Page 70 of Second Chance with the Rancher

Wasting no time, he slid down her body and his mouth was on her, giving her not even a moment of reprieve to gather the scattered pieces of her soul before he was sucking on her clit and pulling another orgasm from her.

“High sex is the best sex,” Mieka said after that second world-rocking orgasm and Nate climbed back up on the bed, flopping to his back beside her. “Or maybe it’s just you.” She paused for a moment to give it some thought. “No, it’s the pot and you. Sex with you is the best I’ve ever had, but high sex with you is better than sober sex with you.”

He snorted, reached for her and hauled her over him so she straddled him, sitting up. The steel column of his cock rested against his belly, a dewy bead of precum glistening on the tip. She licked her lips, picked up his shaft and swept her thumb over the top, then stuck it in her mouth, sucking off the salty tang of his cum.

His dark blue eyes flared for just a moment before dropping to half-mast. Heat and need burned behind those blue orbs as he raked them up and down her body. His hands followed, and he cupped her breasts, then slid his hands to her hips and lifted her up slightly.

But they both must have realized the same thing at the same time, and he plunked her back on his lap. “Condom, right? I nearly forgot.”

“Me, too,” she whispered, clambering off him and to her duffle bag. She found the little foil packet and climbed back onto the bed to straddle him once more. “Shall I do the honors?”

He grinned. “Let’s see your mad skills, woman.”

Snorting, she tore the packet open, pulled out the condom and carefully rolled it over his length, pinching the tip and making sure it was secure at the base. He double-checked her work, but nodded in approval. “Good job. That was hot.”

With a big smile, she pushed up onto her knees, hovering over him as he tilted his cock up. She lifted up a little more until they were aligned, then sank down slowly, squeezing him inch by inch as she took him inside her.

“Fucking hell,” he exhaled. “That feels so good.”

All she could do was nod and bite her lip. She was still tingling all over from her last two orgasms, and with Nate inside her, she knew this next climax was probably going to kill her—at least for a second or two.

“Minx,” he murmured, finding her hips with his hands and encouraging her to start moving. “So fucking beautiful. Honestly. I haven’t been able to get you out of my head since last summer.”

She’d be lying if she said she hadn’t thought of him several times since last summer, either. Including when she was with other men. Even though their first time together had been sloppy, drunk and difficult to remember, it wasn’t the sex that made her think fondly of Nate.

It was everything else.

The way they bantered and joked. How flirtatious he was, and that when she was around him, she genuinely felt beautiful inside and out. He really listened and seemed to care about what she had to say. And now that she was getting to know him even better, learn what made him tick and what scared the crap out of him (snakes and fire) it just made her think about him even more.

Bending over, she pressed her mouth to the side of his jaw, then his cheek and finally his mouth, tasting her own release on his lips. He wedged his tongue between their lips and tangled it with hers as she began to rock back and forth, allowing him to really fill her and for her to feel every inch of him.

The scrape of his lower belly against her clit was going to throw her hard and fast to the top of the cliff again, but she didn’t care. She knew the weed could let her edge, so she just let her body do its thing, welcoming all the pleasure that Nate gave her.

Reaching behind her with one hand, he found her crease with his finger, then slid that finger down lower, gathering some of her arousal before trailing it back up to her puckered hole. Nate broke the kiss and asked for consent with lifted brows.

She nodded and carefully, he pushed one finger and then a second into her anus.

“Oh God!” she dropped her forehead to his shoulder and continued to move, feeling his cock inside her and now his fingers, as well. As much as she thought she could edge into infinity, that wasn’t going to happen. Nate was pushing her harder and harder to that sweet leap into oblivion. His hips lifted and his fingers plunged. He drove into her deeper, and rubbed harder against her clit, making her body sing.

“Look at me, Minx,” he ordered, releasing her hip with his other hand and bringing a knuckle under her chin, encouraging her to lift her head. She didn’t sit up, but stayed hovering over him. It wasn’t easy with her one casted arm, but she could manage for a little while longer. “You are so fucking gorgeous, Mieka. Never forget that. Inside and out you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met … but when you come, fucking hell.” He rolled his head on the pillow before refocusing his gaze on her. “Exquisite. You’re an absolute goddess.”

Removing that knuckle from under her chin, he wedged it between their bodies until he found her clit.

“Are you going to come for me, Minx?”

She nodded.

“Are you going to come hard?”

She nodded again, whimpering slightly when he started to rub evocative little circles around her clit. Their eyes locked. She was so close. The way she was grinding against him was growing more erratic. Everything just felt so good.

“Come for me, Minx.” He pinched her clit and her entire body detonated. She closed her eyes, but his order of “Open your eyes,” had her flaring them open again and pinning them on him.

His gaze was heated and blue flames danced in his eyes as she came undone around him. Wave after beautiful wave crashed through her from her core outward until her fingertips tingled and her toes curled.

She vaguely recalled him pulling his fingers from her ass as he released her clit and found his own release. Their eyes stayed locked and as weird as it was, it was also really hot. The way his chest rose and fell frantically, his feral grunts and growls and that last big hip lift that nearly sent her crashing to the floor. It was all so … wild. And she was here for it. She was here for all of it, and she wanted more. More tonight. More tomorrow. More next week and next month. She never wanted this feeling with Nate to end.

After he finished pulsing inside of her and she knew he was done and she was done, she carefully slid off him, feeling instant relief in her casted arm. He removed the condom, climbed off the bed, and took the ladder to get to the bathroom. He was gone for a long time, so at first, she thought he was having a shower, until she heard the bathroom door open and the tub running. “I ran you a bath, Minx. Come on down.”

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