Chapter 7
7
For the first time in my life, I feel irresistible. -Leah
Leah
Kisses come frequent after that. Little, quick ones on the lips, passionate, long ones that leave me panting for more…kisses from Matt are abundant. What is not so abundant is the rest of it. My cowboy continues to treat me like a skittish horse and backs off when things get too heated. I know he wants me. I know it by the way he watches me with heat in his eyes. I know it by the way he touches me even when he doesn’t need to. Most of all, I know it by the erection that I feel against my core when we’re engaged in those passionate kisses.
Stormy and I are making progress. She almost let me saddle her up the other day, waiting until the last minute to buck and send me a hell no expression. I haven’t had a bad dream in over a week and I’m starting to feel well…itchy. Horny to be exact.
I decide to discuss this with the only feminine voice there is on the ranch.
Glory tries not to laugh as I tell her my dilemma. Her mouth twitches as she rubs her big belly and paces the large kitchen.
“Glory, I’m out of ideas. I cornered him in the barn the other day and practically threw myself at him. I’ve never felt like this before, but he continues to treat me like someone to be taken care of, not someone to…”
“To do the wild thing with?” Glory asks with a knowing smile.
“Exactly!” I exclaim. I’m completely frustrated and over this whole she’s mine to take care of thing he has going on.
Glory taps her lips and hums lightly. “Those Blackstock boys are noble to the core, determined to do the right thing even when we don’t want them to. I think there’s only one real solution.”
“What?” I beg, “I’ll do anything. Just tell me what to do.”
Glory’s eyes gleam with excitement and calculation. She has a plan in mind alright. But something tells me I may not like it.
A few hours later, I feel like a fool. A fool with barely any clothes on. Glory promised to empty out the house so we could carry out her plan and now every last soul is gone from this big house.
I stiffen when I hear the front door open and shut.
“Leah!” Matt calls out, “Glory told me to come in right away! Everything okay?”
“Come…” I clear my throat and say a little louder, “Come up here to your room, please!”
Maybe I should have done this in my room, but I feel comfortable under his comforter, surrounded by his masculine scent. It reminds me why I’m carrying out this whole seduction plan.
“Baby, if you’re hurt, we really should…” Matt comes flying through the bedroom door, his brown hair disheveled and a panicked look on his face. He stops in his tracks when he sees me on the bed.
I practiced seductive poses, but all I can seem to come up with is this. I sit up against the headboard with my arms to my side, the material of the negligee see-through in all the right spots. I know Matt can see my nipples and the outline of my curves. I shift my legs and lift one long leg from underneath the comforter so he can see where the sexy nightgown ends.
He blinks a few times and mumbles something under his breath that sounds suspiciously like, “Fuck me.”
I bring one hand to my chest and then touch myself lightly until I reach the hem of my negligee. “I was hoping you would do that to me.”