Page 12 of Belonging to the Rancher

“Yes, you were my first kiss. I haven’t been with anyone. There is no one else, nor has there been anyone else.”

He was starting to feel a little dense. “Are you telling me that you’re a … virgin?”

She nodded and as she did, she went a brighter shade of red. It looked so good on her.

He felt that twitch in his cock.

How the fuck had this woman stayed a virgin? She was twenty-five years old, with amazing tits, and an ass designed to be squeezed. Not to mention those thighs, which he had imagined wrapped around his waist more times than he could count.

Silence.

Axe stared at her.

He didn’t know what to say. It didn’t seem real for her to be a virgin.

“What did I do wrong?” she asked.

“Nothing,” Axe said. “I … you’re…”

“Do you not want me?”

Axe pushed out his chair and rounded the table. Sinking his fingers into her hair, he tilted her head back, and then slammed his lips down on hers. He’d been wanting to do this for so long, but he’d held himself back to keep it professional between them. But, fuck professional.

He couldn’t believe Clarissa had thought she was a bad kisser.

Breaking the kiss, he looked into her eyes. “I stopped the kiss because you’re my employee and I don’t want you to think you have to do this, or any of that messed-up shit.”

He wasn’t good with words, he knew that. There was no way he’d be able to write poetry, or put the right kind of spin on any of it.

Clarissa placed a palm to his cheek. “I know you’re my boss and I know we should keep things … right between us, but do you not want me?”

Her lips were already a nice, inviting red and plump from his kisses. He stroked her cheek with the backs of his fingers.

Reaching for her hand that was on his cheek, he placed it right over his cock. “That is how badly I want you, Clarissa.”

She released a gasp. “Then why stop?”

“I didn’t want to scare you.”

“I’m not afraid.”

And there was no way he could leave her now.

Slamming his lips on hers, he kissed her hard, and deep. Clarissa pressed against him, and let out a whimper, and he allowed her to stand up as they continued to kiss. Sliding his hand from her cheek, he went straight to her ass, gripping the flesh and squeezing.

In the back of his mind, he knew he was breaking all his rules, but he didn’t care. Kissing Clarissa was the best thing he’d done. Her lips were so tempting to him, and he didn’t want to stop. In fact, kissing her didn’t even seem like enough.

Growling against her lips, he heard her soft, subtle moan, and then she arched up against him. He ran his hands up her body, going toward her tits. His cock was so hard it was almost painful. Stepping back, he looked into her eyes and knew he didn’t want to stop. This time, he wasn’t going to.

“Axe?”

He didn’t answer her, but instead led her to the stairs. She didn’t pull on his hand, didn’t say a single word as he took her upstairs. She followed him to his bedroom, and then he turned toward her.

They were going to do this.

It was what they both wanted, and Axe was tired of fighting it.

Chapter Six

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