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“This is my ranch. No one can see us.”
“What about Ryan? In the guest house?”
“First of all, he’s half a mile away. And second, I’ve told him that if he dares come anywhere near this house tonight, I will kick his ass.”
I couldn’t help but smile.
He cupped my cheek, caressing it with his thumb. “You’re so beautiful, Jade. I’m going to undress you slowly. I’m going to savor every inch of you as you bare yourself to me.”
I sighed into his palm.
I had come straight from work, and I was wearing a form-fitting stretch dress. But he was not to be deterred. He slid the sleeves over my shoulders and down my arms, slithering the dress over my ample breasts, down my belly, and over my hips. Soon it was a puddle of forest green at my feet. I stood before him now, only in a pink bra and panties and my brown wedge sandals. I silently wished I had worn some black patent-leather stilettos. They would be so much sexier. Of course, I wouldn’t have been able to walk all day.
He raked his gaze over me, his eyes blazing with fire. “So beautiful,” he said again.
He unclasped my bra and removed it from me, tossing it onto the grass. My breasts fell against my chest, my nipples already hard for him.
Talon licked his lips.
And my body heated.
He skimmed my pink panties over my hips and down around my ankles. I stepped out of them.
“Lie down, blue eyes.”
I complied, and he unbuckled my sandals and removed them. My toes were painted a neutral reddish-brown.
“I’ve never told you how beautiful your feet are, baby.”
My feet were just feet. Certainly not my best feature, but not my worst, either. But here was this gorgeous man, worshiping them with his hands. He massaged them gently and then more firmly. I let out a sigh. It felt so good. He kissed each toe as he continued his massage. Then he began moving his hands up my calves, massaging my tired muscles and my thighs.
“Turn over, baby.”
I obeyed, and he continued his massage up my calves, up my thighs, kneading my hamstring and then up to my glutes.
Did he realize what he was doing? He had been in this position, getting a massage from me, when he’d flown off the handle that first time. When I’d…
When I had massaged his anus.
Oh, God.
He said something horrible had happened to him.
Had Talon been…raped? Twenty-five years ago? Dear God, he would’ve been only ten years old.
My eyes began to flood with tears, but still he was massaging me, groaning endearments to me, telling me how beautiful my body was.
I had to give him this. I had to let him make love to me as he wanted to, here, outside. I couldn’t let my fears of what might have happened to him in the past color this night.
He would tell me when he was ready.
He continued massaging up my back, and when he got to my shoulders, I couldn’t help but groan. Sitting at a desk all week, whether in my office or at the courthouse, took its toll on my shoulders. I needed to get out and exercise more.
As muc
h as my body heated and throbbed, having him near me, this was more about comfort and love than it was about passion and desire. He was taking care of me, soothing me. And God, I loved him for it.
I was facedown, so he couldn’t do anything to my nipples, and he had avoided my pussy on the way up my body. Did he intend to make love to me tonight? It had sounded like that was his intention. He said he wanted to taste something better than the peach pie.
