by Taylor Rylan
“Don’t we have a dinner date?” Rhett asked, pulling his mouth from mine.
“Yes, and we need to go or we’ll miss our reservations.”
“Fine. But dessert’s later, right?”
“Have I ever denied you anything?” I asked jokingly. But I hadn’t. I simply couldn’t say no to Rhett. I’d almost lost him, literally, and because of my own stubborn ass, I’d kept him at arm’s length for too long. I truly cherished every moment I got to spend with my husband.
“Okay. Dinner. Let’s go,” Rhett said as he walked back to his SUV and climbed into the passenger seat. I followed and stopped him from closing the door.
“What are you doing?”
“It’s your turn to drive. Besides, you said you wouldn’t have any issues driving an Audi. Prove it.” Rhett smirked before blowing me a kiss and closing the door. Every one of the Welsh men could smirk unlike anyone I knew. I shook my head as I walked around the front of the SUV and climbed in. Well, I tried to. I had to wait for the seat to move back before I could get my legs in the thing.
“You sure you’re okay not taking your truck?”
I glanced at Rhett as I put my foot on the brake and hit the Start button. “Yep. Perfectly okay with it. I test drove one of these, and trust me, I know just how nice they are.” After I had the mirrors adjusted, I held down the second button on the door, saving my seat and mirror placement. I had a feeling I’d be driving more than Rhett after next month.
“You ready?” Rhett asked. But when I looked over at my husband, he wasn’t looking at me. No, he was looking down at his phone, smiling. I quickly realized why when I saw Allison’s face on the screen.
“Yeah, I’m ready. But more importantly, are you?” Rhett finally did look up at me then.
“I am. It’s taken me longer to get here than I’d have liked, but I’m finally there, which is probably a good thing since we can’t exactly back out now, huh?”
“You took as long as you needed. I’ve only ever wanted what was best for you, and if we never got to this point, I’m just happy to have you in my life, Rhett.”
“Do not make me cry,” Rhett said, pointing a finger at me. He had me there though. He’d been overly emotional, but his therapist said it was okay and that it was to be expected at this point.
I quickly changed the subject and had Rhett laughing so hard he was crying for different reasons by the time we pulled into the parking lot of the Range. They had some of the best steaks around, and we certainly had plenty to celebrate.
Dinner was enjoyable and we had a great seat near the fireplace, something Rhett preferred. When we were finished eating, Rhett seemed a bit distracted. I would have been more worried if he hadn’t just been happy and talkative throughout the meal. I gave him a concerned look as we left the restaurant hand in hand, but his returned smile did something other than reassure me. I knew that smile, and it was pure trouble.
Rhett — 2
I couldn’t help it. I absolutely loved my husband, and he had done so much for me since I’d been kidnapped almost two years ago. He didn’t have to; I swear, he didn’t even want to be with me back then. But thank fuck he gave in and stopped fighting himself after I moved to Crooked Bend.
I cherished the fact that he wanted to take care of me, even though he would be the first to admit I was more than capable of taking care of myself. Hell, I always wanted to do the same with him. It’s what I had grown up witnessing. Dad and Papa were always doing little things for each other, and it was something that carried through into my own marriage.
So when Logan stopped at an Audi dealer, I had a pretty good idea what we were doing there. And even though I’d never admit it to him, I had to agree, we needed something bigger. I knew him taking the choice out of my hands wasn’t done with anything other than love. Some people would consider it underhanded, but not me. I simply couldn’t make up my mind. I know because I’d been trying to decide for weeks which vehicle would be my next one. I was out of time, and in just a few short weeks we were certainly going to need something other than my Jeep.
Because I like to spice things up—and because Logan was always game—I directed him to the back seat of the SUV before I climbed in.
“What are we doing here?”
“Well, I figured it would be good to see how much room is back here. I mean, at least before we fill it with car seats. I don’t think there will be room for anything or anyone else once we install those. Maybe we should have gotten a minivan?”
