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  A tiny four-leaf clover. He grinned. Yeah, she was definitely getting lucky tonight.

  He’d seen her naked before. Once. Yet somehow he felt like a randy teenager ready to fuck for the first time.

  Her hands went to cover her breasts, maybe out of nervousness but he grasped them and held them firmly at her sides. The small action pushed her perky breasts out farther. He leaned down and sucked one of the ripe buds, circling her pink nipple in erotic little motions, flicking and teasing the tip, which earned him a ragged moan from her. “Mine,” he murmured against her soft skin. She might not fully understand what he meant but that was too damn bad.

  She’d been too young for him before. Very legal yes but he’d known back then if he had her, he wouldn’t have been able to let her go. And that wouldn’t have been fair to her. This time she’d come to him and he wasn’t letting her go again.

  When she clutched his shoulders and leaned into him, giving him better access to her body, he lost it.

  Without giving her a chance to change her mind, he lifted her up in one swoop. If he didn’t get her to his bed, he’d fuck her on the bathroom floor.

  The first time, he was doing this right. Drops of water rolled from his body onto hers as he stretched her out on his bed. Small rivulets ran down her flat stomach and onto the bed.

  She deserved foreplay. His brain screamed at him to give her something. Once his cock was inside her sweet pussy, he knew he wouldn’t be long. He’d never had a problem with stamina before but something told him she’d be different.

  Hell, Adrianna was different.

  Gorgeous, sweet, incredibly smart. Everything he wanted in a woman. He couldn’t understand why she’d want a roughneck like him but she’d made her choice and now there was no turning back. Just the thought of being inside her was enough to make him come.

  “Sam?” The sound of her shaky voice brought him back to reality.

  It took him a second to realize he’d been staring at her and not moving.

  Stretched out on his dark sheets, she looked like an offering to the gods. Petite as hell with surprisingly large breasts for her frame, the woman had a body made for string bikinis. His balls pulled up painfully tight.

  “Do you trust me?” he rasped out.

  “Of course.” Her words came out as a whisper. Adrianna squirmed under Sam’s intense scrutiny and he guessed it was because he looked like a hungry animal. He felt like one too.

  She apparently pushed her shyness away because she reached for his shaft and wrapped her hand around it and squeezed. With slow, measured movements she started stroking him.

  And that’s all it took for him to pounce. He grabbed both her wrists and placed them above her head. He refused to come in her hands and the only way he could do this was if she wasn’t touching him. “Don’t move your hands.”

  With a curious expression on her pretty face, she nodded.

  He’d never been into bondage but he’d also never been with a woman like Adrianna. He quickly slid off the bed and hurried to his closet. He was back seconds later with two neckties.

  Her blue eyes widened but at least she hadn’t moved. And she didn’t question him as he secured both her wrists to the headboard. Trailing kisses down one of her outstretched arms, he continued a path across her smooth shoulder and neck. When he reached the sensitive part behind her ear, he raked his teeth across her delicate skin. While he savored the softness of her body, he reached down and cupped her mound.

  She tensed under his touch for a brief moment but when he rubbed a finger over her clit, she sighed in appreciation.

  “Tell me what you want sweetheart,” he whispered in her ear.

  “You.” The word came out raggedly.

  He increased his movements but kept his touch gentle. “I want to hear you say what you want.”

  When she didn’t respond, he stilled his hand, hovering over her clit but not moving.

  She tried to move her hips against him but he held a firm hand over her stomach, pressing her into the bed. Finally she spoke. “I want you to fuck me.”

  That was what he wanted. His mouth was on hers. Dominating and hungry. Their tongues danced with pent-up need, desire and a strange familiarity.

  It shouldn’t be that way but kissing her felt like the most natural thing in the world.

  When he began nibbling her bottom lip and slowing things down, she tried to wrap her legs around his waist but he lifted his head back and reached down to clasp her thighs with both hands. “Not yet.”

  Gripping her knees, he spread her legs apart as he trailed kisses down her body. He feathered kisses across her breasts and abdomen. When he got to the sensitive section above her mound, all her muscles tensed under his mouth.

  He continued until his face was between her legs. Going down on a woman was something he’d never thought much about. It was usually something he did to return the favor.

  She waxed but there was still a strip of soft strawberry blonde hair covering her pussy. As he stared at her perfect pink lips he couldn’t think of anything he’d rather do more than taste her.

  The engorged nub of her clit peeked through those lips so he blew lightly on her skin, opening the folds further. Her hips jolted at the sensation but he moved a calming hand to her thigh. Tension hummed through her and her breathing was wild and uneven but she stilled at his touch.

  He inhaled her sweet scent as he licked the length of her slit up to her clit. She moaned and twisted against the sheets when he began circling the engorged nub with his tongue.

  Using his thumbs, he opened her lips wider and completely tasted her, letting his tongue dive into her heat. The soft folds of her pussy clenched with each lick.

  The tiny moans she made and the way her body reacted to his every touch were more of a turn-on than anything he’d experienced with anyone else.

  Her hips arched in tune with his strokes and when she whispered his name, he knew she was close.

