Page 95 of Spilling the Tea

Chance grinned. “No, but I’m sure I’veshownyou how much I like yours.”

He had, and she doubted her breasts would ever be the same. He had branded them with both his hands and his mouth. “I need you to take off your boots.”

“No problem,” he said, easing down on the edge of the bed to do so. When he stood, she immediately went to the zipper of his jeans and eased it down. With a couple of tugs and a little help from him, she finally got everything off, and he stood naked. On impulse, she moved closer and slid her arms around him, loving the feel of his muscled back.

“Now I do you, Zoey.”

His throaty words caused a slow roll in her stomach, and she thought he could do her anytime and anywhere. With the expertise he seemed to own, he untied the straps at her shoulders before she caught her next breath, and her dress fell at her feet, leaving her in a strapless bra and barely-there panties—a matching red set. From the hot look in his eyes, he obviously liked what he saw.

Holding her gaze, he unhooked the front clasp of her bra, setting her breasts free. His gaze latched on to the twin mounds before leaning in to capture a swollen nipple in his mouth. She got weak in the knees and appreciated the strong arms he wrapped around her.

“Chance…” She moaned his name when he went to the other nipple, and she could feel her panties wet.

He released her nipple to stare at her. “Tell me what you want, Doctor.”

“I want you, rancher.”

He grinned. “Baby, you are about to get me.”

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Chance knelt to remove her panties, licking his way down as he went. He leaned back on his haunches and roamed her body from head to toe, becoming more aroused. She was beautiful. His gaze returned to her center, and he wanted to taste her but wanted to connect their bodies more.

Sweeping her in his arms, he placed her on the bed and then grabbed a condom from his wallet, knowing she watched hisevery move as he rolled it on. She extended her arms when he returned to the bed, and he went into them without pause.

She smiled when he straddled her and leaned in for another kiss, crushing his mouth to hers. He liked how she clung to him as if he was the only man she wanted. When she arched her hips, he knew what she needed, which was the same thing he did.

Spreading her legs with his knees without disjoining their mouths, he entered her. Immediately, he felt the pull of her feminine muscles to his engorged shaft, and it was sending him over the edge. The intensity of how he felt while making love to her should have given him pause. Instead, he began stroking her in and out while she lifted her hips in sync with his movements. Chance shivered at the sensations he was feeling. His body felt on fire as she clung to his shoulders, arching eagerly to meet his next thrust. She was pure energy in his arms, and he loved it.

He broke off the kiss, immediately caught between a sigh and a moan. The way she was moving with him was filling him with all kinds of emotions. He felt her climax building, and so was his. When he felt her tremors at the same time that she screamed his name, he met her gaze and a bolt of ecstasy lanced through him. Throwing his head back, he hollered her name while his body exploded and shook from the magnitude of his release. He trailed kisses along the side of her neck as shudders of the most intense kind wracked his body, leaving him unable to do anything but succumb to the earth-­shattering pleasures she had given him.

Chapter Thirty-Five

The following three weeks seemed to fly by for Chance and Zoey. Chance spent days on the range and Zoey spent her days doing a multitude of things. In addition to her meetings with Ms. Felicia, Zoey had been invited to lunch with Syneda, where she met several wives of Ms. Felicia’s sons and grandsons.

Zoey also met all of Ms. Felicia’s sons when she attended the Madaris Family Reunion held on Whispering Pines at the end of July. It was good seeing Corbin again and meeting some of the other cousins. He’d been right. They all favored one another. All handsome. She’d also met Victoria and Lindsay and both were extremely friendly.

Zoey spent a lot of time riding around the property to get more pictures. She especially liked spending time in the fruit grove. There was something peaceful and tranquil about it. Chance had shown her how to make wine and had set up a place for her inside the barn. One day, while in the fruit grove picking more grapes, she’d come across the tomb Chance had told her about—where Victoria Madaris had been laid to rest.

It was a beautifully structured building of high-quality whitestone with a French design. It was larger than she expected, with a dome at the top. The grounds it sat on were immaculate with a lovely mixture of flowers. Chance had been right; the tomb’s location gave it the appearance of looking out over the entire fruit grove.

She and Chance had been spending a lot of time together. They dined together in the evenings and, at night, shared the same bed, whether it was at the cabin or his ranch house. He had taught her how to play pool. He’d also taught her how to fish and operate a Jet Ski. Due to all her activities, she hadn’t spent as much time reading Arabella’s diary as she’d have liked. When she and Chance were together, she preferred giving him most of her attention.

She checked her watch. Tonight they would enjoy dancing at Vance’s Tavern. This would be the first time they went out as a couple. Her memories were returning more frequently, and her therapist thought that was a good thing. Dr. Cosby suggested whatever she was doing to unwind and relax, to continue to do so since it was working. Of course, she didn’t tell him that she was doing Chance and had no plans to stop.

It was close to eight when they entered Vance’s Tavern, and it seemed all eyes were on them. He had warned her they would be since it had been years since he’d come there with a woman instead of coming to seek one out. The dance floor was full, but that hadn’t stopped Chance from finding a spot to hold her in his arms to a slow song. They joined in several of the line dances, and Chance commented on how well she danced for an Easterner. She reminded him that Texas blood did run in her veins, and tonight, she felt like a true Texas cowgirl.

She was enjoying herself and anticipated tonight when they would sleep in her bed or his. They had made plans for the weekend. He would help her make more wine tomorrow, and then they would take the canoe out on the lake. On Sunday,she was invited to Whispering Pines to celebrate Jake and Diamond’s daughter Amethyst’s birthday with the Madaris family.

She had excused herself to go to the restroom. When she came out of the stall, the woman she remembered as Chance’s ex-fiancée, Ravena, was leaning about the bathroom door as if she’d been waiting on her.

“Hello, Ravena,” Zoey said, washing her hands at the sink. She felt unfriendly vibes radiating from the woman.

“You honestly think Chance wants you?”

Drying her hands with a paper towel, Zoey decided Ravena’s question didn’t warrant a response. “I refuse to discuss my and Chance’s relationship with you.”

“I don’t care if you do or not. I find it funny that you’re getting played by the entire Madaris family, especially that old biddy, Felicia.”

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