Page 86 of The Rancher's Unrequited Love

I give him my room number, and after that I'm practically running just to keep up with Aidan's brisk pace. That he's in such a hurry to have sex with me makes me feel like I'm floating, and none of this is actually real. I still think it doesn't make sense for someone like Aidan Blackwood to want me this badly, but unlike before...

I just don't give a fuck anymore.

We finally reach my unit, and I'm not surprised to find my fingers slightly trembling as I key in my passcode.

Finally, oh God.

The moment we're inside, Aidan doesn't even wait for the door to fall shut as he growls his next command.

"Bedroom.Now."

My legs threaten to fold with every step I take, but I make it to the bedroom somehow, and—-ah!

A choked laugh spills past my lips as Aidan literally throws me on the bed, and by the time I've managed to raise myself up in a sitting position, Aidan's already on the bed with me.

Oh!

He's already undressing himself, and my heart races.

"Get naked, baby."

The urgency in his words makes me feel delirious with need, and I find myself equally hurrying to undress myself. Clothes start flying, and in moments I'm naked—-

Oh God.

And so is he.

My mouth dries as I stare at him, and he's just so, so beautiful I wonder dazedly how I'll ever be able to stop staring at him after this. Every naked muscle in hisbody ripples with such sensual grace that I can't help imagining how they'd feel under my fingers, and when my gaze finally drifts down...

I gulp hard.

It might be my first time to see a man's cock in real life, but instinct alone tells me Aidan's member makes for a formidably impressive sight. It's just so, solongthat it juts all the way up to his stomach, and oh my God, I'm so small, and he's so...not small.

"Will that really fit?"

Aidan releases a hoarse chuckle. "For any man, baby...no truer and sweeter words have been spoken." Even while speaking, he's already resumed devouring my naked body with his dark gaze, and while his hungry stare makes me feel flattered and self-conscious all at once, there's just one teensy weensy detail I still need to clear up.

"Um..."

Aidan moves forward, and I find myself lying back against the bed as he positions himself between my legs.

"What is it?"

Aidan looms over me, and while I adore the way his strikingly handsome face fills my vision, I also feel way the bulbous head of his shaft start knocking against the aching folds of my sex, and I know there's no way I won't ask—-

"You didn't actually answer my question," I blurt out anxiously. "Will it reallyf—-uuuuck!" That's not what I intend to say obviously, but it's what bursts out when I feel the swollen tip of his erection push past my folds, andoh my God, doesn't this mean that a part of him is already inside of me?

My stunned gaze flies up to Aidan, and I catch his lips curving ever so slowly again.

Oh shit.

Aidan smirks, and I'm torn between feeling the most delicious sense of terror and the most dangerous thrill. That smirk of his tells me my Wyoming Keanu is up to no good, but instead of worrying for my safety, I actually find myself wishing he'd keep his promise.

I'm wishing he really is up to no good.

And he isn't.

Chapter Twelve

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