Page 30 of The Rancher's Secret Relationship

MUSIC STARTED BLARINGjust as Slade reached his bedroom, and he nearly rolled his eyes at hearing Donna Summer throatily singing the first lines ofLove To Love You, Baby.Farica's playlist was rather too damn obvious, but when Kady's body once again started shaking against him in silent laughter, her mood proved undeniably infectious, and he, too, found himself grinning.

Kady's laughter slowly faded under her growing awareness of the hardened heat of Slade's body. Now that a locked door kept the rest of the world away, and it was just the two of them alone in his massive bedroom, her insecurities started to resurface.

Was she really sure of this?

Really, truly sure?

Absolutely, no-turning-back sure?

But then she felt him slowly lowering her, and the moment her feet touched the floor, the urge to look into his eyes became impossible to resist. She tentatively lifted her head—-

Their gazes met.

And the fire that had simmered far too long between them exploded.

Their mouths fused, their first kiss deep and feverishly hot, lips molding against each other while their tongues tasted and mated. Her arms went back around his neck while his hands swept down her curves. The distance between their bodies disappeared, every soft, trembling inch of her pressing against his taut and powerful form, and at the first feel of each other, passion razed anything and everything in its path.

Her fears and doubts, his need for control and distance - they were all laid to waste until the only thing that remained was their hunger for each other.

Kady somehow found herself lying on her back, her clothes melting away one by one until she was completely bare to his ravenous gaze.

"Slade."

A powerful shudder racked his big, beautiful body at the sound of his name on her lips.

And then he was moving again, too fast for her dazed senses to comprehend, that by the time she drew another breath, he had already knelt down, his head between her legs.

"AAAAAAAAAH!"

His tongue had thrust into the swollen moist depths of her womanhood without warning, and oh God, it was beautiful. Too impossibly beautiful. Just so beautiful that she could no longer keep herself from crying out and literally sobbing his name out loud.

Slade. Please. Oh God. Slade. Slade.

Her body started to tighten, and she helplessly clutched the sheets with her fists.

Please, oh pleaaaaaaase.

His fingers tightened its hold on her hips as he forced her legs to open wider.

Wider and wider and wider until he could bury his mouth and grind his tongue against her.

Slaaaaaaaaaaaaaaade!

There was no warning after that, the pleasure simply taking over like a tsunami of sensations, and all she could do was cry and let it take her wherever it wanted and for however long it could carry her. Over and over her body convulsed, and not once did all the signs of desire that he taught her - not once did they stop...

The rapid beat of her heart—-

The exquisite ache of her heavily swollen breasts—-

And the never-ending, always-pulsing weakness—-

Aaaaaaaaaah.

Her body jerked one last time, and she squeezed her eyes shut, wishing it could last forever.

Please, please, please.

She felt the body shift and dip, and her eyes slowly drifted open.

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