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would lay down my life for her. She has this way to captivate me.
    I couldn’t stop myself from being her knight in shining armor if I tried. Trust me, I tried.
    I will never forget what he said to me the day I came back from Oregon.
    “Brant, I love you like a son, but if you ever hurt my little girl I WILL put you in the ground. No questions asked. ”
    I watched him in shock as he walked away from me without so much as a ‘Hey, welcome back’.
    She kisses my lips, and I’m brought back to the present.
    “What are you thinking about, Brant? ” she asks, with a grin.
    I can’t help back smile back at her.
    “Just how fucking beautiful you are. And how fucking lucky I am. ”
    She rises up a few inches, and her hand is now on my very hard cock. I see the mischief in her eyes. She lines her pussy up with my cock, and slowly sinks down on it. Fuck. I don’t think I will ever get enough of her or her greedy pussy.
    “Fuck, doll. ” I groan out.
    She rocks herself on my cock, and I just watch as her big beautiful tits bounce in front of me. I reach one hand up, and pull her chest to my face.
    Sucking a nipple into my mouth, I bite it, and soothe it with my tongue. I hear a moan slip out of her mouth, and her body starts to tense. Her orgasm is close, and I want nothing more than to get her to come again.
    I grip her ass with one hand, and squeeze. This causes her to squeeze my dick more with her pussy. Fuck, I could stay inside her pussy forever. Even after having our three kids, her pussy is still tighter than all the whores I’ve ever fucked.
    I feel her body start to shake, and I know she’s close. I flip her over, and kiss down her neck. One hand is on her tit while I pound into her pussy. Her gasps and moans tell me I’m doing everything that she likes.
    Her pussy clamps around me, and I feel her go over the edge. She cries out my name, and I chase my release. She squeezes her legs around my waist, and it puts just enough pressure on my piercings to bring me over the edge.
    Resting some of my weight on Anslie, I kiss her back, and we both huff out in exhaustion. I fall over to my side, and pull her with me.
    Her head is lying on my chest, and I feel her cold hands creeping up my shirt.
    “You cold, Doll? ” I ask.
    I didn’t even think about it getting cold out here. She nods her head, and I get up to grab my jacket from the truck.
    When I sit back down, I drape it across her body. “
    You ready to head home? ” I ask, kissing her cheek.
    She shakes her head no, and pulls me down to lay with her.
    “Brant, ” she says with her eyes closed.
    Moving the hair out of her face, I ask her what.
    “What would you have done if you were never sent away? ”
    I just smirk. I already know the answer to that. Shit, she should know, too.
    “Doll, we would have had the twins about three years earlier.
    I know I should have protected you when we had sex all those years ago. But I wanted you so bad that I didn’t even think about anything but getting inside you. I’m sorry for everything I have done wro… ”
    She stops me by putting her finger to my lips.
    “Don’t, Brantley. Don’t you dare finish that sentence. Yeah, we made some bad decisions back then, but if they didn’t happen, then we wouldn’t have the sweetest, smartest and most handsome sons that we have. I wouldn’t change anything. They make our bad mistakes and troubles worth it. ”
    I can’t help but agree with her. I hate how some things played out, but I love my life.
    “When do you want to get married? I’m hoping it's soon because I’m not sure I can keep you from changing your mind when you figure how much of a shithead I am.”
    My question must have surprised her because she has a weird look on her face. She sits up, and grabs my face with both her hands.
    “I would marry you right here and right now if we could. I will love you all my life, and I can’t wait for the day that I become Mrs. Brantley Tate Insico. It will be the best