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“Fuck.”
I start to move and he shakes his head. Reaching up, he lifts my shirt and rids me of it with one yank. My bra falls away with expert precision. Only my skirt remains, bunched about my waist.
“Better. Now ride me, sweetheart.”
I do. We get lost in each other, my orgasm building ridiculously fast since I already came once.
“Shit, I’m going to come. Too fast,” he admits. “You’re too perfect.”
He licks his thumb and reaches between us, working my clit in small circles. It doesn’t take long, and I come around him, my inner muscles clenching hard, which sets him off too.
The tight clutch of his fingers on my hips keeps me in place as he buries himself deep and lets go.
We’re sweaty and satisfied. Breathless and boneless.
He kisses my temple. “I’m not done with you.”
I gasp when he stands, keeping me in his arms. I wrap my legs around his waist to cling to him.
“That’s round one.” He carries me down the hall to my bed. “It’s going to be a long night.”
7
MILES
I waketo the sun streaming through the window, and—
“Oh, fuck,” I say out loud.
I didn’t mean to spend the night. What the hell time is it, anyway? I scramble out of bed to find my jeans. My phone is in my jeans, right?
“Hey, Sadie—” I look down at the rumpled bed.
No Sadie.
Did I truly just get out of her bed and not realize she wasn’t in it? Of course she’s not here. She probably had to get up and go to work. I don’t even know what day it is. Two weeks in Montana and I’ve lost all concept of time. Every day is a workday on the ranch.
I find my jeans slung over her closet door and grab the phone out of the pocket. It’s nearly dead. Fuck it all. It’s nine thirty. I have about ten texts, all of which I ignore.
Chance makes a big fucking deal out of starting each morning at six. He’s determined—or our esteemed father is determined from the grave—that we’ll learn to do everything on the damned ranch, or we won’t get our billion.
Whatever. If Chance ever gets a woman into bed, I sure as hell hope he sleeps in.
I hastily pull the jeans over my legs and hips and walk out of Sadie’s bedroom.
“Hey, sleepyhead.” She smiles and then takes a sip out of a mug. “Coffee?”
I stop, surprised. “Don’t you have to work?” I scratch my head.
“Not on Saturday, silly.” She smiles at me, her hair a mess, but in arecently fuckedway.
“Is it Saturday?”
She laughs. “Uh…yeah. You seriously don’t know what day it is?”
I frown. “Hell, no. Chance has Austin and me working around the clock at that damned ranch. I’ll be in the doghouse for sure for not showing up for breakfast at six this morning.”
Not that I care. No way would I turn down waking at dawn to Sadie beneath the covers and my dick in her mouth for anything.
