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You are a beautiful woman, Miss Harrison.
He felt his libido stir again, even after such a thorough sating.
Why, thank you, Mr. Ryden, sir, she said in her best imitation of
a Southern Bell and turned toward the cubicle. She chuckled, then
yelped, as he swatted her ass.
* * * *
Rachael marvelled at how familiar and comfortable it felt to have
him there with her. They sat at her small dining table eating hastily
assembled bacon, lettuce, and tomato sandwiches. She wore a
bathrobe, and he had a towel wrapped around his waist. He had asked
her lots of questions about her life in England, her family, her work,
and about what she liked to do in her spare time. She found that she
enjoyed telling him, relating funny stories and describing her friends.
She realized that behind the slow Texan drawl was a quick mind
keeping pace with her thoughts and that he was able to discuss a wide
range of topics. He was a good listener and seemed genuinely
interested in her.
She didn t pry too much into his life, but he seemed to open up
and talk freely with her about himself. She was pleasantly surprised at
how easily he smiled and laughed with her. It was a side she
suspected others didn t see much. It was hard to reconcile the relaxed
man at her table with the stern, granite-faced cattle rancher.
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She decided that it couldn t just be infatuation, but even though
she was relaxed in his company, she was always aware of the potent
sexual attraction between them simmering now just below the surface.
Rachael got up to put their plates and cups by the sink.
Come home with me. I ll cook dinner tonight.
You cook? She was surprised.
Hey, multitalented, he teased, indicating to himself. Even I
have a creative side.
I sure bet that you do. She purred, looking him down and up.
The atmosphere changed suddenly, and sexual tension charged the
air. Moving faster than seemed plausible for such a big man, he
snatched her away from the sink. Reacting quickly, she pivoted and
almost twisted away but couldn t break completely free as he pushed
her toward the wall. Grabbing her bathrobe, he tugged it down past
her shoulders, baring her breasts. She struggled, but it only served to
reveal more of her body and caused his towel to fall to the floor. The
sight of his stiff, ready cock and the feral, predatory gleam in his eyes
thrilled, worried and excited her.
I can t get enough of you, Joshua ground out in a lust laden
voice. He kissed her roughly and pushed her hard against the wall.
Escape was unwanted and futile, but she couldn t make it too
easy, either. The warped need to know what he was capable of was
too strong. Intending to deny him access, she slapped her thighs
together and tried to push him back with her hands on his chest. She
could have been pushing against a huge boulder for all the difference
it made. He easily kicked her legs apart and, keeping them pinned
against his own, pushed her up the wall while gripping her buttocks
and pressing his strong body against hers. With her poised over his
straining cock, he stilled. He could easily impale her, and she could
do nothing about it. But he waited, needing her capitulation. After
several heart-thumping seconds, she acquiesced, wrapping her legs
around his waist. He slammed her down, skewering her on his thick,
rock-solid length. She cried out at the exquisite initial invasion and
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then sobbed with pleasure as he shafted her rough and hard. It was
over quickly when they shouted their simultaneous climax.
After a minute, Joshua shakily carried her to the sofa and sat
down, staying inside her still-quivering cunt, gently stroking her back
and kissing her face.
You re insatiable, she murmured through his kisses.
You bring it out, he echoed back her words from the shower.
When the aftershocks subsided and her mind cleared, she realized
that sex with him was the most thrilling and satisfying she had ever
had. Again, he had taken her, and she had submitted. Would he be
game for a bit of role reversal? An idea came to her a way that she
could explore the possibilities.
I ll make a deal with you, Ryden. We ll play a game of chance
and skill. Loser has to do whatever the winner wants for the rest of the
day until midnight.
He gave her a calculating look. Whatever the winner wants?
What are the rules? Obviously he wasn t stupid.
Best of three games of, uh, say, poker, although it has been ages
since I last played. She tried to sound nonchalant. It was her best
game. The winner has complete control. Obviously there are limits.
For example, I promise not to paint your toes pink and I won t hurt
you& much, she taunted. She expected to have him begging for
release before the end of the night. Joshua Ryden needed to drop the
reins of control occasionally, too, and she d make sure that he enjoyed
it. You can choose the game. She smiled innocently.
