Branding the Virgin(16)

Rolling us over, I put Mary-Jane on top of me without pulling out. She lies across my chest, and after a moment she sits up and starts to move. My cock hasn’t gone down since I met her, and it’s going to take a long time before it finally does.

I smile up at her as she moves slowly up and down, moaning with every pass. She looks like a goddess on my cock, and I want to lie here and worship her until my last breath. I grip her hips and help keep her steady as she rides. I’ve branded her with my baby, and now I want to imprint myself on her soul.

“Marry me today, darlin’. After this, I want to take you up to the courthouse and get the license. I don’t want another day to go by without making it legal. You and me and our baby. Make me the happiest man alive and marry me.”

“I’m yours, Ty. Me and our baby. I was yours from the moment we met, and I aim to keep you, too.”

It doesn’t take long before we’re both reaching our peak and climaxing together.

I want to do everything I can to seal this deal, and the thought of that drags me out of bed.

I grab my cell phone on the way out and call the first number on it.

“Hello?” Dolly says, still half asleep.

“I’m getting married today. Go get Blake and Trace and meet us at the courthouse. I’m gonna get ol’ Judge Thompson to run the papers through today. He owes me a favor after I broke his last horse.”

“What the fuck?” Dolly spits out, and I hang up.

I look over at Mary-Jane, who’s laughing at me. My smile matches her own as I pull her into the truck and make her sit in the middle, right beside me. Right where she’ll be for the rest of our lives.