Page 63 of Roaring Fork Wrangler

His mouth crushed against mine, his tongue tasting, exploring, invading. He cupped between my legs,then unfastened my jeans and slid his hand inside my panties.

“God, I can feel how much you want me. You’re so wet.”

I whimpered again rather than speak when I felt his finger thrust into me and the pad of his thumb press hard against my clit.

“I don’t want to spend the night here, Juniper. I want to be alone with you, both of us spread out on a blanket in front of a roaring fire, naked, and doing nothing other than learning the feel of each other’s bodies.” He added a second finger and pressed harder with his thumb.

A simple okay was as much as my brain could muster.

“I want to know how it feels when my cock is buried deep inside you. To have your heat clench me and, most of all, to experience what it’s like when I drive you mad enough with pleasure that you beg me to let you come.”

His explicit words drove my passion even higher. “I want that too,” I said into his neck, where I’d buried my face.

He curled his fingers, then leaned down and nipped the flesh of my neck. “Beg me, Juni.”

“Please, Cord,” I cried as my body convulsed in pleasure like none I’d ever known.

He held me close to him, murmuring words I couldn’t comprehend until I finally caught my breath. Only then did he lower my legs to the floor, remove his hand from my pants, and refasten my jeans.

“Listen to me, Juniper.”

I looked into his eyes.

“I don’t want to spend all of our time worrying about what’s going to happen months from now. I want us to get to know each other and worry about tomorrow when it gets here. For now, I can’t stand the idea of not being with you. You know?”

I nodded.

“Can we do that? Just be together now and let the future figure itself out?” His eyes blazed as he waited for my answer.

“Don’t you dare break my heart, Cord Wheaton.”

“I won’t as long as you promise not to break mine.” He kissed me again, then rested hisforehead against mine and smiled. “Do you know how much I want to fuck you right now?”

I shuddered and squeezed my legs together, knowing that if he kissed or touched me, I’d be right back on the brink of another orgasm.

“So, um, we kind of just disappeared.”

He kissed me once more, then took a step back. “I’m headed out to look for any cattle we missed last night, but I couldn’t leave until we talked.”

I smiled up at him. “We did a little more than talk.”

“You’re right. However, it’s nowhere near as much as we’re gonna do.”

“When will you be back?” I asked.

“As soon as I can be.”

“I’ll be waiting.”

He pressed my lips with his one more time before opening the library door and motioning for me to go ahead of him.

After Cord left,I returned to the table where Sam sat reading Miss Cena’s journals.

“Everything okay?” she asked.

“Better.”

She sighed. “I’m so glad. Listen, I was thinking you might want to start with those.” She pointed to a stack that she’d set aside. “Of course, you’re welcome to read in whatever order you want to, but since those are dated later, I thought maybe there’d be something in there about Cord’s mother leaving the Lilacs.”

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