to watch as all the stubborn bull-headedness melted away to leave the very wild, sensual woman Caelen knew lurked inside.
She’d showed him that side once, and it had tempted him into throwing over almost every value and moral he held dear. Now, nothing stood in his way, nothing but her riding skirt and bloomers. Not bothering to waste time on fighting her clothes, Caelen released his grip on her mound to slide his hand back over the plump curve of her rear.
For a half a second, Jamie slumped into him, boneless and content with her release. The slip of his callused finger tips under the hem of her clothes electrified her spine with a surge of stiffness. With a jerk, she straightened, her gaze snapping with alarm to his.
“Caelen?”
He didn’t reassure her anxious whisper. Instead, he responded by savoring the feel of her soft plush skin beneath his bare hand as he palmed her ass before dipping back into the hidden well of her desire. The liquid proof of her release greeted him as he strummed his fingers through her soft curls to part her swollen folds and touched for the first time the sweet, intimate flesh that should have always only been his. Jamie responded instantly.
“Caelen! I don’t…” Her honey eyes went wide before dropping under the effect of his thumb brushing over her clit. The tiny motion stole the voice from her objection, smothering out her words with a whimper. “I…oh…I…no, don’t—”
She gasped for the objection, releasing it with a mew as he sunk one finger all the way into her tight channel. The velvety walls of her sheath clamped down like a vise on that lone explorer and about made Caelen’s eyes roll back in his head. Never before had he delved into something so amazingly snug. His dick pulsed with the very idea of how all that heat would feel wrapped around his length.
It would have been so easy to take that moment now, but Caelen held back as he felt the crisp lines of her nails begin to bite into his arm. Slowly he stroked his fingers into her, thrilling at the true moan that escaped her lips. She still fought him, but the strength of her resistance trickled away with the rolls of sweat that began to slip from under her hair.
Steadily, he pushed her further, stretching her wider as he filled her rippling sheath with even more fingers. The tender bud of her clit trapped beneath his thumb, Caelen unwound her bit by steady bit, until resistance faded and all that remained was a wanton woman riding his fingers.
Caelen smiled as she bit him on the shoulder and pumped her hips hard in obvious demand. It took two hours to get home and maybe, just maybe, he’d give her another release along the way, but she’d have to beg for it. Otherwise, he didn’t see any reason to give her ease from the need he planned to keep her in for the next two hours.
By the time he got her back to his cabin, she’d be more than willing to go down on all fours and recognize him as her master.
* * * *
By the time the MacAuely’s ranch appeared like a toy against the horizon, Jamie was ready to do just about anything Caelen told her to do. All he had to do was ask, then wait for her to mop herself off his lap, which wouldn’t be happening until the mush re-solidified into bone and muscles.
All she needed was just one moment to breathe without feeling his hands in places she should have never agreed to let him touch. What a fool she’d been to ever think she could come back here and teach them a lesson about desire. If only Caelen’s touch had been skin deep, then maybe she could have enjoyed the moment without losing herself in it.
It would be dangerous to forget that Caelen wasn’t just trying to seduce her into his bed, for he was trying to lure her into matrimony. Even if by some miracle Caelen and Brodie’s feelings for her ran deeper than lust and general affection, it still wouldn’t change that she had a life to return to. A life that she enjoyed. One that she
She’d showed him that side once, and it had tempted him into throwing over almost every value and moral he held dear. Now, nothing stood in his way, nothing but her riding skirt and bloomers. Not bothering to waste time on fighting her clothes, Caelen released his grip on her mound to slide his hand back over the plump curve of her rear.
For a half a second, Jamie slumped into him, boneless and content with her release. The slip of his callused finger tips under the hem of her clothes electrified her spine with a surge of stiffness. With a jerk, she straightened, her gaze snapping with alarm to his.
“Caelen?”
He didn’t reassure her anxious whisper. Instead, he responded by savoring the feel of her soft plush skin beneath his bare hand as he palmed her ass before dipping back into the hidden well of her desire. The liquid proof of her release greeted him as he strummed his fingers through her soft curls to part her swollen folds and touched for the first time the sweet, intimate flesh that should have always only been his. Jamie responded instantly.
“Caelen! I don’t…” Her honey eyes went wide before dropping under the effect of his thumb brushing over her clit. The tiny motion stole the voice from her objection, smothering out her words with a whimper. “I…oh…I…no, don’t—”
She gasped for the objection, releasing it with a mew as he sunk one finger all the way into her tight channel. The velvety walls of her sheath clamped down like a vise on that lone explorer and about made Caelen’s eyes roll back in his head. Never before had he delved into something so amazingly snug. His dick pulsed with the very idea of how all that heat would feel wrapped around his length.
It would have been so easy to take that moment now, but Caelen held back as he felt the crisp lines of her nails begin to bite into his arm. Slowly he stroked his fingers into her, thrilling at the true moan that escaped her lips. She still fought him, but the strength of her resistance trickled away with the rolls of sweat that began to slip from under her hair.
Steadily, he pushed her further, stretching her wider as he filled her rippling sheath with even more fingers. The tender bud of her clit trapped beneath his thumb, Caelen unwound her bit by steady bit, until resistance faded and all that remained was a wanton woman riding his fingers.
Caelen smiled as she bit him on the shoulder and pumped her hips hard in obvious demand. It took two hours to get home and maybe, just maybe, he’d give her another release along the way, but she’d have to beg for it. Otherwise, he didn’t see any reason to give her ease from the need he planned to keep her in for the next two hours.
By the time he got her back to his cabin, she’d be more than willing to go down on all fours and recognize him as her master.
* * * *
By the time the MacAuely’s ranch appeared like a toy against the horizon, Jamie was ready to do just about anything Caelen told her to do. All he had to do was ask, then wait for her to mop herself off his lap, which wouldn’t be happening until the mush re-solidified into bone and muscles.
All she needed was just one moment to breathe without feeling his hands in places she should have never agreed to let him touch. What a fool she’d been to ever think she could come back here and teach them a lesson about desire. If only Caelen’s touch had been skin deep, then maybe she could have enjoyed the moment without losing herself in it.
It would be dangerous to forget that Caelen wasn’t just trying to seduce her into his bed, for he was trying to lure her into matrimony. Even if by some miracle Caelen and Brodie’s feelings for her ran deeper than lust and general affection, it still wouldn’t change that she had a life to return to. A life that she enjoyed. One that she
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