Page 83 of On His Ranch

Piper pulled back, her smile softening. “I thought I wasn’t allowed to come.”

“Well, your punishment is over, isn’t it?”

She surprised him by unzipping his jeans and when his cock popped out, she grasped it firmly. “I sure hope so.”

“Damn, little girl,” he breathed. “I hope you’re ready to come, because I know I am.”

“Oh, really?” She tipped her chin up and batted her eyelashes at him. “I couldn’t tell.”

“You naughty brat,” he mock-scolded, leaning down to nip her shoulder. “I don’t know how you do that.”

“Do what?”

“Sweet and shy one minute, sassy the next.” But before she had a chance to answer, he swept her up and dropped her playfully on the bed.

Piper was mid-giggle when he was on top of her, pulling her head toward his. His lips swallowed the sound as he kissed her passionately. She did her best to keep up with his kisses and return them, but he seemed almost desperate as kiss after kiss rained down on her lips.

Then he went to work on her neck, pressing kisses against the nape before moving his attention to her shoulder.

“Are you okay?” she asked, her breath hitching at the end of the question when he pulled the sleeve of her dress, baring her shoulder.

“Mmm,” he said, planting kisses there. “More than. Or can’t you tell?”

Piper sighed, feeling the tension from the day and the extra, ahem,weightshe’d carried along with her subside. He was being gentler than he’d been this morning. His touch was soft and awe-filled as he touched her, whether it was with his hands or his mouth. Not only did it excite her, his tender care made her feel cherished.

Like many things where Chase was concerned, it wasn’t something she’d ever experienced before. In all her previous relationships with boy-men, she’d felt more like a convenience than someone they actually knew and cared about.

I must be the inconvenience he’s grown to care for, Piper thought, giggling inwardly. Silly as it was, she crossed her fingers and sent up a silent hope to whoever might be listening that it was true.

But Chase soon took away her ability to think about anything else as his cool mouth traveled her body. His lips were now brushing across her chest, creating a burn between her legs.

Unable to stop it, she moaned, spreading her thighs.

As though answering an invitation, his hand slipped up her dress, his fingers trailing lightly over her leg.

“Chase,” she murmured, her nails digging into his shoulder—a contrast to his gentle caresses.

“Lift your arms.”

She did so without thinking twice, and a moment later the fabric was whispering against her skin as he pulled it over her head.

He flung it away and went back to work at once, his warm lips moving down her breasts while his hand simultaneously slid up her thigh, past her belly, just in time for his fingers to pinch around a nipple while he suckled its twin.

“I don’t know what you’re doing to me,” she murmured, her fingers intertwining in his hair as delicious sensations crested through her. Somehow, he’d ignited her with passion, liquid heat rushing through every inch of her skin, kindling arousal in every fiber, and he wasn’t even inside her yet.

Chase didn’t answer except to circle her nipple with his tongue before grasping the hardened pebble with his teeth.

She let go of his hair and moved one hand to grip his shoulder while the other grasped a fistful of bedsheet.

“You like that, don’t you, baby girl?” But the wolfish grin told her he already knew the answer.

“Yes,” she whispered. “Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me hard.”

Chase tsked his tongue. “Naughty girl. Little ones like you shouldn’t use such language. Now normally, I’d wash your mouth out with soap, but seein’ as I don’t have any handy, I guess I’ll have to find another way to teach you a lesson.”

She looked at him, eyes wide, uncertain if he was serious. He had the best poker face she’d ever seen. “I’m sorry, Daddy.”

He gave her a wicked grin. “Don’t be. But you know what they say—all good things come to those who wait.” With that, he resumed the orgasmic attention he’d been paying to her breasts. His fingers kneaded the right while his mouth tended to the left, increasing in intensity as she moaned her pleasure. Then, when she was certain she was about to come, he stopped abruptly.

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