All Chapters of Satisfying Her Darkest Fantasies: Chapter 841 - Chapter 850

A lengthy pause hung in the air before he sighed. ”That’s how you feel?”“Sometimes.”“I didn’t mean—”“I am a big girl. I’m perfectly capable of seeing to my own needs and taking care of myself.”“This ain’t goin’ the way you wanted, is it?”She dropped her gaze to the bottle and her fingers picked at the soggy label. “Dad, nothing ever goes the way it’s supposed to when it comes to us. Something always comes up and changes our plans. No biggie. I’m used to it.”Silence hummed as loud as the air conditioning.“I’m sorry.”More silence.“I’m always sayin’ that to you, ain’t I?”Macie shrugged.After a while he laughed. “Well, this is fun. I sure know how to kill a conversation.This wasn’t what I had in mind when I came here.”She looked up at him. “Why are you here?”“Here as in, here in this camper? Or here as in, here on Gemma’s ranch?”“Both I guess.”With a drawn out sigh, Cash took off his hat. He tossed it on the seat beside him and scratched his head. “Mostly, I’m here in the

She ignored it. “Because he wasn’t around much.”“Yeah? How come?”“My mom was older than my dad by ten years. When she found out she was pregnant, she thought he’d be a lousy parent, so she did the mature thing and took off. I saw him maybe once a year. Seems pointless to tell him about this now, especially when he never knew some of the other crazy things my mom did.”“Like?”“She’d keep me out of school so I could experience ‘life lessons’ not math lessons.We lived all over the country. The year I turned twelve, Dad wanted me to spend summers on the reservation. My mom believed he’d take me on the rodeo circuit; she refused to leave me with him. When I was old enough to contact him on my own, I did.Right after my eighteenth birthday, Mom was diagnosed with liver cancer. She died quickly, which was a blessing for her. Her death immediately thrust me into the adult world, but truth was, growing up I was more the adult than Mom ever was, so it wasn’t really that big of a change for

Cash punched the clutch and shifted. “I’d planned on cuttin’ hay this afternoon, but it’ll be too wet. Not that I’m complainin’ ’bout the moisture. It’ll have to wait at least a couple of days.”“So what are you going to do?”“Thought about workin’ with that two-year-old. Is he halter broke?”“Barely. Ornery thing runs whenever he sees me with a halter. And I’ve been so busy this year I haven’t had time to work with him.” She expected him to wince. Not training a horse was as bad as not taking proper care of one.“I’d sure like to take a crack at him.”“By all means.”Cash stopped the pickup and Gemma hopped out to open and close the gate. He parked in front of the house and sauntered back to where she waited by the water pump for the bucket to fill.“What are you doin’ today?” he asked.“Thought I’d clean the horse trailer. Why? Did you need me for something else?”She hoped he’d say yes, that he needed her naked. Right now.“Nah. I’m gonna round up that roan.” He unlatched the door

The McKays gathered around a table piled high with food—laughing, smiling, happy.Normal pictures of a normal family with fond memories.Something like jealousy twisted in Macie’s gut. She didn’t have any pictures like that. She had a few happy memories from her childhood, but no documentation.What would it be like to have that connection? To people? To a single place? To have a history?Someone like Carter would never understand that even as she craved that kind of bond, the idea of permanence scared her to death.As she studied the second row of pictures, her face burned like she’d peeked into a forbidden window to the subject’s soul. She knew without a doubt Carter had snapped these photos.The first one was a close-up of his parents. His mother’s hand rested on his father’s weathered cheek. An intense love was apparent on their faces and they seemed unaware of anything but each other.The second photo was of a dark-haired brother, wearing the duds of a rodeo cowboy.He hung on a

He whispered, “Hang on, darlin’,” and pulled completely out and plunged back in to the hilt.Carter fucked her hard. Too hard to kiss her. Too hard for this turbulent mating to last very long.But she didn’t seem to mind. Her sexy whimpering moans filled his ears. He told her how good she felt. Wet. Tight. How many different ways he planned to fuck her. He’d never been good at dirty talk in bed but it drove her crazy.She arched off the bed, clamped her hands on his ass and cried out as she came again. Sending him right along behind her.He pumped harder. Deeper. He wanted to rip off the condom and feel her slick walls bathed in his come. He wanted to watch his seed dripping down her leg, knowing he’d put it there.He’d never felt so…possessive.Carter groaned when the pulsing in his cock didn’t stop. It’d been a long time since he’d had sex, but no sex had ever been like this.He came so goddamn hard he swore a blood vessel burst in his brain. He came so goddamn hard he swore he actu