A slow, sinful grin spread across his face. Oh, poker is fine with
me, although I m a bit rusty.
Okay, let s get dressed and then play. She eased herself off him
and almost skipped to her bedroom in delight that he had so readily
agreed.
He was picking up his clothes from all over the floor and dressing
quickly when she returned.
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I want to avoid any misunderstanding arising from this little
game we re playing, darlin . We need a safe word. How about red?
That word immediately calls a halt to whatever we re doing, agreed?
Rachael paused for a moment, realising the full extent of what
she d started. Joshua certainly seemed more experienced than her,
although she suspected he d never been on the receiving end.
Nevertheless, she was fairly confident that, this time, she d be giving
it to him.
Good idea. Make sure that if necessary you say it loud and
clear. She smirked.
He snorted but said nothing.
The rules are that you can fold a maximum of three times and not
lose, okay?
Fine with me.
Rachael slowly and clumsily dealt the cards and saw a brief
expression of sympathy on Joshua s face. No doubt he was thinking
that it would be like taking candy from a baby. It obviously came as
somewhat of a shock to him when he lost the first hand. He sat back,
slightly stunned. He d been complacent, just as she d planned. He
should have folded but she had bluffed. She had pouted and looked
unhappy with her cards, when in fact they had been good. She tried
hard not to gloat.
Wow, just lucky, I guess. She smiled sweetly at him while
picking up the cards and shuffling them like a croupier. She winked at
him as she expertly dealt the cards. Yep, he d been duped and he now
knew it.
Best of three, darlin . He reminded her.
He smiled like a politician, and she didn t trust it. Joshua won the
next hand.
Just luck, I guess. He grinned, but it had been a close thing and
he didn t look quite so cocky.
The seeds of worry began to germinate in Rachael s mind. She d
bloody well miscalculated. Joshua was not a man to underestimate.
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He deliberately dealt the next hand awkwardly and slowly, watching
her with a sarcastic expression the entire time. The fun gleam in his
eye when she had suggested the game now seemed a lot more sinister.
Stay focused on the game, Rachael.
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You are a beautiful woman, Miss Harrison.
He felt his libido stir again, even after such a thorough sating.
Why, thank you, Mr. Ryden, sir, she said in her best imitation of
a Southern Bell and turned toward the cubicle. She chuckled, then
yelped, as he swatted her ass.
* * * *
Rachael marvelled at how familiar and comfortable it felt to have
him there with her. They sat at her small dining table eating hastily
assembled bacon, lettuce, and tomato sandwiches. She wore a
bathrobe, and he had a towel wrapped around his waist. He had asked
her lots of questions about her life in England, her family, her work,
and about what she liked to do in her spare time. She found that she
enjoyed telling him, relating funny stories and describing her friends.
She realized that behind the slow Texan drawl was a quick mind
keeping pace with her thoughts and that he was able to discuss a wide
range of topics. He was a good listener and seemed genuinely
interested in her.
She didn t pry too much into his life, but he seemed to open up
and talk freely with her about himself. She was pleasantly surprised at
how easily he smiled and laughed with her. It was a side she
suspected others didn t see much. It was hard to reconcile the relaxed
man at her table with the stern, granite-faced cattle rancher.
Sweet Water Vet:: Taking Rachael 89
She decided that it couldn t just be infatuation, but even though
she was relaxed in his company, she was always aware of the potent
sexual attraction between them simmering now just below the surface.
Rachael got up to put their plates and cups by the sink.
Come home with me. I ll cook dinner tonight.
You cook? She was surprised.
Hey, multitalented, he teased, indicating to himself. Even I
have a creative side.
I sure bet that you do. She purred, looking him down and up.
The atmosphere changed suddenly, and sexual tension charged the
air. Moving faster than seemed plausible for such a big man, he
snatched her away from the sink. Reacting quickly, she pivoted and
almost twisted away but couldn t break completely free as he pushed
her toward the wall. Grabbing her bathrobe, he tugged it down past
her shoulders, baring her breasts. She struggled, but it only served to
reveal more of her body and caused his towel to fall to the floor. The
sight of his stiff, ready cock and the feral, predatory gleam in his eyes
thrilled, worried and excited her.
I can t get enough of you, Joshua ground out in a lust laden
voice. He kissed her roughly and pushed her hard against the wall.
