Page 40 of One Night Rancher


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But that he knew where he was spoke again to the familiarity of what they were.

He set her down at the center of the bed and stood back, kicking his boots off, his hands going to his belt.

And she froze. She wanted to see him. Jace. She had never seen him naked. Of course she hadn’t. She had never seen a naked man before. She could see the outline of his arousal through the faded denim of his jeans.

He was big. Not that she had any comparison or anything like that. But she could still tell he was big.

She licked her lips as he began to undo the belt buckle. As he began to pull the leather and slide it through the belt loops slowly.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“You looking forward to this?” he asked, his voice husky.

“Yes,” she confirmed, her own voice sounding scratchy.

“Good. Because it’s for you, baby. This is definitely for you.”

“Don’t call me that,” she said.

“Don’t call you what?”

“Don’t call me ‘baby,’ please. Call me Cara.”

“Cara,” he said, his voice coming out a growl.

He pushed his jeans and underwear off and revealed the extent of his arousal.

“Oh my,” she said.

“Now that’s not like you at all,” he said.

He was confident, no nerves at all, and he didn’t need them. He was gorgeous. Every inch of him sculpted and lean and glorious.

His manhood was thick and just plain beautiful. She wouldn’t have expected she’d think that about male anatomy, but she damn sure did. About Jace.

He moved over to the bed and pushed one knee down into the mattress, looking at her. Then he put his hands on her knees, smoothed them up her thighs, before forcing her legs apart.

“Jace,” she said, the word a protest.

“Don’t hide from me,” he said, the command so firm she had no choice but to obey. She relaxed her thighs, let her legs fall open.

“That’s right,” he said. “Show me everything, baby. Show me.”

She relaxed even further, and she felt herself getting more and more aroused beneath the sharpness of his gaze. Then he pushed his fingers right between her slick folds, finding her wet with desire for him.

Heat flared in his eyes. “You’re so perfect, Cara. So perfect. And I need to taste you now.”

She was about to protest, she really was, but then he lowered his head, buried his face between her thighs, and his tongue was so perfect and unerring that she couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think.

She looked down, and immediately, her arousal inched its way up higher. Impossibly so. But it was undeniably Jace’s head there. Between her legs. Undeniably her best friend licking her, tasting her.

She gasped, the beginnings of her orgasm pulsing from deep within her. And then he pushed a finger inside of her, and she lost it completely. She pulsed around him, arching her hips upward as her release slammed into her.

“You’re so hot,” he growled, moving up her body and capturing her mouth with a kiss. She could taste her own desire on his lips, and she found herself right back where she had been only moments ago. Turned on and ready to go.

He kissed her as he worked a second finger inside of her, and she moaned, letting her head relax against the pillow. There was so much that she wanted to do. She wanted to pleasure him with her mouth. She wanted to kiss him all over. She wanted... Him. All of him. But she didn’t have the words to say that, because she was simply lost. Lost in the moment, lost in him.

He pushed a third finger inside of her and she arched her hips into the stinging discomfort.

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