Free The Lawman (Montana Men Book 1) by Vanessa Vale

tongue. Pulse after pulse of my seed shot into her mouth and I heard a little gasp of surprise as it did.
    I exhaled harshly once the climax subsided and pulled back. Glancing down, I gave her a lopsided, almost drugged smile. Even in her innocence, she could suck cock. A trickle of cum dripped from the corner of her mouth. Crouching down so we were eye to eye, I rubbed my thumb over it and pushed the tip into her mouth. "Lick." She complied, her tongue darting over the tip. "Swallow." Again, she did as I said. "Good girl."
    "Time for some of that pie," I murmured, standing and helping Ellie to her feet.
    She reached down to pick up her dress.
    "Oh, no. I want my pie with you just like that."
    She arched a red brow in confusion.
    "It's peach pie. I'm going to lay you down on the table, spread you wide and eat your pussy and confirm you taste just like real peaches."
     
    Ellen
     
    We made it to church with only minutes to spare. Ryder pulled me up short just outside of the open doors, the soft lilt of a piano floating out.
    I glanced up at him, a little breathless by our brisk pace.
    "Nervous?" he asked.
    "No." He just looked at me with that patient stare of his. "All right, maybe a little."
    He smiled and leaned down so he could whisper in my ear. "Are you wet for me, baby?"
    I felt my cheeks flush. My husband had stopped me before we left, pressing me up against the front door to lift my skirt and confirm I wasn't wearing any drawers. Then he proceeded to give me a sound fucking as my back pressed into the hard surface, my ankles wrapped securely about his waist. He'd even inserted a larger plug in my ass.
    "How could I not be? Your seed is dripping down my thighs."
    A lazy, satisfied smile spread across his face. "I'm going to remember the look on your face when you came throughout the service and the party after. The way your head was thrown back, mouth open. I'm going to hear that little throaty cry of pleasure and smile. People are going to think I'm being neighborly, but really, it's husbandly satisfaction."
    I looked up at him, pleased.
    "Now you." He ran a finger down my nape. "You're going to feel my seed on your pussy and thighs and remember you belong to me."
    "The plug in my ass will certainly ensure that," I whispered.
    He grinned broadly.
    I should have been perturbed by his possessiveness, but I wasn't. Not in the least. Quite the contrary, in fact. I loved knowing that we had secrets, something intimate that tied us together in a way far different than a marriage license.
    With that, he took my hand and led me into the church. He hadn't been exaggerating when he told me over breakfast everyone would be at church; small towns thrived on any news. The sheriff's surprise marriage would be fodder for months to come.
    As we were late and the service didn't call for idle chitchat, I had an hour's reprieve, content sitting beside Ryder, my body pressed into his side. Afterward, when I was pulled by a few married women in the direction of a community room to help with a potluck wedding celebration, I had to fend for myself. Ryder might receive a few congratulatory shoulder slaps from the menfolk, but not much else. The ladies, however, especially with Myrna and Mrs. Flanders in the mix, were going to be ruthless.
    "I'm Ann Murphy. You met my husband the other day." The woman was tiny, only coming up to my shoulder and a sack of feed might have weighed more. Dark hair was pulled up into a simple bun, but her features were delicate. She was quite pretty, especially since I could see her smile reached her eyes. She held a basket in her hand, a checkered cloth covering the contents within. Murphy...Murphy.
    "Oh! Is he all right?" He was the man Baxter held at gunpoint.
    Her porcelain skin became even paler at my question. "Thankfully, he is quite well. I understand it was a dangerous situation, but he assured me that he'd been safe." It was possible she was fishing for a story other than the one her husband provided. If