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This is a state of emergency.
I cannot believe how drastically this man makes my convictions leak out of my ears.
It’s dangerous. He’s dangerous.
He’s also a big, beautiful stud who gains a little more confidence every time we touch. The shy farmer is still in there, but now he knows he can pleasure me into following his orders. I just called him husband. That is the opposite of the plan!
Okay. Okay, I just need to regroup.
“Let me up, so I can get dressed.” I shove at his shoulders. His strapping body is half on top of mine, his arms wrapped around me in a bear hug. It’s very nice. It’stoonice. “We need to have a proper conversation.”
“We can talk just like this, darlin’,” he drawls, stroking my hair with his fingertips.
“No, I don’t think so.”
“Why not?”
“You’re…you’re using my body against me.”
His gaze sharpens, turns troubled. “Now don’t go saying it like that.”
“It’s the truth. You know that I’m extremely attracted to you. You’re weaponizing sex!”
He studies me hard for several seconds, before a cocky grin spreads across his face. “Extremelyattracted, huh?”
I attempt to struggle out of his arms, but he keeps me pinned with little to no effort. It’s embarrassing, really. “Bring back the farmer who vowed never to cross my boundaries.”
“Now, Bianca.” His tone is serious. “Don’t pretend you didn’t want me to bring you back here and give that pussy hell.”
The body part in question throbs accusingly. “Stop talking like that,” I breathe.
He arches an eyebrow. “You like it too much?”
“Yes,” I sniff, turning my face away from him.
“Aw, darlin’.” He brushes kisses along my cheek. “Don’t be cross with me.”
“You’re making it very hard to be angry,” I admit. “But then I remember that you came here to kidnap me back to your magical farm. Even though I have the biggest meeting of my life tomorrow. Don’t you care about that?”
“Of course, I do,” he says fervently, tugging me closer to his chest.
“But not enough to let me stay in the city?”
For the first time since we started this conversation, he’s beginning to look conflicted. “Bianca, I warned you loud and clear.” He reaches down and flattens his palm on my belly. “My son or daughter might already be growing in here.”
“We should have waited and used a condom,” I grumble.
“But, baby…” He kisses me slowly, his lips curving into a smile, taking my lips along with them. “Do they even make them in my size?”
“You know, it’s possible to betooconfident.”
“All I know is my dick is the right size for giving orgasms to my beautiful Bianca.” His tongue twines with mine, his fingertips stroking up to lightly pinch my nipple. “And hell, darlin’, I’d say you’re the right size for me, too, but you’re at least three sizes too small.”
He’s starting to breathe hard.
So am I.
This is a disaster.