“Munchkin, I didn’t get this with the intent of me being the one riding in the back, so that won’t be an issue. And could you honestly say you’d have been happy with a minivan?”
I watched as my husband—my very tall husband—tried his best to get situated in the back seat with me. I laughed because it simply wasn’t working. Which was too bad, because I’d had…ideas.
I thought about it for a moment, and I knew that the seats could lie completely flat, so I held up a finger and gestured to Logan to wait a moment as I got out and went around to the back of the SUV. After I laid down the middle and the driver-side seats, Logan moved over, allowing me to flatten the third and final seat. I crawled in through the back cargo area and pushed the button for the liftgate.
“Okay, munchkin, now that you have me here, tell me why.”
“Do you really need to ask?” I said as I pushed on Logan’s shoulders, causing him to lie down.
“Rhett?” Logan questioned as his eyes widened in surprise. I simply straddled my husband’s hips and leaned in for a kiss. I raised my body up off his just enough to where I could get my hands in between our bodies and I could reach Logan’s belt and button on his jeans. His answering moan when I stuck my hand down the front of his jeans gave me the answer I needed. He was game.
I pulled away from him only long enough to unzip his pants and then tug them down just enough so I could get his quickly hardening cock out.
“Fuck,” Logan hissed as I sucked on the head of his cock. I gave the foreskin a quick but gentle pull with my lips before I pushed it back and swirled my tongue around the sensitive head. Logan’s hips started rising up from the seat, effectively pushing his cock into my waiting and eager mouth.
I reached into my pocket and pulled out the two packets of lube I had stashed in there when Logan had mentioned earlier that we were going out to dinner. The two of us had so very little time left before our twins would arrive, and I was going to make the most of every opportunity available. Right now, I wanted to christen our new vehicle. We’d had sex in Logan’s truck, my Jeep, one of the ranch trucks, and in one of the hay lofts at Wild Creek. Sunshine, my new SUV, needed to be broken in properly.
I pulled off Logan’s cock with a pop and gave it several hard tugs like he liked, before I ripped open one of the packets of lube and liberally slicked up his dick with it.
“Turn around. I want to prep you,” Logan said in a hushed voice. I nodded and gave him the other packet of lube before I maneuvered enough to where I could get my jeans off. This really was much easier in his large truck, but we would certainly make it work. Especially at this point.
Before I even had my jeans all the way off, I felt Logan’s slick fingers probing in my crack. I moaned at the sensation and pushed my ass back toward him, hoping he would get to it instead of playing around.
My husband, ever the considerate man, did just that, and I hissed when two fingers were suddenly pushed into my hole.
“That’s it—you know how much this turns me on. Just look at my cock, Rhett. It’s already leaking for you. It wants to be buried where my fingers are.”
Damn, I loved it when Logan talked dirty to me. He’d been really shy about it when we first got together, but by the time we left our secluded cabin for our honeymoon, he had that particular skill mastered.
“Yes. I want that. Please, Logan,” I pleaded. I needed to be filled with more than just his fingers. When two fingers became three and then three quickly became four, I had to gr
ab my own cock and squeeze it to keep from coming too soon. Logan had made me come many different ways since we’d been together; fucking me with his fingers had been one of his favorites.
I started rocking my hips, effectively helping him, until suddenly his fingers were gone and were wrapped around my waist as he pulled me on top of his body.
“I can’t reach you in this position, and you know how doing this in public does things to me so you’d better stroke yourself because I’m not gonna last. Your ass looks too damn good, baby.” Logan lifted me up and gently pulled me back, slowly impaling me on his dick.
“Aw, fuck. Yes. Just like that.” I panted as his thickness filled me.
I didn’t wait, I simply started rocking on him, pushing his cock all the way in. I looked down, and when I saw his balls next to mine, I moaned. Reaching down, I gently cupped Logan’s sack and rolled it in my hand.
“Yes, just like that,” Logan grunted as I slowly rolled my hips while tugging on his smooth balls. I was ready to explode, but I wouldn’t until I felt Logan pulsing deep inside my body, filling me with the familiar warmth of his release.