  And he wanted to be inside her when she came.

  “You’d better not be finished,” she gasped as he lifted his head.

  Finished? Not if someone held a gun to his head. Without responding, he grabbed a condom from the drawer, ripped it open and sheathed himself in record time. Later, he’d let her do it. Now, there was no way in hell he’d let her touch him.

  Talking required too much effort. His balls pulled up agonizingly tight and his cock wanted in her now. Like a heat-seeking missile, it found its target.

  He’d tasted her juices so he knew she was wet but when he buried his cock inside her, he stilled. She was so tight he was afraid he’d come without any further movements.

  “Damn,” he ground out.

  She must have read his mind. “It’s been a long time for me,” she murmured as she shifted underneath him.

  That changes now. But he didn’t say the words. He couldn’t. His throat clenched too tight for words to escape.

  With her arms stretched above her head, her breasts pushed out like a feast for him. He traced a finger around one breast, circling her nipple. She sighed in appreciation and arched her back.

  He leaned down and took her other breast in his mouth. He licked and laved the rock-hard nub as he rolled the other in his palm. Tiny mewling sounds escaped her but he couldn’t understand anything she was saying.

  With each thrust, her pussy clenched so tightly around him, it took all his effort to restrain himself. His cock ached to release but he’d be damned if she didn’t find release before he did.

  One hard suck on her nipple was all it took for her to climax. She clenched around him like a vise, her pussy milking him with no mercy. Hot damn she was sensitive. Dynamite in his hands. He just had to hit the right spot.

  Her ankles locked around his back as he started moving in tune with her whimpers. Her cream washed over his cock like a waterfall as he pounded into her.

  And just like that he exploded. Gripping her slim hips, he lost himself inside her. Being with Adrianna was nothing
like his fantasies. He’d jerked off to the thought of her more than once but the reality…the reality was almost too much. In a few long hard thrusts, he came like a man who’d been in prison for a decade.

  Everything around him came back into focus as he stared down at her body. A light sheen of sweat covered her forehead though he was sure he looked a lot worse.

  Though his body protested, he pulled out of her and forced himself to let go of her hips. She hissed when he withdrew.

  “Hold on darlin’.” He discarded the condom then released the ties around her wrists. Instantly, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down onto the bed with her.

  “Wow,” she whispered against his cheek before falling back against the pillow.

  Wow didn’t even begin to cover it. He tugged the sheet up so it covered them both and shifted her body so that her backside was tucked against him. The sound of her steady breathing greeted his ears, telling him she’d already fallen asleep.

  His cock was already lengthening again but that was too damn bad. Closing his eyes, he draped his arm around her waist and savored the feel of her smooth skin. He didn’t know if she completely understood what he’d meant earlier but Adrianna Campbell was his now.

  Chapter Three

  Adrianna snuggled under the comforter. She was sore all over. Definitely a good kind of sore but her body had used muscles last night she’d forgotten about. Like a freaking machine, Sam had woken her two more times during the night.

  She heard the sound of the door opening and pulled the covers higher over her head. If he thought she could go another round without some kind of sustenance, he was out of his damn mind.

  Her heart nearly leapt out of her chest when the covers were ripped from her.

  “Get out of bed, lazy bo—”

  Clutching only a pillow and completely naked, she stared at a wide-eyed Malcolm Santos. At least the older ranch hand looked just as surprised as she felt. Actually, the white-haired man looked like he might have a heart attack. His eyes bulged out and he clasped a hand over his heart.

  For what felt like an eternity, they stared at each other until he tossed the cover back at her and turned around, nearly tripping over his boots as he did.

  “Shit Adrianna, I didn’t know you’d arrived,” he mumbled.

  The back of his neck was red so despite the embarrassing situation she managed to smile. “It’s okay, I got in late last night.”

  “Just so you know, this is Sam’s room now,” he mumbled again.

  She bit back a laugh. Yeah, she certainly knew this was his room. Before she could respond, Sam walked through the door.

  “Where the hell were you?” Malcolm’s voice had an accusing edge to it, each word rising as he spoke to Sam.

  Sam’s gaze went from his friend back to where Adrianna clutched the covers against her chest. “I was in the stables. What the hell are you doing here?”

  “I wanted to go over the inventory but…” Without finishing his sentence, he rushed from the room, his cowboy boots thudding down the hallway and stairs.

  “I think you embarrassed him.” Sam chuckled as he took off his Stetson and started to unbutton his worn flannel shirt.

  “Him? I almost had a heart attack when he ripped the covers off me.”

  His big hands stilled at the top of his jeans. “He what?” The quiet edge to his voice surprised her.

  “Uh, yeah, he thought I was you.”

  A dark shadow played across his face.

  She shook her head and threw the covers off herself, earning an appreciative look from Sam. “Don’t get all alpha. He didn’t know I was in here and he’s gotta be pushing sixty.”

  She slid out of bed and headed for the bathroom. He caught her by the waist before she’d taken two steps and tugged her by the hips until she was flat against him. With each intake of breath, her breasts rubbed against his toned body. The hair on his chest stroked her already sensitized nipples, sending shocks to all of her nerve endings.

