Page 39 of On His Ranch

The words came out a growl and she’d never been more turned on in her life. “I… um… what do you want me to… do?”

Chase chuckled, low in his throat. “You don’t remember what I told you the day we met?”

Wordlessly, she shook her head.

“You have to tell me you want it.”

Her face felt like it went up in sudden flames. She was intensely, unbearably uncomfortable. “I… I can’t do that.”

He reached out and caressed her cheek with the pad of his thumb. “You better.” The coarse words contrasted with the gentleness of the gesture.

Piper squirmed, her eyes roving over his handsome face. He had stubble over his jaw and she longed to reach out and touch it. To look into his eyes long enough to pin a name to the ever-changing color. And yes… to feel him inside her. But how could she admit that?

“Y-yes,” she began haltingly. “I…”

“Deep breaths, baby,” he encouraged in a voice so soft she might have imagined it.

“I want it. I wantyou.” She looked him right in the eye, worrying her lip between her teeth as she wondered if he’d make her say more.

“Good girl,” he said, lifting a hand to caress her hair.

Piper whimpered at his touch, shutting her eyes and enjoying the sensation. “Will you… be gentle?”

His answer came first in the form of a kiss—brusquely, his lips claimed hers, then he ended it by biting her lower lip. “Not a chance.”

Chapter 9

“It’s a good thing you’re already half-naked,” Chase said, his breath coming out hot against her skin as he hurried to pull her top over her head. Once he had, he tossed it to the side without caring where it ended up and stepped back to take a look at her.

There was no denying Piper was pretty. But naked with that long blonde hair her only covering and a cherry-red ass in the bargain… she was gorgeous. She had a luminous kind of beauty with her long, pale throat giving way to her tiny shoulders and hefty breasts that were currently swinging free since he’d just unhooked her bra.

“Beautiful,” he said, adding a low whistle.

Piper continued to blush like she wasn’t used to being looked at, much less admired.

That was okay—he was sure she’d get used to it in time, and meanwhile, he loved to watch her blush. He wanted to drink his fill—the way her nipples were turning to hard little pebbles in the sudden chill, and how her eyes kept darting around, as though she was afraid any minute they’d be caught, and yet, every few seconds they’d come to rest on him once more. Her hands were trembling—in fact, her legs were, too.

From the cold? Or excitement?he mused. “Well, let’s see if we can’t warm you up,” he said aloud. Then he closed the space between them, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her into him. His lips met hers and he used his tongue to open her mouth. Not that she put up any resistance. He’d thought to kiss her to breathlessness, but she was responding with her own fervor, hot and eager in his hands.

While one hand entwined in her hair, he let the other one roam. Down her shoulder, over her breast, sliding down her belly. When he reached her thighs, she tried to press her legs together and keep him out. Without breaking their embrace he delivered one stinging, sharp spank and she opened her legs.

“Good girl,” he breathed. “Now, how do you like it? On top, or…?”

“You’re letting me choose?” she asked, her voice breathy with a heady mixture of wonderment and lust.

“Maybe, maybe not,” he growled, nipping her lip.

But Piper surprised him. She didn’t cry out or even flinch. In fact, her green eyes sparkled at him. “However you like it best, Daddy.”

His cock throbbed, and he’d never been more acutely aware of his need. “You really might be the perfect woman.”

She giggled as she gazed up at him and batted her eyelashes. “From little girl to woman in fifteen seconds flat. How quickly I’m moving up in the world.”

His hand snaked around and delivered a quick smack that echoed satisfying throughout the barn. “Back to insolent so quick. Will you never learn?”

Her grin remained in place and she leaned forward and whispered, “Do you really want me to? Somehow, I think you’d be disappointed.”

“I don’t think I have to worry about that none.” He couldn’t wait any longer. “Take down my pants.”

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