Page 36 of Canadian Harvest


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“But I want to touch you,” I moan.

He wraps a hand around my throat. Not too tight, just enough to let me know he’s in charge. “When I say, or this ends. Do you understand?”

I nod. My breath is now a pant, quick and uneven as he lets go of me. Leaning down, he grazes his lips softly with mine until my body relaxes into the mattress.

Kissing his way down my body, he pulls my shirt to just above my breasts. Looking down, I’m relieved to see my light purple lace bra. Thank goodness I grabbed that one this morning.

He tucks his fingers into the top of the cups, pulling them down, and creating a perfect peep show of my breasts between my shirt and bra.

“Beautiful. You’re so fucking beautiful.”

He pulls one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking and nipping as his hand trails down my stomach and toward the top of my pants. He makes slow, lazy motions across my skin with his finger while sucking hard on my stiff peak.

I’m a moaning, writhing mess as I trap him with my legs around his waist, rubbing my core along his stomach. I’m trying to find relief, but not finding any.

“Impatient little minx,” he scolds, no heat behind his words.

“Mitch, please,” I whine.

I’m consciously holding on to the headboard, not wanting to lift even a finger off the pole in case he holds true to his threat and stops. I can’t risk that. Not with how good this feels, and we’re just starting.

“We’ll get there, babe.”

He moves to my other nipple, giving it the same attention. He nips and sucks, all while continuing to trace the skin of my stomach and along the line of my pants. I’m arching and gasping at his touch. I want more, but don’t want this to end, all at the same time.

Taking mercy on me, he kisses his way down my stomach, reaching behind him to unlock my ankles from his waist and lower himself further down my body.

Once he’s lined up with my core, he unbuttons my jeans, peeling them down my body, taking my underwear with them. I close my eyes, not able to see his reaction to what I’m sure is the jungle he described. I move to close my legs, but he won’t let me, holding them open with his arms.

“Rachel, look at me,” he demands.

I wait for a breath before opening my eyes. When I do, I see him looking at my body like a starved man. I watch as he wraps his arms under my legs, his hands coming over my thighs, his fingers digging into my skin.

“I want you to watch how much I want you, Rachel.”

I suck in a breath as his tongue licks me. I want to drop my head back and close my eyes so all I know is his touch, but I also don’t dare disobey him. Not now. So instead, I hang on to the headboard as if it will provide me strength as I watch the hottest man I’ve ever known make me his own personal dessert.

His eyes are locked onto mine as he devours me. Every lap of his tongue brings me to a new height, and I’m never sure when I’m going to fall. I’m almost a goner when he slides a finger into me, and then two, curling and hitting the spot I thought was just a myth for romance novels.

“Mitch,” I pant, closing my eyes without thinking.

He pulls his fingers out of me and his tongue stops.

I whimper, opening my eyes and meeting his. His neatly trimmed beard is shining in the moonlight with traces of what he was just doing.

“I said don’t stop looking, Rachel. I want you to watch every second of this—ingrain this in your memory. I’m here. I don’t care what you’re wearing or aren’t. I don’t care if you’re shaved, wearing a ball gown, or nothing at all. You remember this. You rememberme.”

Ho-ly shit.

“Yes, sir,” I say without thinking. I didn’t mean to say it. It must be embedded in my head from all the alpha/dom heroes I’ve read. Mitch stirs something up in me I never expected. I don’t know who I am right now, but I like it.

His jaw ticks as he looks at me. Assessing.

Now I start to worry I’ve said the wrong thing. Maybe he doesn’t like it. Shit, maybe I crossed a line about names and titles.

“I’m sorry,” I sputter, worried I’ve ruined the whole night. “I shouldn’t have said that. Just holy cow with what you were doing and your bossiness, it just slipped out.”

He raises an eyebrow at me but doesn’t say anything.

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