“Oh, really?” She batted her eyes and her lips curled into the smallest smirk. “Then I am not doing my job properly.”
I turned her into me. “Baby, what you do for me is more than satisfying.”
She looked around, her gaze scanning across the clearing. “Where are all the men?”
“You know, despite the party, I still have a ranch to run.” I kissed her forehead and moved my arm back to her shoulder. “They’re out moving the cows.”
She rolled her lips and looked at me through hooded eyes. “All the guys?”
“Yes. All of them.” Once again I pulled her close, letting her feel what that look did for me. “Baby, what are you thinking? Because I have to tell you, that look?—”
She rubbed herself against me. “We haven’t done it in any of the barns.”
Rock-fucking-hard.
“Because, I don’t share.” Even as I spoke, I took her hand. “The thought of anyone seeing you like that would make me murderous.”
She followed me without any resistance. “But there is no one around now.”
“Precisely.” I led her toward the equipment barn closer to the house. Once inside, I pushed the door closed and looked at her. “Now, turn around. Put your hands on the bench.”
CHAPTER 14
Rory
The Barn
At least weweren’t in the animal barn. There was no way I’d strip with the chicken and the goats watching me.
“City, I said turnaround.”
I loved when his voice took on that smooth chocolate quality. Doing what Rafe wanted was easy. Not doing what he asked worked out in my favor as well. Under the circumstances, at least. He was always in control, telling me exactly what he intended to do with my body. And I willingly let him.
It was easy. The man paid attention to my body. He listened to what I was saying and to how I responded. He craved my pleasure, as much as I craved the moment when he lost control.
“You’ve been teasing me with this dress all day, haven’t you?” His hands stroked up my sides. His front pressed against my back. “Tempting me. Begging me to touch you.”
I looked at him over my shoulder. “Your eyes brightened when you saw me in it this morning and I decided to keep it on when we got back.”
There was no need to play coy. I loved that I had his attention.
“And then those fucking boots.” His hand found the zipper at the back and he lowered it, peppering my neck with kisses as his hand lowered. “I’ve been wanting to fuck you in these boots since the night of the harvest.”
That tracked. It was the day I bought them.
He pulled the zip all the way down and his tongue swiped up the side of my neck to my ear and back down. I let out a sigh as he licked and sucked at the sensitive spot where my neck met my collarbone. Feeling his lips on my skin had me squirming, pushing my ass into him. “Rafe, I need you.”
“And I need you to be patient.” His hand grazed back up my spine until he reached my bra and unclasped it. “You are so fucking tempting, so fucking sexy. I’m like a fucking teenager getting hard whenever you’re around.”
I moved my hand back, sliding it over his hip. “I need to taste you.”
“What?” His hands reached beneath my dress and he pushed them under my bra.
I let out a gasp as he pinched my nipples. “You’ve gone down on me. And I appreciate you not implying I should return the favor. But I want to taste you.”
He turned me around, his hands cupped my cheeks and he lowered to kiss me. Not gentle, not tentative. The kiss claimed my soul. His lips were firm beneath mine. His hands held my face exactly as he wanted. He moved his body closer to mine, his cock pushing into me. Rafe Vierra was mine. And I was his.
“You sure?”
