Chapter Thirteen
July Second
Tucker
I watch as Lacey walks to a table covered in champagne glasses then jerk my head to Major. “I can’t believe you brought that bitch.”
My brother and I have shared our fair share of women. Not at the same time, of course, but we’ve been known to pick up the other’s leavings from time to time. Still, Lacey is different. She has done nothing but cause problems since the day Hadley and I were married. That alone should put her firmly on Major’s no-call list.
His eyes flash with anger as he crosses his arms over his chest. “Wasn’t my idea.”
“What the hell does that mean?” I cock my brow and wait for him to explain.
He runs a hand through his hair, causing it to stick up all over his head. “She and Mom showed up right before I left. Mom laid it on thick about how you had broken poor little Lacey’s heart. She said I just had to take Lacey to the ball to make up for what you had put her through.”
Fuck, our mother is a pain in the ass. I don’t know what’s worse. She has hated every woman I’ve ever brought home, including my wife. With Major, it’s the exact opposite. She tries to push every woman she meets right down his throat.
“I’m gonna have to do something about Mom.” Taking a deep breath, I look across the room to my wife. “Things are just getting worse between her and Hadley. I don’t think they can keep living in the same house much longer.”
“That’s exactly what Mom is hoping for,” Major says, slapping me on the back. “Only, she’s expecting you to tell Hadley to hit the road.”
I shake my head, trying to control my anger. “That is not gonna happen.”
“Old lady Shanks stopped by the farm this afternoon while you and Hadley were in town. She told me she is moving to Florida at the end of the summer. She’s giving us ‘til the end of the week to make an offer on her property before she places it on the market,” Major states, drawing my attention. “Her house is close enough for us to keep an eye on Mom, but far enough away she couldn’t just pop in all the damn time. Plus, that place comes with nearly eighty acres and a barn that was just built eight years ago.”
That would be fucking perfect. Mrs. Shanks’ land runs right along the back of ours, a creek standing as the property line. No damn way is that land going to anyone but Major and me. The house is just a plus. It’s big enough to fit Mom’s needs, but not so big Mom would struggle to keep up with it.
“What’s she asking for it?” I ask, not really caring.
“Five-hundred and seventy-two thousand, and I think it’s worth every penny,” Major replies, sounding excited. “Even if it didn’t run alongside our land, I’d still want to buy it.”
My eyes are locked on Hadley again when I answer. “Call her tomorrow and let her know she’ll have her money Monday morning.”
A growl works its way up my throat as another bastard steps on her toes. She’s been on the dance floor all damn night as one after another of my associates held her in his arms. The first few were friends of mine, just trying to be polite to my wife. The rest were all assholes, just wanting to get their hands on a beautiful woman.
“Tuck,” Major says in a voice just above a whisper, laying his hand on my arm. “That’s the President of the Breeders Association. You can’t kill him for accidently stepping on your woman’s toes.”
“Yes, I can,” I reply through tightly clenched teeth.
“Don’t forget he’s the same man who will help get Stardust noticed,” my brother adds with a tip of his chin. “We’ll want him on our side again when Raven’s Wing is old enough for a shot at the crown.”
“If Stardust does as well as I think he will, we won’t need his help anymore.” The words no more than leave my mouth when the dickhead steps on her toes again.
The pain flashing in her eyes is enough to have me leaving my brother behind. As I walk across the dance floor, the current Kentucky Derby winner’s owner attempts to start a conversation. With a harsh glare, I leave him standing with his mouth hanging open. I reach her side, just as the asshole steps on her feet for the third time.
“I need to speak to my wife,” I mumble in his direction, pulling her away from him.
She curls her fingers around mine and quietly asks, “Is something wrong?”
I lead her through the crowd, not bothering to give her an answer. Walking past people, without even saying hello, I head for the patio. As soon as we step into the cool night air, I pull in a deep breath. I can’t believe I agreed to come to this fucking thing. I didn’t want to come to this damn ball, but there was no damn way Hadley was going to take no for an answer. Not after she had to listen to Lacey bragging that I had asked her to come as my date.
“Where are you taking me?” she asks, looking around the well-lit patio.
Giving her hand a tight squeeze, my head tips in the direction of the bushes at the right side of the patio. “Somewhere dark.”
“All I’ve heard all week is how important this event is to Brady Farms.” She jerks on my hand, causing me to stop and look down at her. “We can’t just go hide in the bushes.”
