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  Normal and completely not normal at the same time.

  I’d become used to his intensity, but I’d forgotten how strong it was. It wasn’t him that changed, it was me. I grew up and was around regular people the entire time he was gone. And regular is okay, it’s how a large majority of people live their lives, surrounded by great people who just want to live a nice life with their families. Nothing at all wrong with that and there’s a lot of happiness to it.

  But it lacks that intensity. That intensity that someone like Cody brings to the table. He just comes on so strong sometimes. There’s no off switch when it comes to him and when he gets an idea in his head he goes all in on it, which is why he did what he did when it came to me.

  And it’s why he did it the way he did and without telling me. He wanted to surprise me, and oh did he ever surprise me all right.

  Shocked is more like the right word. Completely blew me away. But for a second there he did make me wonder if he’d turned Fatal Attraction crazy at the same time.

  But I know he’s not crazy, he’s just crazy for me.

  And that’s the way he shows it. What exactly?

  Love.

  I roll over onto my side and smile. Cody has his own quirks, idiosyncrasies, and a level of intensity that most men never will, but that’s what makes Cody Cody.

  And that’s how he expresses his love.

  And more importantly…it’s why I’ve fallen in love with him.

  CHAPTER 8

  Cody

  I stick the pitchfork into the straw and toss the fresh bedding into the stall. I’ve got the lambs coming in next week and I have to be ready for them…even if Cheyenne’s not.

  “The lambs are gonna love this place,” a voice says.

  I look up and there she is, standing in the doorway with the light from behind her lighting her up like the angel that she is.

  My angel.

  “I thought I was the one stalking you,” I say.

  She smiles.

  “Well, you did teach me a lot of things when I was younger so I guess I learned from the best.” She pauses as I flash her a smile. I can’t remember the last time I actually smiled, but it makes sense. It’s good to see her playfully ribbing me like this. It means things can’t be all bad.

  “And one of the things you taught me was if you want something you should go all in on it. Don’t let anyone or anything get in your way.”

  She steps inside the barn moving closer to me.

  “But you haven’t been around for a few years because you were off going all in…on me. And I somehow lost track of that intensity that you bring and that I once had myself. But today I felt it come roaring back. And I’ve been thinking of you ever since I became an adult, and especially since you came roaring back to us here in Wyoming.”

  She moves even closer as I straighten out my back.

  “And I want you to know that intensity that I see in your eyes when you look at me…well, I feel the same.” She moves even closer. “But I want to see even more intensity and the way to do that is to give your eyes a sight they’ve never seen before.”

  Her hands thrust sideways as she rips open her oversized coat to reveal she’s only got on a white bra and panty set underneath.

  I hear the ting of the pitchfork as it hits the floor, and my jaw practically joins it.

  “You are so beautiful,” I say taking a step towards her as she continues closing the distance between us.

  I pick up my pace and suddenly I’ve got my hands on her hips and I’m jerking her body into mine as my lips come crashing down on hers.

  CHAPTER 9

  Cheyenne

  My hands feel the sweat on his shirtless torso from the work he was doing as I wrap my arms around him. I feel his muscles flex underneath my fingertips and my nails dig into his flesh as his kiss gets hungrier and more aggressive.

  “I want you,” I say.

  “I need you,” he moans.

  I feel his hands on my ass and he squeezes hard before I suddenly feel my legs come up and off the ground. I wrap my legs around his waist as our faces devour each other’s.

  My hand comes in between us feeling the ridges of his muscles. I flatten my hand and move it along his chest, feeling the rock hard muscles there that are like granite. My hand continues lower finding the ridge of his chest and the beginning of his abs. The grooves are deep, like valleys in-between his stomach muscles.

  The distance between our torsos not only allows me to feel him but him to feel me.

  He cups my ass with one hand and his other hand shoots up in-between us and he rubs a flat palm in-between my tits, his outside fingers finding my cleavage and the fabric of my bra.

  His hand continues up until it’s just underneath my jaw. He bends his wrist until his palm is facing up and places it underneath my jaw, applying light pressure to the sides of my mouth with his thumb on one side and his fingertips on the other as my chin rests in his palm.

  “You’re mine,” he says. “You understand what that means.”

  I go to nod my head in his grip but it’s too firm. It’s not too much, but I definitely know it’s there and I like it. It turns me on.

  It gets me hot knowing how much I make this man of men lose control for me. How much he’s wanted me this last month and the steps he took to get me.

  “And even though I may have come on stronger than you were expecting this morning, I can guarantee you I wasn’t going to stop. Only regroup and try again…and keep trying until were mine.”

