Page 18 of The Cowboy's Off Limits Option

"Madly in love with you."

His hands grip my hips and slide to the outside of my thighs.

The inside of my thighs is slick with wetness that's seeped through my panties. I tighten the muscles and try to ignore my need while I concentrate on his words and not his hands.

It's a challenge.

"I want you, Cal. I want to strip you naked and fill my hands and my mouth with every inch of your body."

To make his point, he moves my knees apart and stands between them, but I'm sitting too far back on the counter for us to line up together the way I'm aching to.

"I want to find every way to make you come for me, but I want to be the only man who ever makes you come, Callie. I want my ring on your finger and my name on your driver's license. I want my baby inside you..."

One of his hands lifts and splays over the roundness of my stomach. Possessively.

His eyes fall to his hand, then back up to mine.

Holy shit. He's not joking. This isn't a pick up line or sweet pillow talk.

I don't think Archer Dean is trying to seduce me, I think he actually means it when he says, "If we keep going, I'll make you mine. I won't be letting you go after that. Till death do us part, Callie, come hell, high water, or murderous brothers. You've got between here and my bedroom door to make up your mind. If you have oats to sow, you do it with me at your side-- there won't be any more solo trips to biker bars."

Archer

Everything I've been wantingto say to her comes tumbling out of my mouth at once. Along with several things that would probably have been best left for later.

But as soon as Cal put her hands on me, she claimed me just as surely as if she'd branded her name into my hide. She needs toknow what I have in store for her. In case she thinks this is just burning off some adrenaline from earlier.

"There's no going back from this," I warn her, "I won't be able to let you go, Cal."

My body craves hers with every cell, but I'm fighting the urge to yank her ass to the edge of the counter and press my hard shaft into the cleft of her pussy.

No. Fuck teasing us both like that. I'm want to strip her down and bury my face between those soft thighs; get her laid out on kitchen island like a fucking late night snack and feast on her till we have to mop the counters off.

"Really?" Her voice is all breathy, sounding every bit as keyed up as she's got me feeling-- and completely shocked at what I'm saying. "You've really thought this through, Archer? All the way? Are you sure?"

"I know you're young, Cal. You didn't date in high school, I haven't seen you going around with anyone since you've been back...maybe you've been focusing on getting your business established. Hell, maybe you haven't thought about getting married at all, maybe starting a family's something way far off in your mind still."

Reminding myself of the age gap between us-- thinking about where my own mind was at her age-- it's enough to cool me down to a high simmer.

Hell, I didn't even know Cal was attracted to me at all till a few minutes ago.

I'm rushing. I'm reading into all this. I'm making demands I got no business with.

But when I try to step back to give her some space, Callie doesn't let me budge. Her hands are wrapped around my arms, gripping tight with a strength that surprises me. Her legs lift and wrap around my waist with her feet locking together behind myass and forcing me forward till my shaft is pressed up against her exactly the way I'd wanted.

I can feel her heat through the two layers of thick cotton fleece between us and sense quickly seeps right back out of my skull.

"Yes, Archer Dean," she whisper-yells at me, her lips brushing mine as she talks. "Yes, I've thought about getting married. Yes, I want a family. Yes, I want to start while I'm young because I'm hoping for a big one. And no, I never dated in high school-- and not because my brother's an overprotective asshole: I didn't date while I was away either, Archer. Because the only person I ever wanted those things wasyou."

"Me? I'm the reason you never went with any of the guys that asked about you? I always thought Rowan was the reason...thought you would have finally had a chance to let your hair down while you were away at school...shit, Calla--"

A new thought burbles up through the noise inside my head, one that has my dick surging impossibly harder, jumping in an involuntary spasm like a bull about to charge.

"You didn't date at all?Ever?" My fingers tighten, itching to feel her tightness, crazed at what I think she's telling me.

"You're the first man I've ever touched, Archer. You're the only man I've ever wanted to touch."

Fuck me.

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