“I always get what I want.” Her lips teased his, never stopping long enough for him to catch them. “And right now, I want you.”
Fire exploded inside him. His lips found hers, and the passion heating his blood drove the kiss to an incredible summit. Her body cried out for his, and denying her got harder every second.
Gasping for air, he lifted his head and realized he’d pressed her against the wall.
Her eyes sparkled as she gazed at him. “Take me to bed, Rowdy.”
He dug deep into his conscience. Slowly, thoughtfully, he lowered his face to hers. This was one battle he’d choose to lose. Just this once.
One kiss led to another, and another, and then Rowdy fully gave in to his decision. It was as if they couldn’t get enough of each other, couldn’t move fast enough. The mess she’d made while dressing for the party was nothing compared to what the two of them created. He wasn’t sure if they were his underdrawers or hers hanging from the curtain rod; all he got was a quick glimpse of white as he and Angel tumbled onto the bed, laughing and kissing, and touching one another.
The taste of her naked skin was intoxicating. “You are so beautiful,” he murmured, kissing her shoulder and arm.
Her hand fluttered across his chest. The touch left an intoxicating trail of heat. “I love you, Rowdy, more than you can imagine.”
Her words, earnest and soft, made his heart double in size. “I can imagine, darling, for it’s the same for me.” As his gaze wandered over the beautiful curves of her naked form, every last doubt and insecurity disappeared. She was his Angel, always would be.
Chapter Nine
The room was a blur. All Angel could see was Rowdy’s handsome face and the silver-toned eyes showering her with pure, unabated love. He lifted her arm, kissing it from wrist to shoulder. Her heart sang with joy and her body tingled with excitement.
He nuzzled her neck, and her vision returned slowly. She couldn’t suppress the giggle that escaped her lips. Her bloomers hung from the curtain rod. Other articles of clothing, both his and hers, were strewn about. A stampede of steers couldn’t have created more of a mess. Between his shirt and her dress, there were at least a dozen buttons that would need to be replaced.
Their hurried undressing hadn’t provided her the time to appreciate the sight being unveiled, so she did so now. Stretched out next to her, lying on his side, with one of his sleek, lean legs draped across her knees, was the most stunning man alive. The warmth pooling in her core boiled over with anticipation.
She brought her gaze up to meet his. His kiss was deep and long, and left her drowning in the growing, intense desire consuming her. She needed the fulfillment only he could provide. “Rowdy,” she whispered.
Nibbling on her earlobe, a spot she’d never known was so sensitive, he mumbled, “Hmmm?”
She’d waited for this moment for so long, had dreamed about it so often, but a touch of apprehension wouldn’t leave her mind. “I’m not sure what to do.”
He propped himself on an elbow and looked at her tenderly.
“I don’t want to disappoint you,” she admitted.
“Darling, you could never disappoint me.” His fingertip trailed down the side of her face and along her shoulder. “Just be yourself, Angel girl,” he whispered. “And if something frightens you, or makes you uncomfortable, tell me.”
She nodded, still apprehensive. It was odd. She’d never been overly shy in her life, especially not a short time ago, while ripping off his clothes, so why now?
Rowdy’s lips caressed the side of her face, and she shut her eyes in pleasure. “Do you trust me, Angel?” he asked against her cheek.
“Of course I do, Rowdy.”
“Then trust me now, darling. Neither of us is going to be disappointed.”
She turned and her lips met his. The enthusiasm and thrill that had enticed her to tear off his clothes returned twofold. She stroked his hot, supple skin as he
Fire exploded inside him. His lips found hers, and the passion heating his blood drove the kiss to an incredible summit. Her body cried out for his, and denying her got harder every second.
Gasping for air, he lifted his head and realized he’d pressed her against the wall.
Her eyes sparkled as she gazed at him. “Take me to bed, Rowdy.”
He dug deep into his conscience. Slowly, thoughtfully, he lowered his face to hers. This was one battle he’d choose to lose. Just this once.
One kiss led to another, and another, and then Rowdy fully gave in to his decision. It was as if they couldn’t get enough of each other, couldn’t move fast enough. The mess she’d made while dressing for the party was nothing compared to what the two of them created. He wasn’t sure if they were his underdrawers or hers hanging from the curtain rod; all he got was a quick glimpse of white as he and Angel tumbled onto the bed, laughing and kissing, and touching one another.
The taste of her naked skin was intoxicating. “You are so beautiful,” he murmured, kissing her shoulder and arm.
Her hand fluttered across his chest. The touch left an intoxicating trail of heat. “I love you, Rowdy, more than you can imagine.”
Her words, earnest and soft, made his heart double in size. “I can imagine, darling, for it’s the same for me.” As his gaze wandered over the beautiful curves of her naked form, every last doubt and insecurity disappeared. She was his Angel, always would be.
Chapter Nine
The room was a blur. All Angel could see was Rowdy’s handsome face and the silver-toned eyes showering her with pure, unabated love. He lifted her arm, kissing it from wrist to shoulder. Her heart sang with joy and her body tingled with excitement.
He nuzzled her neck, and her vision returned slowly. She couldn’t suppress the giggle that escaped her lips. Her bloomers hung from the curtain rod. Other articles of clothing, both his and hers, were strewn about. A stampede of steers couldn’t have created more of a mess. Between his shirt and her dress, there were at least a dozen buttons that would need to be replaced.
Their hurried undressing hadn’t provided her the time to appreciate the sight being unveiled, so she did so now. Stretched out next to her, lying on his side, with one of his sleek, lean legs draped across her knees, was the most stunning man alive. The warmth pooling in her core boiled over with anticipation.
She brought her gaze up to meet his. His kiss was deep and long, and left her drowning in the growing, intense desire consuming her. She needed the fulfillment only he could provide. “Rowdy,” she whispered.
Nibbling on her earlobe, a spot she’d never known was so sensitive, he mumbled, “Hmmm?”
She’d waited for this moment for so long, had dreamed about it so often, but a touch of apprehension wouldn’t leave her mind. “I’m not sure what to do.”
He propped himself on an elbow and looked at her tenderly.
“I don’t want to disappoint you,” she admitted.
“Darling, you could never disappoint me.” His fingertip trailed down the side of her face and along her shoulder. “Just be yourself, Angel girl,” he whispered. “And if something frightens you, or makes you uncomfortable, tell me.”
She nodded, still apprehensive. It was odd. She’d never been overly shy in her life, especially not a short time ago, while ripping off his clothes, so why now?
Rowdy’s lips caressed the side of her face, and she shut her eyes in pleasure. “Do you trust me, Angel?” he asked against her cheek.
“Of course I do, Rowdy.”
“Then trust me now, darling. Neither of us is going to be disappointed.”
She turned and her lips met his. The enthusiasm and thrill that had enticed her to tear off his clothes returned twofold. She stroked his hot, supple skin as he
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