If having Lacey shoving our almost date in her face wasn’t enough, my mom has been filling her head with bullshit all week. When I told Mom we weren’t going, she threw a fucking fit. She even had the nerve to say she would come with me if I was ashamed to take my wife. After I straightened her ass out, she apologized to Hadley and tried to explain away her words as nothing more than a slip of the tongue. Hadley accepted her apology, but I can tell she still hasn’t forgotten what Mom said.
Bending down, I place a kiss on her lips that quickly has her gasping for air. “We’re gonna have to hide if you don’t want all those folks seeing my dick buried inside you.”
She rolls her eyes and lets out a long, frustrated sigh. “We’re not having sex at the Breeders Association Ball.”
“Yeah, we are,” I reply, barely keeping the aggravation out of my voice.
Watching all those men with their hands on my woman drove me up the fucking wall. Every damn time they touched her, I wanted to rip off their fucking arms. Now, I need to be deep inside her, so I can wash their touch from her skin.
“I’m wearing an eight-hundred-dollar dress, and we’re not even gonna talk about how much my shoes cost,” she says, knowing I don’t give a fuck how much money she spends on shit. “You may not care, but I do. I’ve never owned anything this nice in my life, and I’m not letting you get grass stains all over me.”
Not bothering to listen to any more of her complaints, I tug her toward the back of the patio. “I’ll be careful.”
Not bothering to argue anymore, she follows along. I weave between two bushes and head straight to a dark corner of the building. Looking around, I make sure that no one can see, then push her against the wall. My lips meet hers, and my hands go directly to her skirt.
My lips move from hers to nibble just below her ear. “You’re gonna have to wear dresses more often, darlin’. I like the easy access.”
“Okay,” she moans, letting her head fall against the block wall. “Anything you want, sweetheart.”
I bend down just enough to wrap an arm below her ass and pull her up. Her legs immediately wrap around me as my hands start working the material between us. By the time I have her dress pushed up to her waist, she is rubbing her heated core against my cloth-covered cock. I’m aching to be inside her. Judging from the dampness I feel, she is just as ready.
My lips meet hers again as my fingers work my zipper. “This is gonna be fast, darlin’.”
“Okay.” She breathes the word, sounding more like a phone sex operator than a woman who was a virgin five weeks ago.
Once my cock is free, I pull her panties to the side and slide into her heat in one hard thrust. Going balls deep, I stay buried inside her and place my forehead against the top of her head. Her slick walls are so tight, I have to force myself not to come at that very second.
“Fuck, beautiful,” I growl, feeling her pussy pulse around my length.
She starts moving her hips in an attempt to get a little friction against her clit. “Always so good.”
Pulling out, I quickly thrust back in. Long, hard strokes have her moaning in my ear within seconds. Barely a minute passes before I feel her pussy tightening. Not wanting her to come without me, I slow down. I pull out to just the tip and hold still.
“I need you to move, Tucker.” Her hands worm between my jacket and shirt, and her nails dig into my back.
Even through the cloth, the sting is sharp enough to pull a growl from deep in my chest. “Do not come without me.”
“I won’t,” she promises, tightening her legs around me.
Needing to be deeper, I work my hand under one leg and lift it up. Tilting my hips, I thrust deep enough to feel her cervix kissing the tip of my dick. I pound hard with every stroke, pulling a gasp from between her lips. When a tingle finally starts at the bottom of my spine, I bury my head into her hair and breathe in her scent.
Rolling my hips, I whisper in her ear. “Come on my cock, my sweet Hadley.”
As if my words are all she needed, her pussy clamps down on my hard length. Her walls are grasping at me hard, making it nearly impossible to keep my thrust steady. Just as her spasms come to an end, I drive into her once more and shout out my release.
I barely have my breath back when she starts to giggle. “What’s so funny?”
“I can’t believe we just did that,” she says as I slowly place her back on her feet.
Buttoning up my pants, I shoot her a quick wink. “Believe it, darlin’.”
Her smile slowly fades as she wiggles her skirt down. “Your cum is gonna be dripping down my legs for the rest of the night.”
I look down at the apex of her thighs and smile. Suddenly, all the jealousy I was feeling earlier fades away, and I can’t wait to get back inside. At least, now, when those fuckers are dancing with my woman, she’ll be wearing my seed.