Page 35 of The Rancher's Cinderella Bride

Trailing kisses along her thigh, he moved higher while his fingers caressed her between her legs, stroking her, creating tension that built as she arched her back and thrust her hips against his hand.

Shifting her legs over his shoulders, he had access to her and ran his tongue over her. She gasped and cried out with pleasure, straining against him. “Gabe, please,” she cried. All her focus was on wanting him inside her.

They shifted and she sat up, getting on her knees. When she looked into his eyes, her heart pounded. Eagerly, she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him passionately, pouring out her hunger for all of him. She trailed her hands over him and then leaned away to pull him down on the bed.

Trying to excite him as he had her, she lightly stroked him while running her tongue along his throat, across his chest, down over his belly and then along his thick rod. Holding his hard shaft, she kissed him while her other hand drifted between his legs, stroking him, toying so lightly with him and making him writhe beneath her touch. He gasped and tangled his fingers in her hair while letting her continue to pleasure him.

With another groan, he sat up to kiss her passionately, his hands cupping her breasts. He shifted, kissing her ear and whispering, “You don’t know what you do to me. You’re gorgeous, so incredibly sexy.”

He leaned down to kiss first one breast and then the other, running his tongue over the taut peaks. One hand held her breast as the other hand went between her legs to stroke her.

She moaned with pleasure, trying to caress him in return. He paused to step off the bed and retrieve his jeans. Digging out a billfold, he returned to put on a condom.

Watching him, her heart raced. Exuding energy, he was every inch a strong, handsome, exciting man. She parted her legs, arching her back, eager for him as he came down to kiss her and press her back to the bed.

He entered her slowly, in control while he thrust in her and then almost withdrew. She gasped and cried out, pulling him closer as electrifying pleasure streaked through her. He filled her, still going slowly, building her excitement and desire. She gasped, wanting him, trying to pull his hips closer as he withdrew slightly again and was still, need making her desperate for him. She wrapped her long legs around him and pulled him closer while he again thrust slowly into her.

“Gabe, I want you inside me, all of you,” she whispered, running her hands over him and raising her hips to meet him.

He thrust deeper, withdrawing slowly and then moving faster while she cried out and clung to him. In seconds he pumped faster, building her need.

She clung tightly to him, her legs locked around him as finally he let go of his control and pumped hard and fast. Her world was sensation and need that tore at her until she cried out with pleasure.

Release burst in a climax, her pounding heart shutting out other sounds as they still rocked wildly together, and then he shuddered with his own climax, taking her to another one. Pleasure spilled over her and she dug her hands into his buttocks as she moved with him.

Hot and damp, she gradually slowed while still gasping for breath. She held him tightly in her arms, her legs still clasped around him, both of them still united, and for this moment they were one.

Joy filled her as much as physical satisfaction. She embraced him tightly, still tingling and satiated. For this moment in time, she didn’t want to let him go. Holding him pressed against her heart with their bodies joined, she wanted to keep him close for a while longer and not have to think beyond the moment.

Her breathing and her pounding heart were beginning to return to normal. Gabe turned his head to shower light kisses on her face and throat. While he did, she ran her fingers down his smooth back and over his buttocks, down on his muscled thighs, feeling the short curly hairs on his thighs against her palms.

Her hands came up again, traveling over him, and she tangled her fingers in his hair at the back of his head.

He rose up slightly to look into her eyes. “You were right. We’re awesome together,” he said solemnly. His usual joking and humor had disappeared as he looked at her intently.

“I keep catching you looking at me as if you have never seen me before in your life,” she said softly.

“I wonder if I have. Your kisses blow me away. Making love is the best. I’m reeling in shock again. You did it with your first kiss. You stunned me again with your makeover. This is the third big surprise.”

Smiling, she ran her fingers lightly along his jaw, feeling the short stubble. “It was fantastic. I don’t quite have the experience you do to make comparisons, but sometimes you know something’s special without having to compare it to anything else.”

He turned on his side, holding her close so they faced each other. Their legs were entwined, their arms wrapped around each other.

She reached up to comb unruly locks of black hair off his forehead with her fingers. “It’s crazy to think I just had the best sex of my life with my best friend in the whole wide world. I think my best friend should be female, but we won’t tell anyone.” She laughed and he did, too. “I know I’ll always be able to count on you. You can count on me. If you need me, you let me know.”

“I may need you again tonight,” he said, grinding himself against her.

She smiled. “That wasn’t what I was referring to.”

“You know, I suspect when the dust settles, I’m going to discover that you’ve complicated my life beyond belief.”

She shook her head. “I will do no such thing. Soon you’ll say goodbye and you’ll call and keep in touch.”

“That might not happen quite as soon as you think.”

“It’ll happen when we can call off our fake engagement—which I think may be sooner than the end of the month. My mom got it. I’m sure Justin will be so furious that he’ll stop pursuing me in spite of all his dad’s offers. With that stupid old feud between our families, my parents will certainly be happy that I didn’t marry you. They don’t know how adorable you are.” She tweaked his nose. “Back when we were little and you were at our house a lot, my mother and grandmother thought you were adorable, so I don’t think they really dislike you as much as they dislike your dad.”

“Frankly, I hope you’re right. I really don’t like to get blamed for things he’s done.”

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