The Rancher's Redemption

“You sure aren’t dressed to tackle anything too dirty,” Adam commented.

“I’ve got my jeans and a T-shirt in my bag,” Lizzie protested. “And I’m wearing my cowboy boots.” She lifted one shapely leg to show Adam. “I’m ready to go if you are.”

After seeing her thigh, Adam was ready to go, but not quite in the way she’d intended.

“Roman’s coming with Yvonne, right?” He made himself concentrate on the basics.

“Yes, they’ll be about an hour behind us. Ro loves Rio.” She tucked a strand of flyaway hair behind her ear. “He can’t decide whether he wants to be a bull rider or a dinosaur.”

“A dinosaur what? Keeper? Archaeologist?”

“No, a real dinosaur.” Lizzie laughed and Adam couldn’t help but smile back at her. “It’s either a stegosaurus or a T. rex. Of course.”

“Of course,” Adam agreed as he checked the time on the dashboard. He pulled off the road into the shade of the trees just before the gates of the Cortez ranch.

“What are you doing?” Lizzie asked as he drew to a stop.

“Making the best use of my time.” He pointed at her chest. “Take off your seat belt.”

“Okay.” She did as he asked and he patted his knee.

“Now come here and be kissed.” He picked her up and sat her in his lap. “That’s better.”

He kissed her slowly, but with great attention to detail, until she moaned his name and put her hands all over him. He liked that. He liked it a lot. She slid her hand down the back of his collar and scratched his neck, making him shudder and draw her even closer.

“Not enough room,” he muttered eventually, as he caressed her soft ass, his thumb toying with the lace edge at the top of her panties.

“For what?” she asked.

To answer, he set her back in the passenger seat and strode around the truck to open her door. She looked deliciously rumpled and flushed, which made his dick even harder.

“Sit sideways.”

She raised an eyebrow. “My, you’re bossy today.”

“Please?”

She turned toward him and he immediately stepped between her thighs, spreading them wide and offering him exactly the view he wanted. With her sitting in the truck and him standing outside she was at the perfect height.

“I love it when you wear a dress,” he murmured, as he ran his hands up her thighs until his thumbs met in the center right over her already-damp panties. “May I touch you?”

“Yes.” Her reply was breathy and so full of need that Adam couldn’t wait to get started. “Please.”

He bent his head and kissed his way up her inner thigh, his fingers hooking underneath the thin fabric of her panties. “Can I take these off?”

“As long as you don’t lose them.” She helped him dispose of the final barrier to her most private flesh.

“Mmm . . .” Adam murmured as he stowed her panties in his pocket. “I can’t wait to taste you properly.” He dipped his head and used the tip of his tongue in a gentle slow caress that made her buck against him. She reached for him, and knocked his Stetson off, which didn’t bother him at all.

He cupped her sweet ass in the palm of his hand, tilting her hips toward him. His finger probed her wetness, and he licked and played with her swelling bud.

“Adam . . .” She breathed his name, her fingers tightening against his scalp, and undulated her hips. “That’s so good.”

He lifted her against his mouth and delved even deeper until her breath was coming in short gasps, and she was grinding herself against him. He forgot about breathing as he felt the first tremor of her climax, and held still to experience it more fully. He thrust three fingers deep inside her, which set off another wave of climaxes that made him shake with need. He loved this, loved pleasuring her, and wanted so much more....

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Lizzie closed her eyes tightly as she came again and just held on to Adam like a lifeline. As the last tremor faded she looked down at him, and scraped her fingernails over his scalp, allowing him to move back.

“Sorry.”

He shrugged. “It’s all good.” And slowly he rubbed a hand over his mouth with the air of a man who had enjoyed what he’d tasted. “We’d better be getting on.”