Pregnant with the Rancher's Baby: Reclaimed by the Rancher

She had always thought Nate was the sexiest, best-looking man she’d ever met and no matter how many problems they’d had in the past couple of years, that hadn’t changed. Something told her it never would.

Kneeling in front of her, he removed her slippers, then his gaze captured hers as he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her maternity jeans to slowly, carefully lower them and her panties. Jessie braced her hands on his wide shoulders as she stepped out of the garments and watched him toss them on top of the rest of her clothes.

Her breath caught when he placed his hands on either side of her stomach and leaned forward to kiss the taut skin. “You’ve always been the sexiest woman I’ve ever known.” There was a reverence in his voice that left no doubt in her mind he meant every word he said.

Rising to his full height, he reached for the lapels on his chambray shirt, but stepping forward, Jessie brushed his hands away to stop him. “Let me.”

He nodded. “I’m all yours, darlin’.”

She unfastened the snap closures to press her lips to the newly exposed skin. “I love your body,” she said as she continued kissing her way down his chest. By the time she reached the well-defined muscles of his abdomen, his breathing sounded extremely labored. Glancing up, she asked, “Are you all right?”

His charming grin sent a wave of heat flowing through her veins. “If I was any better, I’m not all that sure I could stand it.”

When she tugged his shirt from his jeans and pushed it off his shoulders, she placed her hands on his broad chest. “I love how hard your muscles are,” she said, touching the thick pads of his pecs.

He shuddered when she used her index finger to trace each flat male nipple. “Keep that up and the show will be over before we ever get started,” he said, capturing her hands in his. “I promise that next time you can take off all of my clothes,” he said, stepping back to unfasten the button at the waistband of his jeans. He quickly removed his boots and, carefully unzipping his fly, shoved the denim and his boxer briefs to his ankles. Stepping out of them, he kicked them toward the pile of clothes on the floor. “It’s just been too damned long since I made love to you, darlin’,” he said, reaching for her.

The feel of his hair-roughened male flesh meeting her softer feminine skin sent a wave of need from the top of her head all the way to the tips of her toes. It seemed as if it had been an eternity since Nate had held her body to his without the encumbrance of clothing and she longed for an even closer connection.

“Please, Nate,” she said, trembling with desire to be one with him. “I...need you. Now.”

“Where?” he asked, brushing his lips over hers.

“Inside,” she whispered.

Without another word he lifted her to the middle of the bed then stretched out beside her. Taking her in his arms, he gave her a kiss that made her feel as if she might burn to a cinder.

“We may have to be a little creative with the position,” she whispered, hoping he understood. The changes in her body also dictated a change in the way they made love.

“That’s why you’re going to be on top this time,” he said, nibbling kisses along her collarbone a moment before he turned to his back. When he lifted her over him, the promise in his blue gaze caused her heart to beat double time. “We’ll figure out more positions later. Right now, I need to be inside you, darlin’.”

As she took him in, Jessie closed her eyes at the overwhelming feelings of joy spreading throughout her body from their coming together once again. She never felt as complete as she did when she and Nate made love, and she’d missed being part of something that felt so perfect, so right.

When she opened her eyes, he was looking at her with such tenderness that she teared up. “I’ve missed you, Jessie,” he said, his voice hoarse with need as he cupped her face with his palms. “Take me with you, darlin’.”

Unable to remain passive any longer, she began to move in a slow rhythmic motion against him. All too soon, the pleasurable tension holding them captive began to build toward the peak of fulfillment and Jessie tightened her body around him to prolong the enchantment.

Nate moved his hands to her hips and she could tell by the look on his handsome face that he was fighting the same battle she was. They both wanted their joining to last, but the lure of mutual satisfaction was too strong a force to resist.

All too soon the tight coil of need within her let go its grip and, crying his name, Jessie gave herself up to the waves of pleasure coursing through her. Her gratification must have triggered Nate’s because she felt him surge into her one final time then hold her to him as he filled her with his essence.