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out, a barn set back from the main buildings. He headed that way in silence rather than head up to the main house. After so many years of looking after himself without servants underfoot, he didn’t want to be bothered with them now. Reaching the door, he shouldered it open and strode within.
    She glanced around the barn, her brows rising. “So, um, did you have a particular reason in mind for coming here?” She blinked and smiled. “Not that I mind the horses and all. In fact, I love them, but um...” Her gaze darted down to his mouth. She leaned forward to brush her lips over his. “I'm babbling. Forget the barn.” She twined her fingers into his hair. “I don't care where you take me, as long as it's just the two of us.”
    He grinned, feeling very much like a wolf in sheep’s clothing, and pushed open the door to the nearest clean stall. Kicking the door shut behind him, he dropped her feet to the ground and backed her up in the same movement. His lips crashed down over hers for a brief, hard kiss.
    “Reason…” He broke away to kiss along her neck, nipping her ear. “It’s been too long since I’ve been inside you, and the house has too many people between us and a bedroom.”
    “Mmm,” she moaned. “Yeah. Too far. Not good.” She ran her hands down his shoulders under his jacket and yanked at the shirt tucked in his pants. “Whoever invented dress clothes needs to be killed. Too much stuff in the way.”
    He sucked in a hard breath as her small hands found skin. His own weren’t idle, wrestling with the frothy voluminous skirts of her dress seeking her legs. “Like this dress,” he growled, frustration biting deep until he managed to fight his way through the damn stuff. His hand wrapped around her thigh, slid higher. A shiver worked its way through him to wrap around his cock, already hard in his dress pants. Her skin was so soft, so smooth. For an instant, he felt like the brute so many had called him, but her soft gasp of pleasure as he reached the curve of her ass and her hands fumbling with his fly sent the thought skittering out of his head.
    “Impatient much?” he teased, amused by her growls of irritation when she couldn’t get his fly open. Instead of helping her, he hauled her thigh up, pinning it by his side as he stroked his fingers over her satin covered pussy lips.
    “Oh, god!” She gasped, followed by, “Fucking hell! Get these pants off before I shred them.”
    Amusement escaped in a careful laugh, a sound he hadn’t heard himself make in years. Reaching between them, he flicked the fastenings on the fly loose with a practiced gesture. She crowed in triumph, already reaching for him, but he beat her too it. At the same moment, her little hand closed around his newly-freed cock, he slipped his fingers under the satin and sank a finger deep into her tight, wet pussy.
    “Please! Don't tease,” she whimpered. Her lips swept over his jaw, stopping every other second to suck and nibble. “I've missed you.” She gave another lick, then and a bite before she stroked her hand up his length slowly.
    “I mean it,” she moaned and jerked him in her small hand. “I don't think you realize how much.”
    She had all his attention, centered on the motion of her small hand. He groaned as she stroked again, in as much agony with this teasing as she was. “I realize, love.” He turned his head and claimed her lips, this time in the knowledge that their claiming was to be for a lifetime. Moving her hand, he adjusted position, setting his balance to lift her easily against the wall behind. Pulling her panties to one side, he rubbed the head of his cock between her lips, using the juices of her own arousal to lubricate their joining. Setting the thick head against her entrance, he eased his grip, letting gravity slowly impale her on his cock.
    She tore her lips from his, panting. Her gaze met his. “God, that feels amazing.” She clung to him, digging her nails into his suit jacket. She