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The care of a good woman would be amazing. The love of one seemed so far from his reach that he didn’t dare to dream of it.
“I’m sorry, Belle.”
She pulled free of his arms. Then she shrugged and bent to pick up her pillow and blanket she’d spread on the floor for them to sprawl on while they watched the movie.
Fuck. He hated that he’d miss it. Hated that he wouldn’t get those precious moments with her.
Goddamn… I’m falling for her.
The realization made his chest swell. He sucked in a deep breath that was scented with pine and cinnamon and the woman who’d just been in his arms.
He took a step closer to her and cradled her cheek in his hand. “I’ll come to you tonight.”
Her eyes sparked. “We can meet in my special spot.”
“Yes. Where?”
“At the barn. In the hayloft.” Her teeth closed on her lower lip. Need spiked in his core.
“I’ll be there, baby.” He stamped his mouth against hers in a kiss to seal his promise.
She made a sweet hum of surrender. Then he had to tear himself away from her and leave her in the protection of the two other guards here tonight while he took Casey’s watch on the ranch’s perimeter.
Belle’s body pulsed. Her pussy throbbed. And she came apart on Declan’s tongue in strong waves that went on and on and on.
Stifling her noises of ecstasy, she arched her back off the bed of hay that she’d tossed her blanket over. His lips wrapped around her clit and he gently sucked until her hips lifted off the blanket too.
Dizzying seconds later, she heaved a final gasp and collapsed to the floor of the hayloft.
He lifted his head. Darkness kept her from making out his expression or much more than his manly shape. But she didn’t need him to see the desire in her eyes or that little thing that had been torturing her all during that movie she sat through alone.
Or the not-so-little thing.
She still wasn’t willing to touch on the realization for too long, but how could she not? When his tongue swirled around her clit with lazy flicks, how could she not think about how easy it would be to fall in love with this man?
Surrounded by couples snuggling on blankets watching that movie made her see what her life was missing—a man to share it with.
Not just any man.
This one.
Pulling his tongue free of her clit, he let out a rough groan. “I could stay right there between your legs until New Year’s Eve.”
“I’m sure someone would find us by then.”
His low chuckle came in soft breaths over her belly, up her ribs and brushed over her nipple right before he sucked it into his mouth.
Clasping his head to her, she exclaimed at the extreme heat of his tongue. She wasn’t letting him leave this hayloft until they’d touched, bitten, licked and explored every inch of each other.
The soft pulls of his mouth on her nipple had her pussy flooding and a tight string tugging in her core.
“I need you!” Her rasp ended on what was almost a cry.
He circled her nipple once more before moving to her lips. Their kiss spiraled on and on. If she ever allowed herself to imagine such a thing, she’d call this making love.
She stared up at him, knowing that the darkness kept him from seeing her face as well. Made it easier to say things.
“No,” she breathed out on a tremor. “I mean…I need you. With me. Every Christmas Eve.”
