Page 26 of The Rancher's Jilted Bride

His lips have closed over that secret nub I've neverevertouched!

And when he starts sucking even as his fingers don't cease thrusting in and out—-

"H-H-Hale. .."

All I can do is sob his name out as I shatter under his mouth.

Hale.

Oh, Hale.

My Hale.

I don't know how much time passes as wave after wave of pleasure pounds my body.

It's nothing I've ever felt before, and yes, oh, yes, I want to feel it again and again.

In time.

But for now, I'm just too tired and dazed.

I feel like I'm floating and sinking at the same time.

My body has turned into a stranger.

It no longer feels like mine.

But instead, it feels like his.

And I suppose that's why when I open my eyes, and I see him staring down at me with silver eyes that continue to burn with need—-

"We've just started, baby. You know that, right?"

No.

I didn't know that.

At all.

But now, it's too late to—-aaaaaah.

Hale

A PART OF HIM EXPECTEDHeaven to protest and resist as he lifted her in his arms.

Instead, her body remained relaxed and gently pliant against his, and Hale's heart thundered against his chest as she curled her arms trustingly around his neck.

What was it about her, dammit?

Why did everything about Heaven feel different?

Precious?

Even...sacred.

Memories paraded through his mind as he carried her up the stairs. His conscience seemed to know it was living on borrowed time and wasn't leaving anything to chance. It reminded him of all the women he had fucked in the past, and even though he had always made sure he brought them to pleasure—-

There was no denying the truth.

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