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Her breathing continued to escalate. Abbi couldn't wait for him to fill her inside. She hoped she would be able to take all of him in. She lowered her head to his manhood as she looked seductively into his eyes, then her gaze fell back onto his impressive length. She then moved her hand up and down his long shaft feeling the warmth and strength of him. She licked her lips and extended her tongue swirling it over the head, tasting his sweetness then slowly wrapping her soft lips around his hard length. The low groans of pleasure from his lips turned Abbi on even more.

Chad held her head with his hands as she bobbed back and forth over his manhood. Taking all of him in. Sucking on his erection gently at first, then more hungrily with fiery passion. Her other hand stroked his warm flesh underneath. She felt the softness of his pubic hairs. She moved back and forth together in motion with her hand sliding up and down his length, enjoying the feel of him while her tongue swirled around him.

“I’m going to come,” he moaned, so hoarsely. Chad motioned for her to move and before long he came hard and fast spilling his milky release over her naked breasts.

She was throbbing hard between her legs, eager to experience more and to take it further.

He breathed heavily, his voice hoarse when he said, "You mean so much to me. You're so amazing, Abbi."

"I want you so badly, Chad.”

He picked up the gold foil packet with the condom inside it.

She was impressed he was hard and aroused again, so quickly after coming. It didn't take him long to get aroused again in her presence.

He tore open the gold packet and removed the silky latex. Then he slid the condom over his huge erection.

He then pressed his sweet lips to hers again claiming her, pleasuring and caressing her lips with his. Chad gently laid her on the bed. He kissed her neck then lowered his lips to the hollow of her throat. Breathing heavily, his kiss left her breathless. The delicious scent of his cologne drove her crazy. But it was nothing compared to the feel of him. Abbi needed him inside her right now.

She wrapped her legs around his waist as he continued to pleasure her with his tender kisses and he ground his hips over hers so beautifully before he slid his erection inside her, gratifying her sexually. She gasped when he first entered inside her warm moist heat, stretching her, thrusting inside her. Chad took her to soaring heights. She dug her fingers into his taut muscles as he continued to move inside her fast and hard. She could not believe Chad was inside her. He was making sweet love to her. They were making hot passionate love and sharing something so intimate, so special.

This was the man who saved her life. The man who shared all her dreams and her interests. The man who made her regain her confidence on the trail ride. Now he was inside her and she felt so good about herself. Abbi felt herself tighten around Chad as he continued to thrust inside her, pounding hard and fast, back and forth.

Before long she came amazingly, screaming out his name, digging her fingers into his muscular shoulders. Chad groaned and moaned as he came soon after she did, his body going into spasm as she clenched around his shaft.

A rush of blood pumped through her body and she was in ecstasy. Breathing hard and heavy, he collapsed on top of her, kissing her once more, pressing his soft lips to hers as he stroked her hair.

"God, you mean the world to me, Abbi. I love you," he murmured in a low voice.

“Hmm, oh, Chad.”

Wait. Did he just say he loved her?

No, no, no. It was love-making love. Everybody screamed they loved his or her partner during orgasm, didn’t they? He really didn't mean it.

But oh, she wished he did. Abbi would soon find out. After he pulled off the wet condom and wrapped it up before discarding it, they both held each other under the silky sheets on the bed. Chad kissed her again. They looked out the window at the starry night outside, the moonlight illuminating the dark cabin. Then they fell asleep in each other's arms.

Abbi didn't want to wake up from this dream. But why did she feel like it was all going to end soon?

Chapter 15

The next morning, Chase couldn't believe himself. What was he thinking?

Last night, he’d told Abbi Lopez he loved her, didn't he? This really disturbed his equilibrium more than anything else. At the moment, he was fighting with his emotions.

He stood inside her kitchenette scrambling eggs as the bacon sizzled in the next pan on the other burner. He wanted to make her breakfast. The least he could do for her was to make sure she had a hearty first meal of the day. And the truth was, Chase actually liked cooking. He liked doing a lot of things for her. But this was all so wrong. They could never really be together. For one thing, she didn’t even know who he really was and this bothered him even more.

