Page 40 of The Cowboy Texas Ranger's Very Special Agent

“To me, too, baby.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “I wouldn’t be anywhere else. And when this crisis is over, I want us to continue spending time together.” His gaze searched hers.

She nodded. “So do I. I don’t want to lose you. Now that I’ve found you, I couldn’t bear that.”

“Same here, sweetheart.” He stood and laid her in the middle of the bed, then slid in beside her. Resting on his elbow, he looked down on her. “I still can’t believe that I’ve found you. A woman that fits me perfectly. And I don’t mean just physically. We share so many of the same things in life. I mean it. I’m astounded that I’ve met someone like you and that you care for me.”

“You shouldn’t be. You deserve the most special woman in the world, Cal. I’m not sure that’s me, but I’m sure glad that you want me.” She pressed her fingers to her mouth to keep from smiling. The stitch in her lip would dissolve as she healed, and she sure hoped that it hurried.

He brushed a kiss across her lips. “Of course it’s you, darling.” He cupped her breast in his hand and rubbed his thumb across her nipple. The feeling was delicious.

“Your breasts are perfect, do you know that?”

“You think so?” She caressed his cheek, looking into his beautiful blue eyes. He was handsome in a rugged way. She traced his strong jaw with a fingertip.

“Oh yeah, I do think so.” He took her nipple into his mouth and caressed it with his tongue. She sighed at the sensual, wonderful feeling. His hand slipped gently across her stomach, and he cupped her hip in his hand. He made her feel small and feminine and totally in his power. It was so different from the way she lived her life, and yet she found that she liked the feeling. Giving him temporary control made her feel cherished, loved, and safe. He was the kind of man she could trust herself with.

He said, “I’m going to move you, honey.” Then he slid her hips to the foot of the bed.

Her pulse raced as she realized what he was preparing to do.

He knelt in front of her and put her calves over his shoulders. She sucked in a breath as he spread her and explored her with his tongue, sending waves of pleasure washing through her. God, she loved how he knew her body.

He found her sensitive spot and circled it several times before taking it into his mouth. God, he must know how achingly glorious that felt. She moaned as he stroked it with his tongue as he sucked. An intensity of sensation overwhelmed her. She ran her fingers through his hair, needing the connection.

He continued to work his magic, her body quivering in response.

Suddenly she gave a convulsive gasp as her body shuddered, currents of impossible bliss shooting through her. She cried out as waves of ecstasy throbbed in her core. She wanted him inside her.

He rose to his feet and lifted her hips, guiding himself partway inside her. Then he stroked her that way. She thought she’d go crazy as he hit her G-spot, stimulating her even more. Her orgasm went on and on as he slid in and out. She clenched the covers, looking at him. He stared back at her, concentrating, a small smile on his face.

When she began to slow, Cal thrust farther inside, and she cried out, “Yes, that way.” He groaned as he thrust in and out, all the way inside her. She loved the way he felt. His hands, clasping her so effortlessly, turned her on even more. He threw his head back, his eyes squeezed shut as he thrust faster and faster.

She clutched the sheets, feeling her own passion rise, knowing she was getting close again. How did he do this to her? She closed her eyes, rocking with his body, and suddenly she came again, less urgently but oh, so satisfyingly.

Cal thrust hard one more time and whispered, “Vic. My Vic.”

God, those words went straight to her heart. “Oh, Cal.”

He opened his eyes and looked at her with wonder. After a moment, he lifted her into the center of the bed. “I’ll be right back.”

When he walked back in, she was taken by surprise again by how large he was, even at rest. Thank goodness he was so gentle with her. He got into bed beside her, and she turned toward him, stroking his cheek. “You’re a wonderful lover, Cal.”

“I enjoy making love to you. Being able to relax, knowing that I don’t have to hold back, Vic, that’s such a gift.” He kissed her softly.

“I’m glad. When I’m healed, I’ll make you even more glad.”

He chuckled. “Now you have me curious.”

She smothered a yawn. “How about we take a nap before we start on dinner?”

“Sounds great.”

She turned over and pressed her back to his chest. He slid his arm around her waist and pulled her close. Sighing, she forgot and smiled, then winced in pain.Dang it.That had hurt. She brought his fingers to her lips, and he nestled his head closer to hers. God, he felt good. She felt relaxed and drained of energy in the best possible way. Closing her eyes, she listened for his breathing and let his long, slow exhales put her to sleep.

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