  I moan at the thought of him doing whatever it was going to take to get me. To go through hell and high water and to the ends of the earth to get me. To move mountains. And these aren’t just sayings. Cody is a real life cowboy who’s done all these things…literally, with the exception of hell.

  But I know life without him would be hell. A lifetime with a boy my age as we “figure out” life together? No thanks. I want a man who knows what’s going on. One who knows how to support and encourage a woman. A man who’s already figured things out and therefore can be my rock to lean on.

  That’s him. That’s Cody.

  And his experience only serves to breed more confidence, which he has in spades.

  But what he has right now is a rock hard cock as I feel it grind against the underside of my panties.

  “I want you inside me,” I whimper.

  I feel my boots hit the floor quickly and I grab the clasp at the back of my bra.

  “Ut uh uh,” he says looking at me like he’s almost angry at the thought. “I get to unwrap my own gift,” he says as he slides off his cowboy boots and tosses them to the side.

  I can see his massive erection begging to be set free from his jeans and when he unhooks that big old belt buckle and pulls the rough leather through the belt loops I know I’m getting close to seeing just how big Cody is…everywhere.

  He unzips his fly and slides his pants down, his cock springing like a diving board as the tip clears the denim, only the cotton fabric of his underwear separating it from me now.

  “And that’s my gift,” I say looking down at his massive rod. “And I get to unwrap it.”

  I move in closer dropping to my knees and then I rub the side of my face against the fabric of his briefs as I feel his cock twitch against my cheek.

  My fingertips curl around the side of his briefs and I slowly lower them down until his cock springs free standing at attention right in front of me.

  I stare at its perfect shape and the sheen of pre-come on the tip before I take it in both hands.

  It’s still too big. It’s bigger than both of my hands stacked on top of one another, and then some.

  I slide my hands up and down the shaft and wonder if I might be hurting him.

  I consider licking my hands or trying to take some of him inside my mouth first, but something feral takes a hold of me and I spit on his rod and then slide my hands up and down his shaft.

  “Holy fuck,” he says as his head tips back.
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br />   He reaches for the side of the pen to brace himself and I reach for his thigh running my hand down and then up feeling his leg flexing as I stroke him as his manliness stares me down just inches from my face.

  I may be a virgin, but I do have the Internet so I have an idea of what I should do to please him. But again something inside me just takes over and all the planning I had for this moment goes out the window when my mouth forms an “O” shape and my head moves forward taking the tip of his rod inside my mouth.

  My mouth quickly finds the ridge of the firm tip and I try and slide in more. I take as much as I can not realizing how big he was actually.

  I stack my hands on his shaft again stroking him before leaving my hand closest to his pubic bone and dropping my other to his balls, cupping them as my head bobs up and down on his rod.

  “Right there. Just like that,” he says as I hear the metal pen rattle as his arm muscles twitch and his grip goes hard as steel as he steadies himself.

  I feel his other hand find the top of my head and he moves in unison with me. He’s letting me be in complete control, his hand just resting there, not forcing himself inside me or being aggressive at all…thank god. There’s no way I could take more of him. Not now. Not this first time.

  As I’m cupping his balls I feel them start to rise and I know what that means, but before I can say or do anything his hand slides down the back of my hand and down my back finding my strap, unhooking my bra and I feel my breasts fall free.

  His hands grab my shoulders and he jerks me up and to my feet, spinning me around as the popping sound of his cock flipping out of the inside of my mouth echoes throughout the barn.

  I feel his hand come down on my ass hard and then he slides a flat palm up my spinal column causing my nerve endings to pulse shooting boiling blood throughout my body.

  His hand continues up until it’s in between my shoulder blades and then he slides his hands around and takes my breasts, pulling my body back into his.

  “I need you so damn bad right now,” I say.

  “Take me,” I say.

  “You deserve better than this.”

  “I want this. I’m a country girl and you’re a cowboy. We don’t need pretty. We need animalistic.”

  He exhales hard in my ear from behind and then a groan escapes him from his belly and exits through the thick vocal cords of his throat.

  I push my ass out more, grinding it into his bare cock.

  “Fuck me, Cody,” I say as I twist my head back towards him.

  I stare into his eyes with a hunger so deep that he must sense it. One hand comes off my tit and he puts a finger at the opening of my mouth. I slide my head forward taking it as I watch his expression change from hunger to a complete loss of control.

  My panties are soaked and I want nothing more than for him to rip them off, and that’s exactly what he does.

  I hear the cotton tear as his big, thick, calloused fingers pull them across the side of my ass exposing me to him.

