you’d prefer a wild man.
Not her first raunchy dream starring the hot rancher. She still remembered the hot dream from last week where he’d stripped her naked, shoved her to her knees, and bound her wrists behind her back with a soft leather strap. Then Kade’s hands impatiently twisted in her hair as his cock shuttled in and out of her mouth. Saliva poured down her chin, between her bared breasts, trickling down her belly to mix with the wetness glazing her inner thighs.
Kade recited a play-by-play in that husky voice of how sexy that she was submissive before him, never allowing her a choice of what he expected from her. But even in the dream she’d been greedy, lost in the slick feel of his cock rubbing over her tongue, scraping against the roof of her mouth, stretching her lips as she sucked hard enough to make him lose his mind.
And rather than give her the prize she’d earned, he denied her his taste, pulling out as he climaxed, coming on her chest in long creamy spurts. His eyes glittered with satisfaction as his seed dripped off her hard nipples.
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and biting her nipples, driving her insane with the heat and wetness of his mouth. Sky was on track to the most explosive orgasm of her life when she woke up.
Maddening. How sad was it that not only was she sexually frustrated in real life, but in her dreams too? And what was up with her kinky bondage fantasies?
She’d never get back to sleep now. She shimmied into her pajama bottoms and scooted off the bed. After checking on Eliza, she crept down the hallway.
The bathroom door was ajar. Odd. Kade always closed it. Maybe she should see if he was okay.
See if he wants coffee.
See if he’s naked.
See if he needs a towel.
Screw the towel. See if he needs you to lick the moisture off every square inch of his wet, ripped body.
Sky eased the door open. Rather than startle him by shouting over the sounds of running water, she’d wait until he shut off the taps.
The clear shower curtain, dotted with red umbrellas and yellow ducks, offered very little coverage. Thank the shower curtain gods for that bit of foresight.
Speaking of gods… Man. She’d never seen Kade completely bare-assed. She’d seen him half-dressed in cut-offs and tight T-shirts. Lately he’d strolled around bare-chested.
But she’d never witnessed him wearing nothing but his skin.
Which was a damn crying shame.
He’d braced his left forearm on the wall below the showerhead. Water streamed over his dark hair, dripping on the chiseled lines of his face. Rivulets trickled down the back of his neck, disappearing into the indentation of his spine. A few water droplets beaded on his muscular shoulders. Soapy drops flew off his wrist and splattered against the shower curtain.
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thick muscle between his legs was clutched in his fist. His hand moved rapidly.
Rhythmically.
Oh wow. Kade was jacking off. Right in front of her. He was so intent on the task at hand he hadn’t noticed her.
Yet.
She should leave, sneak out, forget she’d stumbled upon such an intimate moment.
But she couldn’t tear her eyes away from him, lost in self-pleasure. It was the sexiest thing she’d ever witnessed, the contour of his brawny body tensed in anticipation.
Hearing his indecipherable mutters as his hand flew faster and faster over his cock.
Her heartbeat spiked. Blood pulsed in her throat, and her nipples, but mostly between her legs.
The scent of lemon sage soap and steam and Kade swirled around her until she was dizzy with want. Why couldn’t she climb in with him and finish
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