The Romeo Arrangement

“Ridge!” She swats playfully at my arm but can’t deny it.

God, she’s good for my ego.

Then her eyes flutter and her body trembles slightly as she squeezes my shoulders, burying her face in the nook of my neck.

“Ridge, listen…”

“I am. You want it, Grace,” I whisper, grinding against her. “Just as bad as I do.”

She groans, pursing her lips until they’re more like a thin, pale line rather than a decadent strawberry.

“That doesn’t mean we should do it again,” she whispers. “We should come to our senses. Pull back. Think about this.”

“Darlin’, I’ve done a whole lot of thinking ever since I woke up, and I’ve got one question for you.” I slide my hands under her shirt, rubbing her back, loving the heat of her skin on my fingertips. “You don’t want me inside you?” I kiss her cheek, slow and sultry as hell. “You don’t want these hips trying to break you again? Faster and faster, until you come your brains out?”

“Yes,” she groans. “I mean, no!”

I smile.

She’s such a terrible liar it’s adorable.

My cock jerks in my pants, dangerously encouraged.

“I think you mean yes,” I growl, my forehead to hers, walking my fingers up the small of her back, her spine, until she shudders. “Tell me I’m not wrong.”

She whimpers again. “Yes.”

“Then we ought to do something about it. Now.”

The look she gives me is all the answer I need.

Then those lips are on mine, sweeter than wine, begging for everything she can’t bring herself to say.

One day, I’ll mess her up so bad, the small-town prude burns right out of her.

I’ll have her waking me up with her mouth, rewarding her dearly with hit-and-run flings when she least expects it. This woman makes me want to take her on a fuck-tour around the world, starting with this barn.

I love how honest she is, how genuine, though.

Finding the clasps on her bra, I work my fingers.

“You woke up horny, too, didn’t you?”

“Maybe.” She works her hands under my coat and shirt. “That’s why I had to leave…before you woke up.”

Her scent was still in the sheets, and smelling it now, up close and personal, doubles the frantic desires I’ve been dealing with since Cornelius roared me awake.

“You should’ve stayed. Now we’ll have to give a classic roll in the hay a try.”

She laughs. “You’ve never had hay in your clothes, have you?”

“Nope,” I admit. “Today’s the day.”

“Well, I have. It feels like barbed wire when it’s stuffed inside a bra.”

I run my hands up her sides, find the hard nubs of her tits with my thumbs. The soft moan that falls out of her when I graze her nipples fucking guts me.

“We’ll make sure it doesn’t happen.”

She flashes me a skeptical look, shoving her hands under the waistband of my jeans.

Holding her as close as possible, I walk across the barn to the tack room, where I know there’s a chair.

It’ll do.

Hell, a pile of mud would do right now.

I’m about to lose my wad in my jeans if I don’t have her now.

I release her once we’re in the room and tear off my coat, tossing it aside. She removes hers, too.

We’re off to a frenzied race then, kicking off our boots and shedding our jeans and underwear.

Sitting down on the chair, I drink in this minx in all her naked glory, my cock up in full salute.

“Oh, wow.” Grinning, she steps closer. “I’ve never done it on a chair before.”

“You’ll love it.” I point at her shirt. “Take that off.”

“You have your shirt on, Ridge,” she says, grasping the hem of her blue sweatshirt and toying with her lip.

Fuck.

Just wait and see if I don’t take her over my knee if she keeps that shit up.

“Yeah, I don’t have any tits to play with,” I explain.

Laughing, she tugs off the shirt and lets her bra fall to the floor along with it.

“You want to play with my boobs that bad? Is that a promise?” Arching her back, she wiggles her shoulders, teasing me with those otherworldly tits right in front of me.

Goddamn, she’s beautiful.

Her body is perfection distilled down into a nymph I want to mark, every square inch of her. Skin like silk and a pussy like honey. My tongue rubs the roof of my mouth, hungry for her taste.

“Come find out,” I growl, reaching out with both hands to twirl the nubs of her nipples. “I’m also going to lick them and suck them and bite them while I see how wet you are. You’ll come. Then you’ll sit on my lap so I can drive my cock inside you and fuck you until you come even harder. Sound good?”

She lets out the sexiest whine I’ve ever heard, stepping between my knees.

“Can’t argue with that plan,” she whispers.

“Shame. I was hoping you’d fight me all the way to the first climax, darlin’.”