Abbi’s sweet taste was still on his lips that morning. Chase really enjoyed pleasuring her last night. And, wow, she was so good with her lips. Those sinfully sexy lips of hers. But he had to get a grip. Her sensuality captivated him too much. It made his heart ache just thinking that she didn’t even know who he really was. She’d be essentially falling in love with a stranger.

His mind swirled with doubts. Mixed feelings surged through him. Last night, he'd barely been able to sleep a wink. Confusing emotions had tormented him. The way she spoke to him as if he were just an ordinary guy made him rethink everything. Of course, deep down he felt like just an ordinary guy, but he was also something else. What would she think if she found out that he actually owned this joint—the entire estate? And that he was one of those powerful rich snobs she’d often talked about.

Chase turned around and glanced at her as she lay with her eyes closed like a sleeping princess. A grin of amusement touched his lips. He found everything about her, from her sweet fragrance to her slender legs to that wicked body of hers, to be intoxicating. Just looking at her made him hard. Yet, he wanted more than anything to tell her who he really was.

But then he couldn't tell her yet, could he? He should have told her before he slept with her. He grimaced at the thought. Chase was a flawed all right. Timing had always been an issue with him. The first lady he really liked in a long while and he'd been defrauding her about his identity.

“Mmm,” Abbi moaned with a smile on her face, and she got up and stretched in the bed. "I thought I smelled something delicious." She wrapped the sheets around her covering those sweet breasts he’d enjoyed taking between his lips last night. He could still visualize her beautiful round nipples underneath the sheets.

“Good morning, beautiful," he said as cheerfully as he could.

"You’re cooking eggs and bacon? To what do I owe this pleasure?”

"You know there are studies that say that not only is having breakfast the healthiest meal of the day, but eggs are good for your body because it’s an appetite suppressant—a high source of protein. A lot of people feel fuller with scrambled eggs than even cereal. It’s the best breakfast to keep you going until lunchtime. They're very filling, scrumptious and healthy."

"Is there nothing you don't know?" Abbi said, surprised at Chase’s little lecture. He had to remind himself that he was just an ordinary worker, not some culinary professor. Of course, in reality he had been a guest lecturer many times at the local college back home.

Abbi looked at him lovingly, admiringly. It was nice to be with someone who liked his personality, not his bank balance. She didn’t know anything about his finances and that was all good. And yet she’d treated him so lovingly as if he’d been her knight in shining armor.

He swallowed hard. “Actually, there’s a lot I don't know,” he said in a low controlled voice. And that was the truth, like how was he going to let her know he wasn’t who she thought he was. She’d made it clear she didn’t like what the upper class of society represented, not when there were so many people living below the poverty line. Neither did she like men who led a double life—like her ex and her own late father. “There’s a lot that I’m not really sure about.”

As the bacon sizzled on the stove, Chase turned down the burner. He’d just finished tossing the fluffy eggs just the way she liked them from the other day.

"There’s nothing like having a good man make you breakfast in the morning, I guess." Abbi grinned. She then got up with the sheets wrapped around her body and went into the bathroom to wash up and get ready for the day. The coffee was brewing in the coffee maker. Chase turned everything off before getting the plates ready to serve the food.

How was he going to tell her he was going to insist they didn’t see each other again?

Abbi just couldn't believe what was happening as she got ready in the bathroom.

She had just experienced the most amazing night with Chad and now he was making her breakfast like part of a romantic couple. She’d never had this done for her before. And last night, the way he’d pleasured her, bringing her to the brink of erotic pleasure, over and over and over again, well, last night was just incredible.

At last, Abbi knew what romance books talked about when they mentioned scream-out-loud orgasms. He really knew how to bring a woman carnal pleasure.

She was officially addicted to him and couldn't get enough of him. She’d almost forgotten she was there on the two-month housekeeping contract at the ranch resort. Currently, she felt like a VIP guest.

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