“Yes,” I yelled out as I felt a tingling in my own balls, signaling my impending orgasm. Logan’s balls had pulled out of my hand and tightened to where they were so close to his body, I could no longer get a grip on them, letting me know he was there with me. I ground my hips back and forth on top of him while moaning and panting.
I didn’t realize just how into it I had gotten until there was a loud bang on the driver-side window, startling us both.
“Sheriff’s department, open up.”
“Fuck!” I shouted just as my dick erupted and sprayed come all over the legs of Logan’s jeans. I heard him groan at the same time he grabbed my hips and pulled me down onto him as hard as he could. It was then that I felt his cock throbbing and pulsing inside me, letting me know he’d found his release at the same time.
There was another bang on the front window, and I realized that we’d been caught. Dammit. A little over two years we’d been having sex in not so private places and we’d never been caught.
“This isn’t exactly how I had planned on starting life as a new parent,” Logan said as he chuckled behind me. He twitched his cock once more before slowly lifting me up and off him. I didn’t catch it in time and some of the mess dripped out onto Logan’s hip.
“You wouldn’t happen to have any Kleenex, would you?” Logan asked as he lifted his hips and yanked up his jeans. The person outside pounded again, causing me to jump. Fuck, we were in trouble.
“Just a minute,” I shouted as I tossed a few tissues back toward Logan as I shimmied my jeans up onto my body. Damn, how were we going to explain this to our family? I crawled over to the door, and after I swung my legs in front of me, I leaned back long enough to button and zip my pants. I hesitantly opened the door and climbed out of the back of the SUV.
“Rhett? What the fuck!” I gasped and turned to look at the man whose voice I knew quite well. Fuck, shit, fuckity fuck. I looked at the rage on Jacob’s face and took a step back, away from the man married to my husband’s cousin. “How could you? Never in a million years did I think you’d be the call I got that someone was fucking in an SUV in the parking lot. What do you have to say? What is Logan going to say? It will destroy him! You know that!”
Just then, my husband crawled out of the back seat of the SUV and wrapped a protective arm around my shoulders. I buried my face in his chest and burst into tears.
“Logan? What the…”
I pulled away from Logan long enough to look at Jacob, who no longer looked pissed. He looked confused.
“Jacob. So…we can explain and hopefully since you’re a dad, you’ll understand,” Logan said as he looked around. I followed his line of sight and didn’t see anything out of the ordinary. The only thing I saw was Jacob’s department-issued truck parked in front of us.
“First…the SUV. What are you two doing in an orange…Audi? What the hell, you two?”
“It’s my birthday and Christmas present from Logan. He wanted me in something a little bigger and a little safer after I almost rolled my Jeep this summer.” And that part was true. I had almost rolled it, and Logan said I’d taken ten years off his life. I wiped my eyes with my hands, but I didn’t leave the comfort and safety of Logan’s arms. When Jacob took a step toward us, I involuntarily pushed back into Logan, seeking distance.
“Rhett, I’m sorry. I thought…”
“You thought I was cheating on Logan. I get it. And I don’t mean anything by it. I know you’d never hurt me, but we left Scarlett at home and right now, I just need Logan.”
Jacob nodded and kept his distance. “There’s more to this, and I’ll let you two off with a warning, but you can’t do this again. If you need to spice things up, go have sex in the back of Logan’s truck in the middle of a pasture or something.”
“We’ve already done that,” I said as I looked up at Logan, who nodded.
“You mentioned I’d understand because I was a dad. So start talking.”
“You can’t tell anyone. We’ve kept it a secret for so long because there’s been so many scares along the way,” I pleaded with Jacob.
“What are you talking about?”
“We’re about to become parents in a few weeks. We have a surrogate that’s pregnant with twins, but we didn’t want to add the stress of the family to her. She’s already had enough issues with the pregnancy,” Logan told Jacob as his mouth dropped open.