  “I don’t like anyone seeing what’s mine,” he murmured before taking her mouth with his own.

  His lips were soft yet dominating. She ran her hands up his chest and clutched his shoulders, savoring the feel of skin on skin.

  His hands glided around her waist and up her back, caressing her. The feel of his calloused fingers ignited new sensations. When he started grinding his erection against her pussy, she pulled her head back and pressed a light hand on his chest. “I desperately need a shower and food.”

  Without waiting for a response, she untangled herself from his embrace and hurried to the attached bathroom. If she let herself, she’d forget to even eat around him. While she’d love nothing more than to stay in bed all day and pretend yesterday hadn’t happened, she had things to take care of. Her father’s death still hadn’t completely sunk in but as the heir to Campbell Ranch, she’d have responsibilities to take care of now.

  Instead of waiting for the shower to steam up, she stepped under the powerful jet while it was still cold, letting the icy water rush over her hair and body. The abrupt jolt to her system raked chills over her but it had the intended effect. She was now wide awake.

  The shower was more than big enough for two. Maybe later she and Sam would get to test it out. The thought sent a shiver down her spine.

  As she reached for the shampoo bottle, the shower curtain jangled as it jerked back.

  “You’re not getting away that easily.” Sam stepped into the shower completely naked and plucked the bottle from her hands. “Turn around,” he growled, the two words an order.

  She placed a hand on her hip and drank in the sight of him. When her gaze rested on his shiny cock, she gasped. “Are you already wearing a condom?” The man was definitely like a machine.

  Amusement danced in his dark eyes for a split second. “Turn around.”

  Adrianna did as he asked. Closing her eyes, she let the now warm-and-getting-hot water rush over her chest, stomach and legs waiting for him to do whatever he planned. A strange anticipation danced in her belly at the unknown.

  Sam gathered her wet hair and pushed it forward over her shoulder so that it cascaded over one of her breasts.

  Her body was tense, every muscle pulled taut as she waited for him to make his move. Last night had been incredibly hot. Using any form of bondage had been a new thing for her and something she doubted she’d have ever done with anyone but Sam.

  One of his strong hands settled on her hip as she felt his lips press onto her back. He feathered kisses down her spine as one hand moved around to cover her pussy.

  In delicate strokes, he began massaging her clit with his finger while his tongue caressed her back. She’d never thought of the back as particularly sexy or even an erogenous zone but while Sam lathered kisses lower and lower, it was like fireworks exploded inside her at the delicate touch.

  “Hands on the wall,” he murmured in between kisses.

  He didn’t have to tell her twice. She twisted so that her hands were on the large wall instead of the one behind the shower jet. The cool tile was in contrast to her body, which felt like an inferno. Water sprayed her hips and legs but cool air rushed over the rest of her body, increasing the dual hot and cold sensations shooting through her.

  Adrianna had been fantasizing about Sam for way too long and the reality was more than she’d imagined. When he raked his teeth over her ass, she involuntarily jerked. He chuckled against her skin and the action sent reverberations through her entire being.

  Shifting, he pressed the front of his body against the full length of her back. His cock pressed into the cleft of her ass.

  Slowly, his hands slid up her hips, covered her ribs, then cupped her breasts completely. He held them for a moment, as if weighing them, before lightly stroking her nipples into tight buds.

  “Does this feel good?” he murmured into her ear.

  “Mmm,” was all she could manage. If he expected her to talk, he’d lost his mind. The only thing she wanted to
do right now was feel.

  He ground his erection against her back as he rolled and pinched her aching buds between his fingers.

  When he removed one of his hands from her breast, she started to voice her displeasure but he ran that hand down her back and entered her pussy from a different angle. She sighed in appreciation.

  Slowly, he pressed open her lips before slipping two fingers inside her. She was dripping wet. Her juices coated his fingers as they ran down her thighs and legs. Instinctively she tried to clench her legs together but he used his leg to push and keep them apart.

  Her hands and fingers pressed into the tile but there was no give. She wanted to climb the walls as he pushed a third finger inside her and began dragging them against her inner walls.

  “Stay,” he ordered as he stepped away from him.

  Immediately her body mourned the loss of his talented hands. Her breasts and pussy ached for him to touch her.

  Before she realized what he was doing, she felt and heard the shower turn off. She turned around at the jingle of the shower curtain. In confusion she stared at him but he pressed a hungry kiss to her lips before grasping her hips and turning her around again.

  “Hands on this wall.” He guided her hands to the opposite wall as he covered them with his own stronger ones.

  When she glanced to her left, she understood exactly what he wanted.

  She sucked in a breath at the sight they made in the mirror. His skin, darkened by the sun, painted an erotic picture against her much paler body.

  She watched in fascination as he removed one of his hands from covering hers on the wall. Sam traced a path down her arm and body until he covered her mound. From their angle, she could only see his hand between her legs but she could certainly feel what he was doing. Ribbons of pleasure flowed through her.

  He pressed a finger over her clit and in slow, fluid motions, rubbed between her folds. Without warning, he thrust his cock inside her.