”

“I know. I want your sweetness, Cassie. I’ve salivated over the thought of your sweetness all fucking day. And now I need it more than ever.”

“Then enjoy it, big boy. Get what you’ve been waiting for.”

“With pleasure.”

With another kiss, I hoist her up to the counter, hiking up her dress. She’s taken to not wearing much around the house if she doesn’t need to. We’re still so hot and passionate for one another that not having a lot between us is a matter of practicality more than anything else, honestly.

She’s not wearing anything underneath, showing off her bump and her sex below, as well as her delightfully swelling tits. I’m sure they’ve been a source of pain and annoyance for her, but for me? They’re a sexy little change that I’m enjoying, just another perfect part of the perfect woman for me.

Cassie hurries to unzip my jeans, shoving them down, letting my cock pop out. Just laying eyes on her, even when she’s mostly clothed, is enough to drive me so crazy with need and lust for her that I’m erect and ready to give her a good, hard fucking.

She giggles maniacally as I do just that. Sometimes we’re slow and passionate, but sometimes? We just need to fuck. In a way that can’t be called anything besides fucking. Her arms and legs closing around me, pulling me closer, I’m slamming my cock right into her, her entire form vibrating from my penetration, and she’s unbelievably tight around me.

I always have to gasp and steel myself as I push myself harder to give her what she wants. It’s always a struggle not to savor each and every penetration in a situation like this, but we both want release and we want it now.

Every stroke, every rut, every cycle of our lust leaves us both crying out for more, the intensity we share going so unbelievably crazy as it drives us to go even harder. I need her more than air itself, driving my cock deep inside her, filling her so absolutely.

She’s screaming for me. Louder and clearer, free to do so as there isn’t a human soul around here for miles. She exploits this liberty to sing my praises, and I’m addicted to the melody of her orgasm, hearing it wrack her body. Feeling it rack her body, all of it twitching, her entire form holding me so tight and close and forever impressing me with just how secretly strong she is when it comes to taking me.

And I erupt inside her. The pounding pleasure of lust claims me too, leaving me groaning in appreciation for her. I never stopped this recklessness, which is how she ended up pregnant only six months into our marriage. It’s a miracle that we even made that long before she got knocked up, honestly.

“Love you, babe. Always have. Always will.”

“I love you too, Cash. My sweet cowboy, always coming home with offerings of orgasms and cookies.”

“Anything for you, especially if orgasms are part of the request.”

We simply kiss, enjoying the moment, laughing, and savoring one another's company.

It’s not going to be just us for too much longer, after all.

EPILOGUE 2

CASSIDY

TEN YEARS LATER

“I don’t think we can do any more rides, kids,” Cash says as he brings his horse to a stop, two sons on each side of him. “Old Monterrey needs a rest, and we wore out the ponies too.”

I laugh as I watch the scene from my window.

The horses aren’t the only things exhausted by our half-dozen children, of course. Cash is worn out too, but he’s never seemed happier in his life. Giving it all for the kids, and giving it all for me. He’s one hell of a man and one I’ve never once regretted making my husband.

“What’s so funny, Mommy?” Dolly pulls my hand. Our nine-year-old is in the kitchen with me, helping me make a casserole fit for our small army. She’s mostly stirring things, but she’s so happy to help regardless.

“Nothing you need to worry about, dear. Just your brothers and sisters driving Daddy a little bit mad.”

I pat her on the head and she giggles back to me. She’s my oldest, named after the grandmother she never knew. I heard so much about Cash’s mother from the Rowdy boys, and especially from their father. She was so dear to all of them, so I thought it only a proper tribute that we should honor her legacy like this. It was my idea, and Cash was so surprised when I suggested it.

“I’m here, Aunt Cassie,” Zoe says as she barges through the back door. “Am I late? Did I miss anything?”

Now a teenager, my little cousin is a whole lot different than when I first met Cash. In a twist of fate, she’s now helping me with my children just as I once helped my aunt and uncle with her and Zack.



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