บททั้งหมดของ Cattenach Ranch: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Bruisingly, he kissed her with violent tongue strokes and enough pressure to cause suction. She hummed and matched his every lash with one of her own. She tried to roll her hips as if seeking relief, but he trapped her to the wall with his, aligning every delectable inch of her with him and crushing his raging erection into her belly.She'd wanted him to come undone? He was there. Tearing his mouth away, he glared at her. Vibrating, he struggled with the last tether containing his willpower. "This wasn't the smartest move you ever made, baby.""Promise?" Her lids lifted slowly, nailing him with cornflower eyes drenched in lust with a defiance chaser. His pulse tripped out of control. He stared at her, giving her a last silent warning.She merely looked back in challenge.Gaze on hers, he let go of one of her wrists to dip his fingers into the waistband of her panties. And ripped them clean off with one swift jerk.Her breath hitched and she arched against him.Discarding the

His breath caressed her cheek. "Tell me you want me." The grated, whispered demand made her heart pound harder."I want you."He pulled out and thrust inside, his palm adding pressure to her clit. She cried out at the violent pleasure.His nose brushed her ear as he tilted his head. "Tell me you need me." "I need you." So, so, so much.Again, he repeated his motion, and she pinched her eyes shut at the jarring satisfaction. "Then, I'm yours, baby. For as long as you'll have me." Another thrust. "You're mine."Oh God. "Nate..."He groaned. "I know, baby."This time, he didn't thrust, he drove home. Swift. Brutal. With short, firm plunges, he pounded into her. Repeatedly. With each filling, his fingers slid along her folds and his palm added more and more pressure where she needed it most. She could do little more than lie there, taking him, completely submissive under his weight. And she loved it. He enclosed her body with his, stretched her to the point there was no room f

"Where did you go?" She pressed a kiss to his hip, then climbed up his body to lay beside him. Curling against his side, she cupped his face to force him to look at her. "You seemed like you were miles away."Sighing, he wrapped an arm around her to tug her closer and kissed her forehead. "Just recuperating. Your mouth is a weapon of mass destruction." She laughed in that whimsical, sleepy way that caused his heart to leap.He turned on his side, sharing her pillow. He stared into her eyes, the bluest damn things he'd ever seen, and wondered if he could be patient enough to return the favor. Since the second she'd stood in front of him in all her beautiful glory, he hadn't been able to get certain fantasies out of his head. Like tasting every inch of her soft, fair skin and playing a twisted version of connect the dots with her freckles and his tongue. But he wasn't exactly a romantic guy and he knew even less about...seduction.Her eyes narrowed playfully. "What are you thinking abo

He cleared his throat. "I don't know how to dance. I've never done it before in my life.""I'll teach you."Closing his eyes a beat, he sighed and looked at her again. First at the dress, then he met her gaze. "I don't need a...prom. Or whatever this is you're doing.""Sure you do. Everyone should have a night to dress up and act like a frivolous teen." He'd had so many opportunities stolen from him. She could do this one thing for him, even if it was just the two of them in her living room."I'm not dressed up." He glanced at himself. "I'm barely clothed, in fact.""And thank you for that."He smiled as if unable to help himself and ran a hand down his face. Shook his head. Looked at her gown again. A furrow grew between his brows. "So, that's the dress your date tried to...?" He growled.Lord. She held up her hands. "Do remember I kneed him in the balls and Nakos broke his nose." She waved at herself. "Note I'm standing before you in one piece, unharmed." His eyes narrowed.

Rising, he climbed from the tub and held out his hand for her. Once she'd stepped onto the mat, he dried her off, then himself, and carried her into the bedroom. He laid her down on the bed and rose over her. Braced on his forearms, he studied her pretty face, took in each aspect to be sure his suspicions were right. In awe, he gave up fighting and shook his head. Love. That's what looked back at him. Though she didn't offer the words, three little syllables he'd never heard, she told him with one glance. He'd seen it often on others, had longed for it himself once upon a time. He relished the flame it kindled in his chest, let it burn and smolder, knowing he'd never feel it again. She should give this gift to someone deserving, and he wouldn't dare tell her in return, but he could show her what she meant to him.He reached for the nightstand, but she grabbed his hand. "You had frequent check-ups in the Army? You're safe?" At his nod, she swallowed. "So am I, and I'm on birth cont