Page 16 of The Rancher

"Did you talk to your aunt? Is everything all right between the two of you?"

"I told her I'm safe." She bites her bottom lip. "I hardly know her, so I don't feel right telling her the details of what's going on."

"You mean spending all this time with some random rancher you picked up?"

Her fingers walk across my chest. "Hey, buddy. You picked me up."

"I disagree. I simply came over and questioned you. You're the one who jumped into my truck and demanded that I make you dinner."

"Such a liar!” Her head falls back as she laughs. “Plus, you're the one with the pickup truck. For the picking up."

"I guess you have a point."

I stare into her beautiful blue eyes, completely lost in this beautiful girl. My lips nuzzle against her throat again, breathing her in, noticing my rosemary pine soap smells different on her skin. Is it wrong for me to be aroused by providing for her? It makes every single part of me tingle – not to mention my pulse surge between my legs.

"You’re so sexy." I kiss along her neck, sucking gently at her skin.

Remy twitches, gripping my shoulders in a way that says she definitely wants more.

My hands slide under and up her shirt to unfasten her bra and pull it loose at the front. She whimpers when I cup her breast, massaging gently as I bring her forehead to mine. "So soft," I moan. "So beautiful and sweet." My thumb flicks her puckered nipple. "And so sexy, baby."

She's clutching at me desperately, her thighs tightening. Watching her body react to my touch is making me dangerously hard again. "You said you've never been tucked in before… Is there anything else you’ve never done?"

Her forehead tucks into my shoulder. "I've never done anything before. I went on the pill last year, just in case, but I've never…you know."

Thank fuck. I don't have any condoms, and there's no way we can wait much longer.

Leaning Remy back against the couch, I shove her shirt and bra up while flipping her around so she's lying on the couch and I'm kneeling before her. "Tell me to stop," I murmur before pulling one delicious nipple into my mouth.

She’s so responsive, her breath hitching and hips shifting as I flutter my tongue across her sensitive skin. "Don't stop," she breathes.

I stare in disbelief. "Your tits are fucking perfect." There's that growl again. I devour her soft breasts, licking and sucking her peaked nipples until she's trembling.

My hand slides down her flat belly to settle lower, two fingers sliding into the waistband of her jeans. “Tell me to stop."

Her eyes blaze. "Never."

Her eyes sparkle as I pop open the button and lower the zipper. She's as excited as I am. Leaning in, I nibble a circle around her bellybutton while pulling off her jeans and panties.

"Holy fuck," I gasp. My hand runs along her inner thigh, my finger trailing along the inner crease of her leg. Her pussy is peachy pink perfection.

I spread her legs wider, needing to dive in and taste her. My mouth is watering just wondering what flavor will spread across my tongue. But instead my lips swoop directly to hers, kissing Remy deeply while stroking my palm up and down her inner thigh.

"Baby," I murmur against her lips, “I'm going to lick your clit. I'm going to fuck you with my fingers. You're going to grab my hair and pull me closer when you want it harder, push me away when you don't. Got it?"

Her eyes are glowing as if the fire was real. "Okay."

Kissing her again, I taste her tongue as my fingers delicately explore her folds. I need her mouth against mine the first time I touch her clit. There – a small gasp as the blunt end of my middle finger nudges against her button. I circle slowly, brushing up and down, left and right. I press harder, lighter, exploring gently. She gasps the loudest when I brush up and down with a firm touch.

Noted.

I nibble at her bottom lip before getting into position, nudging her legs apart with my shoulders as I stare into the feminine perfection of her pussy. My fingertips trace along her outer lips, then in, as I watch my finger tease her wet slit.

I never thought I cared about being someone’s first. Now I'm completely transfixed by the way her stomach flutters, fingers clenching as I nudge inside. I’m the first man to see Remy like this – breathless, vulnerable, trusting. The first man to help her explore these sensual feelings.

The first man to fuck her.

I swear, I've never been this hard or aroused before, or so utterly transfixed by a woman – especially when I see how wet she is for me. Although I only go in to the second knuckle, my finger is slick and glossy from her arousal when I pull it out. A deep shudder runs through me, then I lick a stripe upward across her tender pink nub.