Page 16 of Rescued By the Ranger

My romance radar is off.

“Oh God, I’m so sorry, Rhodes.” I step back. “I’m sorry that he put you in this position. I… I don’t want to insinuate that you feel like I?—”

Rhodes

I claim her mouth with mine. She doesn’t have to insinuate anything. She needs to know. Even if Shane set this up, I’m interested.

Fuck… I’m more than interested. I’m all in, baby.

Our lips caress each other’s in a dance that I’ve never experienced with any other woman. Her lips move to my ear and nibble softly, sending shivers down my spine. This is dangerous, reckless even, but in this moment, I don’t care. Leesa pulls back slightly, her eyes searching mine for any sign of hesitation. But all she finds is a fiery desire matching hers.

Without a word, she takes my hand and leads me to the nearest bedroom, the air crackling with anticipation. All doors and windows are locked and with my brother probably watching the outside like a hawk, I don’t feel any immediate danger.

As we stand in the dimly lit room, she leans in close, her breath warm against my ear.

“Are you sure about this?” she whispers.

I brush a stray lock of hair behind her ear, my fingers lingering on her cheek. “I've never been surer of anything in my life,” I reply hoarsely, emotions tangling in my throat.

And with that unspoken agreement hanging between us, all doubts and fears melt away. Our connection is undeniable, our passion uncontainable.

In the moment, as our bodies come together in a tangle of limbs and yearning, I know that whatever happens next in this chaotic world we’ve been thrust into, I need this woman. In each other’s arms, we can find solace and strength to confront whatever challenges lie ahead.

I’ve found an anchor in the storm, a light in the darkness, and a reason to keep fighting and I hope to be the same for her. Deep in my heart I know that no matter what trials may come our way, I’ll face them unyielding and unstoppable.

Leesa

My breath hitches as he traces a finger down my arm, goosebumps following in the delicate wake. I look into his darkening eyes, losing myself in their depths. He leans in, his warm breath fanning across my face, and I close my eyes, anticipation building inside me.

His lips brush against mine, soft and gentle at first, but quickly growing more insistent, more demanding. I respond eagerly, my arms wrapping around his neck as I pull him closer. His hands trail down my back, lingering on the curve of my waist before grabbing hold of my hips and pulling me flush against him.

His desire presses against me, and I gasp as he walks me backwards towards the bed. He lays me down gently, his bodycovering mine as he continues to kiss me. His hands explore my body, learning every curve and hollow, as if I am a map and he is determined to memorize every detail.

His fingers trace the outline of my neck, then dart lower, tracing the line of my collarbone gently, making me shiver. I can feel his breath on my skin as he moves lower still, and the anticipation is almost more than I can bear. My heart races in my chest, a rhythm that matches the pounding of his as he continues to explore me with tenderness and purpose.

He reaches for the edge of my shirt and slides it up, revealing the sensitive skin of my stomach. His touch is feather light, teasing me as he traces around my navel, moving lower still. The heat from his body radiates through me as he continues to explore every inch of my skin. When his fingers finally dip below my waistband, I gasp— a ragged sound that seems to spur him on even more.

His fingers brush against my clit and teasing the entrance to my body briefly, causing a wave of desire to wash over me.

I arch my back, pushing myself closer to him, needing more, wanting him to feel how much I want him. He responds to my movement, his fingers sliding deep inside me, causing me to moan softly. His lips move from my mouth, trailing kisses along my jawline, down my neck, and across my collarbone. Every touch sets off a firework show inside me, each kiss heightening the pleasure coursing through me.

He reaches the delicate skin of my chest and gently kisses each curve he discovers. A wave of heat rushes through me as he continues his exploration, his tongue tracing intricate patterns on my skin. My hands grip his hair, keeping him close to me as I lose myself in the sensation of his touch.

He moves lower still, sliding between my legs and slowly unbuttoning my jeans. He slides them down, along with my panties, revealing myself fully to him. The air is cool againstmy skin as he removes the last barrier between us. I shiver in anticipation, my heart pounding in my chest as he looks at me with a mix of hunger and adoration.

He leans down, tentatively touching his lips to the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. A jolt of pleasure courses through me, and I arch my back, urging him closer. He responds to my invitation, tracing kisses from my thigh up to my abdomen, across my hips, and finally to my apex of desire.

His touch is gentle as he explores me further, his fingers brushing against me in an almost teasing manner. The volcano of tension builds inside me, the desire coiling like a serpent in my belly. I need him and need this connection with him more than I’ve ever needed anything in my life.

I gasp at the bombardment of sensations— a mixture of pleasure and intensity that leaves me breathless. He moves his hands slowly, expertly exploring the depths of me, as if he's trying to find something hidden deep within my soul. And with each touch, each stroke, I feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge.

A new beginning for me…

His lips move from my thigh to my hip, then lower still, tracing kisses across my skin as he explores every inch of me. I close my eyes, lost in the sensation of his touch, feeling the power of his desire pressed against my leg. The air is thick with need, a heady mixture of lust and need that intoxicates me and makes my heart beat faster.

He stops at my inner thigh again, and his breath sizzles my skin, warm, gentle, and filled with anticipation. His hand moves away from me for a moment, and I hear the rustle of a package being opened. My heart races even faster, and my breath hitches as I anticipate what Rhodes is about to do.

He moves over me, reaching between us, his touch gentle as he guides himself inside me. I gasp at the fullness, my body adjusting to his presence deep within me.

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