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“You don’t want to see the ranch?”

He looked pained by the thought, and she smiled to reassure him. “No, I’d love to see it, but I’m here to help you.”

He watched her eat with slow, tiny bites until she looked up and caught him. He leaned back in his chair. He’d worn the same sexy grin all afternoon. “Why did you stay? Tell me the truth.”

She wouldn’t admit to being inspired by their conversation about Vikings, or that she’d dared herself to give up the ridiculous effort to resist him. “You asked me. Don’t you remember?”

“Yes, but you didn’t have to stay.”

“Maybe it’s your cologne,” she teased.

“I’ll stop wearing it if it’s going to get me in trouble.”

“You’re already in trouble,” she emphasized in a sultry purr. “Now are you ready for some cake, or would you rather wait until later?”

“What I’d really like is to take you on the table, but then I’d never be able to eat another meal here without thinking of you.”

“Sounds good to me.” She picked up their plates and carried them into the kitchen and took their wineglasses on the second trip. “Should we plan the logistics first?”

He pulled her down on his lap. “Just kiss me.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and drank in his wine-flavored kisses. He was warm and felt so good to hold close. He slid his hands over her back, and, in a lazy mood, she slid her hand under his shirt to rub his chest. His skin hummed beneath her fingertips, luring her still closer.

He wound his fingers in her hair and caressed her lips with the tip of his tongue. “You have the most beautiful hair. I could swim in it.”

“So do you.” She’d dated fair-haired men at home, but she loved his ebony hair and dark eyes. “You’d be handsome bald, but I couldn’t pull it off.”

He smothered his laughter against her throat. “Your hair isn’t all I like.”

“Thank God.” She returned his eager kisses and got so lost in him she was startled when he pulled away.

“Come on, sit on the end of the table.” He patted the place in front of him.

She’d thought he’d want her to lean over the table, not sit on it, but she wouldn’t argue when she wanted him so badly. It was a heavy mahogany table that easily supported her weight, and she leaned back on her elbows and licked her lips.

He handed her a condom. “Rip it open with your teeth.”

She did. “Is there any other way?”

“Not anymore.” Rather than stand, he scooted to the front of his chair, pulled off her bright pink panties and then slid off her sandals. “You have the most gorgeous legs.”

“Thank you. Your legs are very handsome too. You have a runner’s sleek muscles.”

“I didn’t realize you were paying such close attention.”

“Every second,” she promised.

He pulled her closer to the edge of the table and spread kisses up her thighs. She could now easily reach his lap with her toe and rubbed his rock hard cock. “You’re incorrigible,” he whispered against her pale blonde muff.

“Is that a complaint?”

“No.” He licked the length of her cleft and burrowed deeper. He knew just where to touch and spread her open with his thumbs. He kissed and teased her with the tip of his tongue. “I knew you’d taste awfully good.”

She remained propped on her elbows to watch him. He looked up often with a question in his gaze, and she could only gasp and smile. When he slid two fingers inside to stroke her depths, she lay back and let the sparkling sweet burst of pleasure roll through her. The man was a love god, and she wanted more.

He stood to pull on the condom and teased her with the tip of his cock to keep her dancing on the edge of another orgasm and another before he pushed into her. Holding her thighs wide open, he watched his cock dip in and slide out. He rubbed her clit with his thumb.

“Tell me when you’ve had enough,” he asked in a hushed sigh.

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