Chapter Fifteen

Tracy

“Not happening, sweet thing,” Bronco says when I press myself into his side and my body melts into his.

How does this place already have a sense of home to it? I woke up in an empty bed and wasn’t too happy about it until I smelled breakfast. Bronco stands at the stove flipping a pancake with a pile of crispy bacon next to it.

I’m tender between my legs after last night. I lost count of how many times we went at it because it was kind of a frenzy. At some point it slowed down and then it was gentle and sweet. That was Bronco though, and he has all kinds of sides to him.

I’m thankful for the years of horse riding because I’m sure I’d be in a whole lot more pain if not for that. Still, with every move I make, I can feel that Bronco was inside me most of the night. It might sting a bit, but I enjoy it. The same way I enjoyed it when he spanked me.

When he’d taken over control, it was as if a weight had been lifted off of me that I didn’t know was there. Not until he removed it and Bronco was there to take care of me. He was in charge, and I was to do what I was told. I knew and trusted everything would be more than okay, and I was right.

It hits me hard that I trust him. Not only that, but he’s the only person I’ve ever trusted in my whole life. Even now I can see the hard ridge of his cock in his jeans straining to get out and play. Instead, Bronco’s not going to give me what I want because he knows I’m sore and he doesn’t want to hurt me. I think I’ll be okay, but he would worry about it the whole time. Again, another crazy moment where someone is worrying over me. That's new too.

“I think I love you, Bronco.” The words slip past my lips, and he cocks his head toward me as his eyes meet mine. I think I might have shocked him since Bronco is always so quick with his words and comebacks. In fact, the man is always three steps ahead of everyone and everything. “More than that, I trust you. I don’t think you know what that means for me,” I say, letting it all out.

It’s too late to hold it in now because I’m well beyond the point of return. He either breaks my heart or he gives me everything that I could have dreamed of. Why wait and take baby steps toward that when I could know it all now? I think he’s going the same way I am, especially after the whole baby comment and taking care of me. Then again, he could have meant in the chance I got pregnant. If I didn’t, then there’s nothing to take care of.