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He pinches my nipple as he increases his pace and sinks deeper until I feel him hitting my G-spot.

“Such a good fuckin’ girl. Your cunt takes me so well, baby.”

The hoarse growl in his words is all it takes to send me over the edge, moaning and screaming his name as the pleasure takes over. I squeeze his shaft as I ride the waves, and moments later, he’s groaning my name as he comes inside me.

“Are you okay?” He rolls off me, then wraps me in his arms.

I turn and face him, then cup his face and press a soft kiss to his lips. “Yes. And I love you for trustin’ me and not treatin’ me like a porcelain doll.”

His devious smirk has me wondering what’s so funny until I realize what he did.

“That was you bein’ careful with me, wasn’t it?” I scold.

Though I’m not complaining because it wasreally goodbut goddammit. Now I want to experience the rough side of him.

“I didn’t say a word.”

“You didn’t have to! I know your little tells, you liar.”

“I didn’t lie. I gave you exactly what you asked for.”

I playfully pout as he plucks my bottom lip.

“As soon as you get the clearance for physical activity, I’ll bend you over this bed and fuck your brains out. Until then...no complainin’.”

I chuckle, snuggling closer. “Fine. Doesn’t mean we can’t shower together, though, right?”

“Noah...” His warning tone makes me smile. “You really are an AJ, aren’t ya?”

“There’s no adrenaline rush like sex in the shower on one foot.”

He snort-laughs. “It’s like you try to find ways to get hurt.”

“Says the formerbull rider. You’d be in there with me, and I know you’d keep me safe.”

He gets to his feet, lifts me into his arms, then carries me to the bathroom.

“I’m gonna have you countin’ until you come on my face.” He sets me down in the middle of the shower, and I grab the railing. “That sweet pussy is mine.”

ChapterThirty-Four

Fisher

TEN MONTHS LATER

“Good mornin’, beautiful,” I whisper in Noah’s ear as she sleeps beside me.

Waking up with her in my arms each day is a life I never knew possible. A year ago, I was positive I’d never find love and die alone. It was what I told myself I deserved. Until Noah jumped into my view at the rodeo and won my heart with one simple phrase—

“Happy Anniversary,” I say, and her eyes pop open.

I chuckle at the panic in them as the realization hits her.

“One year ago today...”

“The rodeo.”

We leave tomorrow for this year’s competition, but tonight, I have plans for us.