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Fuck! I’d scared her.
I couldn’t lock away my Dominant nature—it was who I was, who I’d always been—but I could try to tamp it down. The least I could do was stop growling. The woman was scared enough, as she should be. Not only was she injured, but also stranded at some strange man’s house without her car, her clothes, her shoes, or her…luggage?
Wait a minute. Wait a hot, fucking minute. Why’s she hauling her wardrobe around in suitcases if she lives here?
Because she’s doesn’t, dumbass. It’s a lie, chided the voice in my head.
Mentally kicking myself in the ass for not putting that puzzle piece together sooner, I clenched my jaw and peered down at her. But when I locked on to the unmistakable hunger blazing in her big, hazel eyes, my anger vanished. My cock instantly turned to granite. And I nearly swallowed my tongue.
Suddenly, I wanted to do a whole lot more than take her over my knee. I wanted to strip her bare, tongue-fuck orgasms out of her for hours, then drive my cock deep inside her hot, sexy body.
ChapterFour
Emma
Blade held me with a stare so penetrating and intense, I felt him climbing inside my soul. My heart sputtered. I wanted to look away, so he didn’t see the secrets I was hiding, but I couldn’t. He’d cast a turbulent, tantalizing carnal spell over me, one I’d never felt before. A part of me wanted to run and hide. But a bigger part of me yearned to stay here in his arms—drinking in the heat of his rugged body, his masculine scent, and his piercing blue eyes—until the end of time. But when his gaze suddenly turned hot and hungry, the only place I ached to be was in his bed…begging him to put out the fire licking my spine.
He dipped his chin and leaned in close. So close, his wet breath spilled over my lips. Tossing my inhibitions away, I looped my arms around his neck while another rush of wet warmth slid into my panties.
“I know it’s hard to rely on others,” he murmured, stare fixed on my lips. “Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you if you’ll let me, little one.”
Little one?
The knee-jerk reaction to inform him I might be little, but with one well-placed kick to the balls, I could take him to his knees blazed through me. Instead, I held my tongue. While the two words continued circling my brain, I realized his tone hadn’t held an ounce of contempt, but rather…adoration.
What the hell is going on?
I didn’t have a clue. I only knew the longer his stare remained locked on my lips, the more I ached to taste his.
“Okay,” I whispered.
Leaning in closer to his mouth, I inwardly prayed he’d start taking care of me now and kiss me.
But he didn’t. Instead, he eased back, cleared his throat, then strode across the massive, white painted wrap-around porch. Framed with white spindle railings, I drank in the thickly padded, and inviting, white porch swing.
I tamped down my disappointment as he opened the door and carried me inside, then skimmed a gaze around the room.
The outside of his house looked like a typical American farmhouse. But inside, it was subtly elegant yet warm and inviting. I had no doubt a professional designer was responsible for the modern sophistication laid out before me. Which blew my preconceived notions about the rugged cowboy clean out of the water. Nothing about the interior—except the gleaming hardwoods and a stunning oil painting of a golden wheat field hanging on the living room wall—came close to what I’d imagined awaited me inside his house.
Processing my surprise, a crushing thought hammered through my brain.
Blade didn’t hire an interior designer to create all this…hiswifedid.
“Please, put me down,” I demanded.
“Why?” He blanched. “You gonna throw up again?”
“No. I-I just…don’t want to cause any problems.”
“Problems? I’m afraid I’m not following you, darlin’.”
“With your wife.”
“My what?” he barked, eyes flashing wide. “Hold on a minute. I’mnotmarried. Never have been, likely never will be.”
“Oh,” I mumbled as a ridiculous wave of relief sailed through me. “I’m sorry, I thought…”
“You thought what?” he asked, striding deeper into the house.
