“No surprise, really. At least I’m here and not vegging at home.”
Vegging? That’s how he thought of helping out at the ranch? “Are you sure you’re okay, physically?”
“Yeah, I told you I was. What’s going on, Ella? Why did you call?”
“What room are you in?”
“Why?”
“Can you see your truck from your room?”
“Yes.”
“Look outside.”
*
Mystified, Chase partedthe curtains and looked out. The parking lot was sparsely lit, but enough so he could see Ella standing beside his truck. Wearing jeans and a knit T-shirt, with a jacket carried in one hand and her hair down, cascading in waves over her breasts.
He dropped the phone and opened the door, unable to believe his eyes. “Ella?”
She walked to meet him. “Surprise.”
He stared at her for a moment, then grabbed her wrist and pulled her inside, slamming the door shut after her. In the next instant, he had her backed up against the door with his hands streaking over her body and his mouth on hers kissing her wildly, hotly, deeply.
Ella dropped her purse and jacket on the floor, flung her arms around his neck and plastered herself up against him.
“Are you sure?” he asked, his voice muffled because he was kissing her neck.Please be sure. Please be sure.
She arched her neck, giving him better access. “More than sure. I couldn’t stand it any longer. I want you so much, Chase.”
“You have no idea how many times I’ve dreamed of you saying that. Of making love to you again.”
“As many times as I’ve dreamed about you.”
Both struggling to undo the other’s buttons, they managed enough to yank their shirts off. Her bra followed. He sucked in a breath. She was as beautiful as he remembered. He covered her breasts, his fingers rolling the nipples and she moaned.
Ella spread her hands over his chest. “Your shoulder?”
“What shoulder?” He swung her around and backed her toward the bed. She sat with a thump. Chase patted his thigh. “Give me your leg.”
She propped her leg up and let him yank off her boot, then did the same with the other leg. “Take off your pants,” she said, her voice as sultry as a hot summer night.
He was barefoot wearing only his jeans now. Her gaze touched everywhere before raising to meet his. He smiled and shook his head. “You first.”
She stood and undid her jeans, sliding down the zipper and wriggling out of them, all the while watching Chase peel out of his jeans, taking his boxers with them. He pushed her back on the bed, sliding between her legs, the thin film of her panties the only thing between him and heaven. He kissed her, thrusting his tongue inside her mouth in purposeful strokes. He wanted to devour her. He slipped his hand in between them, his fingers rubbing her sensitive flesh, then thrusting one finger inside her. She was wet, hot and clearly ready for him.
Chase rolled aside enough to be able to yank down her panties and tease her with his fingers, his palm pressing on her mound. He pushed in and out of her slow at first, then fast, until the tension built higher and higher and she tightened around him and shattered, gasping out his name.
“God, you’re sexy when you come.”
“I want you inside me. Now,” Ella said.
He kissed her mouth. “No condoms.” Kissed her again.
“Good,” she said huskily.
“Why is that good?”