Logan — 3
“You what? You’re…holy shit! Congratulations, you two! When are they due? You said twins? Who did you use? We used Forever Smiles…shit, I wasn’t supposed to say anything.” Jacob looked upset, but he couldn’t keep the smile off his face.
“They’re due January tenth. We didn’t use Forever Smiles. We went through someone that Rhett’s therapist recommended. Her name is Allison, and she’s been an angel. We had two fertilized eggs implanted, hoping one would stick. We got lucky; both took,” I told Jacob. But then it was my turn to be surprised. “Wait. You said you used Forever Smiles.”
“Yeah, Isaac and I are going to have another one in April. We haven’t told Cammie or Sam yet, so don’t say anything. We wanted it to be a surprise for Christmas. We took a picture of Mack wearing a shirt that says ‘Promoted to big brother.’ It’s so damn cute.”
I gave Rhett another squeeze, knowing he was still upset about the situation. He burrowed into my side but turned his head to look at Jacob.
“Congratulations to you and Isaac. We won’t say anything until you announce it,” Rhett told him.
“Thanks, you too,” Jacob told us. “We’re both really excited, but it did take a little bit of convincing after all of the issues Isaac had with Mack.”
“Yeah, but you two seem to have worked things out with him,” I said, trying to remember the last time I saw Mack when he was super fussy. I kept coming up blank, and it wasn’t because I hadn’t seen him recently. We saw him at least twice a week. No, since Jacob had come into the picture, Mack had slowly become a sweet, although sometimes mischievous, little boy.
“Want to know a secret?” Jacob asked but didn’t wait for a response before continuing. “Goldfish. Mack loves those things, and I carry them with me everywhere. I have little bowls of those things in each of the vehicles, in every diaper bag, in my office at work, anywhere you can think of.”
I tried not to laugh. I honestly did, but I failed. It was a known fact that Mack loved his “ishy crackers.” “We’re not quite there yet, but we’ll keep it in mind for the future. Knowing my luck, the egg that my sperm fertilizes will be the one that gives us all the hell,” Rhett said as he pulled away from my side just a bit.
“You said your sperm. Did you both contribute, then?”
“Yeah, we both gave samples and both fertilized an egg. Then one of each was implanted. We only expected one to take and didn’t really care which one of us was the biological father. The way
we saw it, no matter what, our baby is going to have both of us for dads,” I said.
“I tried to get Isaac to do the same, but he talked me into it in the end. He said since he already had Mack, he wanted one from me, so I was the lucky one that got to provide a sample. It took two tries before she had a viable pregnancy.”
“Well, congratulations again,” I told Jacob before I leaned down and kissed the top of Rhett’s head.
“Okay, now the reason why I’m here. The office got a call saying that someone was in the parking lot having sex in their vehicle. Now, I know spicing things up is enjoyable, but you two have got to keep it on the ranch if you want to go having sex in the vehicle. Understood?” Jacob said before he looked back toward the restaurant.
I wondered exactly who it was that called the sheriff’s department because we were parked nowhere near anyone else. That, combined with the fact that it was dark outside already, led me to believe that it was someone that was either looking to do the same or it was some nosey old biddy who had her panties in a twist.
“We will keep it on the ranch. Promise,” Rhett told him.
“Wait, what are you doing still at work? Shouldn’t you be home with Isaac and Mack?” I asked. It was almost seven in the evening, and Jacob should have been home before now.
“I will be in just a bit. It’s Gavin’s day off, and I was covering for him tonight. We are supposed to get two new deputies again next week, so I’m anxious to see how that will turn out.” Jacob turned and looked over his shoulder before he sighed. “You two head on home. I’ll look into the call tomorrow. You shouldn’t have been seen, so I wonder if it was actually something else.”
I nodded, knowing what Jacob was saying without actually saying it. I watched as he turned and walked back to his truck and climbed in. I kept Rhett tucked under my arm as I walked him around to the passenger side of the SUV. I was a little concerned now, and hopefully it would amount to nothing other than a nosey old lady. I opened the door for Rhett, and he climbed in without saying a word. It wasn’t until we were halfway home that he finally said something.