  A cool breeze whips across my ass before a hot hand comes crashing down on it. He leaves his hand there squeezing my ass hard. He grinds his palm into the flesh turning it up in his hand like he’s kneading bread or something and this barn feels hot as an oven now.

  “How does it feel to know you’re seconds away from being mine?” he moans into my ear.

  “Seconds feel like hours. Too long. Take me now, Cody,” I whimper.

  His hand rolls over with his fingers pointing down as he slides in closer, his cock thumping against the bottom of my ass.

  “I’m in charge here and I’ll take you when I’m ready.”

  I moan at his dominance and feel my pussy literally dripping down the inside of my thighs now.

  He grabs his rod lining it up at my opening and then runs it down between my folds lubricating his already wet tip even more.

  “Inside me,” I say, arching my back trying to will his dick into my slit.

  “You’re pussy is mine now. You’re mine now. You understand me?”

  “Uh huh,” escapes me, but I can’t think straight anyways. All I know is there’s no going back after this, nor do I want to.

  I want him, now and forever. I want this. This life of passion that’s so uncontrollable it brings out the animal inside each of us each and every day we’re together which I know will be for eternity.

  But right now eternity is what it feels like waiting on him to claim me. I want it so damn bad and I know he does too, but when his hand runs back down along my back I feel goose bumps cover my body I can’t deny how much I love the anticipation. And if the appetizer is this good I can only imagine what the main course is going to be like.

  “You’re mine, Cheyenne…” He takes one of my hands and brings it around back putting it on his ass, pressing his hand hard over the top of it telling me to get a firm grip. “…forever,” he says as I feel his ass muscle flex and his hips move forward as he enters me for the first time.

  My eyes close and my breathing stops for a second as I feel my walls open for him before he pulls back, careful not to exit me.

  “Oh my god you feel incredible,” he says. I can hear him breathing hard. “You okay, beautiful?” he asks.

  “Yeah,” I say as my breath catches. “I can take more.”

  “You sure? You’d tell me if it’s too much?”

  “It’s perfect. I want more,” I say.

  My hand comes off his ass and joins my other as it grips the metal of the side of the pen and his hips slide forward again causing my body to move in unison and the metal to rattle again.

  “Deeper,” I say and his hips slide back and then forward again his cock gliding through my walls.

  His position behind me allows him to get so deep I feel as if the two of us are one person, and that’s how I want our connection to feel always.

  He continues moving in and out of me and I know he could go even deeper, but I can’t help but appreciate that he doesn’t completely let loose on me. I wouldn’t be able to take it all right now.

  But I will. As I get more and more used to him it will happen.

  But right now this is more than enough.

  His pace quickens and the rattling reaches a fever pitch like I’m trapped and I want to get out.

  And something is trapped deep inside me. Tension, stress, and the orgasm that I’ve never had.

  And when I feel his hands take my hips and we move together as one I know I’m getting close to experiencing my first climax thanks to him.

  “Faster,” I say. “Let yourself go, Cody.”

  “Uhhh. Uh. Uhhhhh,” comes from his throat, a gravelly sound that matches the man

  The fence continues to rattle and I feel the straw beneath our feet move and fly as my boots slide along the concrete beneath, having dug a hole through the straw I was standing on.

  “Cody, I’m…I’m…gonna…I’m coming!” I yell as my eyes close tight, my fingers grip the metal harder than ever before and suddenly a wave washes through me and then every tightened muscle relaxes as I climax on him just as I feel his warm seed enter me.

  “Ahhhh!” he yells as he fills me, the tip of his rod pulsing against my spot as a second eruption enters me and then a third.

  My head spins and I don’t even know which way is up until I feel his scorching skin come down against my back.

  “You’re so hot,” I say.

  “No, you’re hot, beautiful,” he says and I can’t help but smile.

  “But I can barely stand right now,” he says as he pants for air.

  “My knees are so shot,” I say.

  He wraps those big arms around me and carefully guides us down into the straw without removing his dick from inside me.

  “Time for a romp in the hay?” he says.

  I laugh and then get one of his very rare laughs followed by a smirk.

  “What in the heck do you call what just happened?”

  “That? That was called me claiming you. Me making you mine. Me showi
ng you just how much I want you to be my wife, the mother of my children, my everything. That’s what I call that.”

  “Okay…well, then that was a good start then,” I joke. “You definitely got my attention when it comes to those things,” I laugh. “But there’s one thing you forgot,” I say.

  “I didn’t forget anything. You’re all that now. You’re mine, woman.”