Escape was unwanted and futile, but she couldn t make it too
easy, either. The warped need to know what he was capable of was
too strong. Intending to deny him access, she slapped her thighs
together and tried to push him back with her hands on his chest. She
could have been pushing against a huge boulder for all the difference
it made. He easily kicked her legs apart and, keeping them pinned
against his own, pushed her up the wall while gripping her buttocks
and pressing his strong body against hers. With her poised over his
straining cock, he stilled. He could easily impale her, and she could
do nothing about it. But he waited, needing her capitulation. After
several heart-thumping seconds, she acquiesced, wrapping her legs
around his waist. He slammed her down, skewering her on his thick,
rock-solid length. She cried out at the exquisite initial invasion and
90 Dawn Forrest
then sobbed with pleasure as he shafted her rough and hard. It was
over quickly when they shouted their simultaneous climax.
After a minute, Joshua shakily carried her to the sofa and sat
down, staying inside her still-quivering cunt, gently stroking her back
and kissing her face.
You re insatiable, she murmured through his kisses.
You bring it out, he echoed back her words from the shower.
When the aftershocks subsided and her mind cleared, she realized
that sex with him was the most thrilling and satisfying she had ever
had. Again, he had taken her, and she had submitted. Would he be
game for a bit of role reversal? An idea came to her a way that she
could explore the possibilities.
I ll make a deal with you, Ryden. We ll play a game of chance
and skill. Loser has to do whatever the winner wants for the rest of the
day until midnight.
He gave her a calculating look. Whatever the winner wants?
What are the rules? Obviously he wasn t stupid.
Best of three games of, uh, say, poker, although it has been ages
since I last played. She tried to sound nonchalant. It was her best
game. The winner has complete control. Obviously there are limits.
For example, I promise not to paint your toes pink and I won t hurt
you& much, she taunted. She expected to have him begging for
release before the end of the night. Joshua Ryden needed to drop the
reins of control occasionally, too, and she d make sure that he enjoyed
it. You can choose the game. She smiled innocently.
A slow, sinful grin spread across his face. Oh, poker is fine with
me, although I m a bit rusty.
Okay, let s get dressed and then play. She eased herself off him
and almost skipped to her bedroom in delight that he had so readily
agreed.
He was picking up his clothes from all over the floor and dressing
quickly when she returned.
Sweet Water Vet:: Taking Rachael 91
I want to avoid any misunderstanding arising from this little
game we re playing, darlin . We need a safe word. How about red?
That word immediately calls a halt to whatever we re doing, agreed?
Rachael paused for a moment, realising the full extent of what
she d started. Joshua certainly seemed more experienced than her,
although she suspected he d never been on the receiving end.
Nevertheless, she was fairly confident that, this time, she d be giving
it to him.
Good idea. Make sure that if necessary you say it loud and
clear. She smirked.
He snorted but said nothing.
The rules are that you can fold a maximum of three times and not
lose, okay?
Fine with me.
Rachael slowly and clumsily dealt the cards and saw a brief
expression of sympathy on Joshua s face. No doubt he was thinking
that it would be like taking candy from a baby. It obviously came as
somewhat of a shock to him when he lost the first hand. He sat back,
slightly stunned. He d been complacent, just as she d planned. He
should have folded but she had bluffed. She had pouted and looked
unhappy with her cards, when in fact they had been good. She tried
hard not to gloat.
Wow, just lucky, I guess. She smiled sweetly at him while
picking up the cards and shuffling them like a croupier. She winked at
him as she expertly dealt the cards. Yep, he d been duped and he now
knew it.
Best of three, darlin . He reminded her.
He smiled like a politician, and she didn t trust it. Joshua won the
next hand.
Just luck, I guess. He grinned, but it had been a close thing and
he didn t look quite so cocky.
The seeds of worry began to germinate in Rachael s mind. She d
bloody well miscalculated. Joshua was not a man to underestimate.
92 Dawn Forrest
He deliberately dealt the next hand awkwardly and slowly, watching
her with a sarcastic expression the entire time. The fun gleam in his
eye when she had suggested the game now seemed a lot more sinister.
Stay focused on the game, Rachael.
He put his hands behind his head, looking relaxed and displaying [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]