talked about patience. How much better it can be when the heroine gives her body’s pleasure over to her lover.”
They did, but she was having a hard time remembering the details. If he was feeling even half of what she was right now, she wasn’t sure how he could form coherent sentences. “But aren’t you…?” She looked down at his jeans and he laughed roughly, his hand coming up to grip her wrist and drag it down his broad chest and into his lap.
“Tempted? Turned on? Hard as fucking stone?” he replied. “Just so we’re clear and there’s no misunderstandings between us, you can feel for yourself.”
Jesus he was…her fingers gripped the thick, steel-hard erection and, with his direction, traced its length until his belt halted her progress. He was big . Alicia shivered and her eyes met his again, uncertain, but undeniably aroused.
His expression was one of grim restraint. “You will take me, Alicia Bell, and sooner than you’re ready for if you don’t stop looking at me like that.” He took her hand off him and raised it to his lips. “I know exactly what to do to make sure you’re ready for me. Trust me to take care of your body and your pleasure. Stay with me and be mine until you leave. You can complain and cuss and tempt me all you like, and we can stop whenever you give the word, but if you give yourself to me…I’ll make sure you won’t regret it.”
She opened her mouth and he shook his head. “Don’t answer yet unless it’s a yes without hesitation.” He smiled tightly and started to button her sundress again. “We’re nearly there. We better cover you up so those ranch hands and my single cousins don’t get any ideas.”
Alicia held her tongue while he straightened out her top.
They reached the gate and he swung off the saddle, reaching up to wrap his hands around her waist. She’d lifted her leg and was facing him, ready to be lowered down when he groaned. “Wait. Show me again.”
Her heart fluttered in her chest and she lifted her skirt, spreading her legs just enough to give him what he wanted. She could feel her arousal on her thighs, knew he would be able to see how much she wanted him.
She gasped and jerked in his grip when he lowered his head and flicked her wet sex with his tongue. She could feel his groan against her clit and arched her neck, so sensitive and aroused now it felt like she was one touch away from finding her climax.
He raised his head and she blew out a shaky breath. Torture. If she agreed to his proposal this would happen again. He would take her to the edge and leave her there until she was desperate. And then he would do it again. She lifted the hat still dangling from her hand and placed it back on his head, adjusting it until it looked right and she got her breathing under control.
He chuckled roughly. “Thank you kindly, ma’am. I wouldn’t be much of a cowboy without that.”
He lowered her slowly to the ground, looking into her eyes with a fire that gave her a small amount of comfort. She wasn’t alone in her need. He was right there with her. He just liked to be in control.
They reached the gate, Tracy releasing her hands and the reins of his horse to open it for them. Alicia could hear children laughing and screaming and music drifting toward them, though the long driveway and tree line made it impossible for her to see anyone yet.
She started walking and then stopped, turning to watch him close the gate and guide Old Man in her direction. When he noticed her staring, he smiled.
“Yes, Tracy.” She said the words and waited for them to sink in, for his smile to disappear and his jaw to tighten. She saw the tic of his pulse at his temple and it was her turn to grin.
Alicia whirled around and walked swiftly up the driveway ahead of him, reveling in her small but glorious victory. She’d surprised him, she knew. Put a dent in his control.
He’ll make you pay for that.
She knew it. And for whatever crazy irresponsible
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