much.
Catie reveled in being with him. The man she loved.
They reached the Bay barn and Chad helped her curry down Ladybird and get her bedded.
“Thanks for riding with me,” she said. “I sure had fun.”
“Me too, sugar.”
He grinned, and her heart stopped. God, he was so handsome. Always had been, but now…he damn near robbed her of breath.
She expected him to get on Eclipse and high tail it out of there faster than a jackrabbit, but instead he took her into his arms and gave her a brotherly hug. The warmth of his body, flushed from the excitement of the ride, made her tingle all over with prickly needles.
And then the hug was no longer brotherly. His lips pressed to her neck in moist kisses. “Why can’t I keep my hands to myself around you, sugar?”
“Mmm,” she said. “I don’t know, but I’m glad you can’t.”
“All I want to do,” he rasped, sliding his mouth over her cheeks, her eyelids, her forehead, “is finish what we started in your room today. But it would be a powerful mistake.”
“Mmm. Why is that again?”
“Because you deserve more than a roll in the hay.”
Catie erupted in giggles.
“What’s so funny, sugar?”
“A roll in the hay. Chad, we’re in a barn.”
He chuckled. “We sure are. And I sure as hell am not going to love your sweet body for the first time in a stinky old barn.”
“Where then?” The bold statement surprised her, even after it had escaped her lips.
Chad paused and stared at her. She grabbed a broom and swept Ladybird’s stall to give her hands something to do.
Then he spoke. “Back to my place.”
“But my parents… They’ll wonder where I am.”
“You’re fond of telling me what a grown-up girl you are, sugar. They didn’t know where the heck you were or what you were doing the last four years. Come on, you can ride with me on Eclipse.”
“Chad—”
“Come on now, Catie. I can’t wait another minute to have you.”
He helped her mount Eclipse, climbed up behind her, and they rode into the still night.
He kept the horse to a trot, and Catie let her head fall back against Chad’s hard chest. His powerful muscular thighs hugged hers. Every part of her was hyper-aware, hyper-conscious of the man behind her, the man in control of the beautiful animal atop which she sat.
It will happen. Tonight.
Tonight she would make love with Chad McCray.
----
B ack at Chad’s house , Catie stared in awe. She’d been to the main house, which dwarfed her ranch house. But this one… Was it bigger? Or had she spent too many years in quaint Paris townhouses?
Within seconds, Chad had scooped her into his arms and carried her to what she presumed was his bedroom. He deposited her on his bed, took off his boots and socks, throwing them to the other side of the room, and unsnapped his western shirt. She gulped as he exposed his chest. Pure golden muscle, accented with dark brown hair smattered over his pecs. The hair grew lighter until it disappeared in a line under his belt buckle. She gulped again. A bulge under his belt buckle beckoned her.
A really big bulge.
“Sugar, those eyes are about as big as flying saucers. You all right?”
“Oh, yeah. Sure. I’m just—”
“Stop me now, if you’re going to. Because once these pants come off, there’ll be no going back.”
“I don’t want to stop.”
“Thank God.” He yanked open the snaps on her shirt, unhooked her bra, and let her breasts fall against her chest. He sucked in his breath. “I’m going to kiss every inch of your gorgeous body tonight, sugar. I’m going to taste every ounce of honey you have to offer.”
Catie shuddered. His sexy words embarrassed her, yet inflamed her. She wanted to hear more. She wanted to feel more. His lips everywhere. On her mouth, her nipples, between her legs.
Oh God…
Chad pulled her boots off one by one, and then her socks. He reached forward and unbuckled her belt, unzipped her jeans, and pulled them off, along with her already
Catie reveled in being with him. The man she loved.
They reached the Bay barn and Chad helped her curry down Ladybird and get her bedded.
“Thanks for riding with me,” she said. “I sure had fun.”
“Me too, sugar.”
He grinned, and her heart stopped. God, he was so handsome. Always had been, but now…he damn near robbed her of breath.
She expected him to get on Eclipse and high tail it out of there faster than a jackrabbit, but instead he took her into his arms and gave her a brotherly hug. The warmth of his body, flushed from the excitement of the ride, made her tingle all over with prickly needles.
And then the hug was no longer brotherly. His lips pressed to her neck in moist kisses. “Why can’t I keep my hands to myself around you, sugar?”
“Mmm,” she said. “I don’t know, but I’m glad you can’t.”
“All I want to do,” he rasped, sliding his mouth over her cheeks, her eyelids, her forehead, “is finish what we started in your room today. But it would be a powerful mistake.”
“Mmm. Why is that again?”
“Because you deserve more than a roll in the hay.”
Catie erupted in giggles.
“What’s so funny, sugar?”
“A roll in the hay. Chad, we’re in a barn.”
He chuckled. “We sure are. And I sure as hell am not going to love your sweet body for the first time in a stinky old barn.”
“Where then?” The bold statement surprised her, even after it had escaped her lips.
Chad paused and stared at her. She grabbed a broom and swept Ladybird’s stall to give her hands something to do.
Then he spoke. “Back to my place.”
“But my parents… They’ll wonder where I am.”
“You’re fond of telling me what a grown-up girl you are, sugar. They didn’t know where the heck you were or what you were doing the last four years. Come on, you can ride with me on Eclipse.”
“Chad—”
“Come on now, Catie. I can’t wait another minute to have you.”
He helped her mount Eclipse, climbed up behind her, and they rode into the still night.
He kept the horse to a trot, and Catie let her head fall back against Chad’s hard chest. His powerful muscular thighs hugged hers. Every part of her was hyper-aware, hyper-conscious of the man behind her, the man in control of the beautiful animal atop which she sat.
It will happen. Tonight.
Tonight she would make love with Chad McCray.
----
B ack at Chad’s house , Catie stared in awe. She’d been to the main house, which dwarfed her ranch house. But this one… Was it bigger? Or had she spent too many years in quaint Paris townhouses?
Within seconds, Chad had scooped her into his arms and carried her to what she presumed was his bedroom. He deposited her on his bed, took off his boots and socks, throwing them to the other side of the room, and unsnapped his western shirt. She gulped as he exposed his chest. Pure golden muscle, accented with dark brown hair smattered over his pecs. The hair grew lighter until it disappeared in a line under his belt buckle. She gulped again. A bulge under his belt buckle beckoned her.
A really big bulge.
“Sugar, those eyes are about as big as flying saucers. You all right?”
“Oh, yeah. Sure. I’m just—”
“Stop me now, if you’re going to. Because once these pants come off, there’ll be no going back.”
“I don’t want to stop.”
“Thank God.” He yanked open the snaps on her shirt, unhooked her bra, and let her breasts fall against her chest. He sucked in his breath. “I’m going to kiss every inch of your gorgeous body tonight, sugar. I’m going to taste every ounce of honey you have to offer.”
Catie shuddered. His sexy words embarrassed her, yet inflamed her. She wanted to hear more. She wanted to feel more. His lips everywhere. On her mouth, her nipples, between her legs.
Oh God…
Chad pulled her boots off one by one, and then her socks. He reached forward and unbuckled her belt, unzipped her jeans, and pulled them off, along with her already
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