Page 140 of Take My Love

“Say it again,” I demand.

“Which part?”

“The words you said earlier in the kitchen. I wanna hear you say ’em to me.”

The corner of her eyes crinkle as a smile splits her face. “I’m in love with you. So take it. Take my love ’cause my heart is yours to keep, and I’d appreciate it if this time you didn’t give it back.”

“Never again, love. Not in a million years.” I press my mouth to hers, sliding my tongue between her lips and inhaling her moans. “Take mine too.”

When our mouths fuse together again, I lift her up and carry her toward the living room, except I trip over that godforsaken rat ball and nearly slam into the wall. Luckily, I catch myself in time before getting to the couch.

“Whew, that was close.” She laughs, straddling my lap and rocking against my cock.

“What’re we gonna do about him tellin’ your father?” I ask, trying to distract myself so I don’t explode in my pants.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll talk to him tomorrow and tell himeverythin’. He won’t like that we lied and snuck around, but he’s gonna be more upset about Ian threatenin’ you.”

Mr. Langston was like a dad to me growing up, especially after my own passed away, so it warms my heart to think he’ll be protective of me in that way.

“You want me to go with you? I can.”

“Thanks, but no. I’d like to speak to him alone first. There’s somethin’ I wanna talk to him about and we’ll have to put out an ad to replace Ian.”

“Okay, just let me know if you change your mind or when I should go over there.”

“I will…but right now—” She widens her thighs and rubs faster against my erection. “You only need to worry aboutonething.”

“Mm…and what’s that, my love?”

“Givin’ me an orgasm.”

“I think I can arrange that…” I slide my hand between our bodies, rubbing her clit over the fabric of her shorts. “You’re so ready. I bet I can get you there in forty-two and a half seconds.”

She grins. “Think so?”

“Yep. Start countin’, love.”

And before she even hits thirty-five Mississippis, she’s moaning out my name.

chapter twenty-five

Posey

Silas isextra flirty during yoga this morning and the women are eating it up.

Even Mila can’t deny it’s helped more members join and the class be more fun. The goats aren’t the only added bonus now.

I don’t mind it because it’s all in good fun. Now that people are speculating about us, we play into it more, stealing glances and not-so-subtle touches that’ll have them gossiping until the next class.

It’s been great for business since more people are buying goat soap from retailers in town and our website.

Landen and Ellie made an appearance at class too, which gave them time to see how we do things here. It was fun watching them try poses with goats climbing on them. We’re supposed to meet up with them tonight, but it’ll depend on how things go with my parents first.

“I’m gonna drive my car to my parents’ house, but I’ll catch up with you over lunch?” I tell Silas once we drop off the goatsand return home to change. “I already told Amaya I was takin’ a half day.”

“Okay, baby. Text me if you need me. I love you.”

“Love you too,” I repeat, butterflies swarming my belly at how much those words mean to me.