His Dangerous Bride (The Brides of Paradise Ranch - Spicy Version Book 2) by Merry Farmer Page A
Authors: Merry Farmer
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love and trust a man at first sight. Well, Eden wasn’t the kind to carry silly notions about love around, but the one thing life had taught her was that when a trustworthy man came along, you could tell in a heartbeat. It was about time she staked her claim to Luke Chance, heart, soul, and especially body.
“You know what’s more dangerous than my reasons for being at Hurst Home?” She lowered her voice to a purr and swayed closer to Luke.
“Uh…” His jaw went slack and his eyes dropped right to where they should, her chest.
She played along, reaching up to undo the buttons of her blouse, opening it to show him the swell of her breasts straining against the top of her corset.
“The trouble we could get into.” She finished her thought. “That’s more dangerous. What do you say?”
There was an even chance that he didn’t hear her question. His eyes stayed fixed on her breasts as she unbuttoned the rest of her blouse and shrugged out of it, tossing it over one of the chairs at the small kitchen table. She followed that by unhooking her corset and shrugging out of it. Years of getting dressed and undressed on the run had enabled her to shed her clothes in a flash.
Luke’s eyes widened as her breasts hung loose underneath her thin cotton chemise once her corset hit the floor. She grinned at him, standing boldly, shoulders thrown back to accentuate her chest. It was an invitation, and Luke took it up. He reached out, cupping one of her breasts in each hand. Lord, it felt good to have a man’s hands on her. Big, strong hands. Shivers of anticipation for all the ways she could give in to this big, strong man and let him have his way with her, any way he liked, coursed through her, pooling between her legs.
But Luke just stood there, breathing hard, pupils dilated, holding her breasts. He didn’t even brush his thumbs over her nipples or lean over to kiss or suckle them, or squeeze or do any of the things other men had done to play with her. Sure, the bulge in his trousers was growing by the second, but it was almost as if…as if…
“Luke, have you ever been with a woman before?” she asked in her kindest voice.
He remained frozen for a few more seconds before sucking in a breath and taking a half step back. His hands dropped to his sides. “No, ma’am.”
Eden’s heart blossomed in her chest, and the ache between her legs grew. “Why not?”
Luke blinked and met her eyes. A deep blush filled his face. “Well, that wouldn’t be proper now, would it?”
She couldn’t help but laugh, a low, throaty laugh that had him licking his lips. “I can’t say I’ve met many men with enough honor and good sense to stay out of a woman’s bed because it wouldn’t be proper. Usually other things take over and honor flies out the window.” She nodded to his trousers.
“My pa always said it was better to respect all women like they’re someone else’s wife and get acquainted with your hand than to do something you might regret,” he blurted in one long breath, then added, “I’m very well acquainted with my hand.”
He blinked and went beet-red, as if realizing what he’d said. Eden giggled, more charmed than she’d ever been in her life.
“Your pa sounds like a wise man.”
Luke wiped a hand over the wince that’d come to his face. “He is. Look, that was a stupid thing to say, I’m—”
She cut him off by surging into him, throwing her arms around his neck and slanting her mouth over his. He was stunned at first as she traced her tongue along the line of his mouth, but a breath later he softened, parting her lips and joining her in a dance of tongues and passion. His arms slipped around her waist, then just as quickly, one hand moved up to hold her breast. Eden’s heart sang, shooting desire through her. This was going to be her best night in a long time.
In short order, Luke lifted his other hand to cradle her breast, then broke their kiss to lean back and watch as he circled and
“You know what’s more dangerous than my reasons for being at Hurst Home?” She lowered her voice to a purr and swayed closer to Luke.
“Uh…” His jaw went slack and his eyes dropped right to where they should, her chest.
She played along, reaching up to undo the buttons of her blouse, opening it to show him the swell of her breasts straining against the top of her corset.
“The trouble we could get into.” She finished her thought. “That’s more dangerous. What do you say?”
There was an even chance that he didn’t hear her question. His eyes stayed fixed on her breasts as she unbuttoned the rest of her blouse and shrugged out of it, tossing it over one of the chairs at the small kitchen table. She followed that by unhooking her corset and shrugging out of it. Years of getting dressed and undressed on the run had enabled her to shed her clothes in a flash.
Luke’s eyes widened as her breasts hung loose underneath her thin cotton chemise once her corset hit the floor. She grinned at him, standing boldly, shoulders thrown back to accentuate her chest. It was an invitation, and Luke took it up. He reached out, cupping one of her breasts in each hand. Lord, it felt good to have a man’s hands on her. Big, strong hands. Shivers of anticipation for all the ways she could give in to this big, strong man and let him have his way with her, any way he liked, coursed through her, pooling between her legs.
But Luke just stood there, breathing hard, pupils dilated, holding her breasts. He didn’t even brush his thumbs over her nipples or lean over to kiss or suckle them, or squeeze or do any of the things other men had done to play with her. Sure, the bulge in his trousers was growing by the second, but it was almost as if…as if…
“Luke, have you ever been with a woman before?” she asked in her kindest voice.
He remained frozen for a few more seconds before sucking in a breath and taking a half step back. His hands dropped to his sides. “No, ma’am.”
Eden’s heart blossomed in her chest, and the ache between her legs grew. “Why not?”
Luke blinked and met her eyes. A deep blush filled his face. “Well, that wouldn’t be proper now, would it?”
She couldn’t help but laugh, a low, throaty laugh that had him licking his lips. “I can’t say I’ve met many men with enough honor and good sense to stay out of a woman’s bed because it wouldn’t be proper. Usually other things take over and honor flies out the window.” She nodded to his trousers.
“My pa always said it was better to respect all women like they’re someone else’s wife and get acquainted with your hand than to do something you might regret,” he blurted in one long breath, then added, “I’m very well acquainted with my hand.”
He blinked and went beet-red, as if realizing what he’d said. Eden giggled, more charmed than she’d ever been in her life.
“Your pa sounds like a wise man.”
Luke wiped a hand over the wince that’d come to his face. “He is. Look, that was a stupid thing to say, I’m—”
She cut him off by surging into him, throwing her arms around his neck and slanting her mouth over his. He was stunned at first as she traced her tongue along the line of his mouth, but a breath later he softened, parting her lips and joining her in a dance of tongues and passion. His arms slipped around her waist, then just as quickly, one hand moved up to hold her breast. Eden’s heart sang, shooting desire through her. This was going to be her best night in a long time.
In short order, Luke lifted his other hand to cradle her breast, then broke their kiss to lean back and watch as he circled and
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