Chapter Fifteen
Hanna kept glancing out of her rearview mirror. She thought she was doing the right thing by going by herself, but she didn’t think that it would hurt so much.
At the end of the driveway, she was tempted to turn around and return to him. Every instinct was telling her to go back to him.
Why make them both miserable if she didn’t have to? How did she think this would strengthen their relationship? They had already wasted too many years being apart.
She continued to drive for a few miles until she stopped in the middle of the road.
She knew she would probably look pitiful, but she couldn’t be away from him for four or five days. She could wait until next week when he could go with her. They’d make a road trip out of it.
It felt like a weight was lifted off her chest after she made the decision. She turned around and headed back.
She couldn’t wait to see the look on his face. She knew he’d feel the same relief she did.
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“Hey, Boss, you might want to look outside.”
Blake grunted, leaned the pitchfork against the wall, and walked outside. He thought he was seeing things for a second, then elation when he saw she had come back, and then worried about why.
He took off running in her direction and was at her door as she turned off the vehicle. He wrenched the door open.
“What’s wrong? Did something happen?”
He relaxed when she grinned at him.
“Call me a wimp, but I don’t want to leave you for days. We’ve already spent too much time apart.”
He smiled, reached over to release her seat belt, and then pulled her out and into his arms. He held her for the longest time, savoring the feeling of having her in his arms.
“I’m so glad you came back. It was physically painful to watch you drive away. I was going to follow, but the horses being delivered in two days need my approval and signature.”
“I understood that. But I can wait until you can go,” she said.
“I’m so glad.”
He couldn’t wait another second to kiss her. He took her mouth with a burning intensity to show her how much she meant to him.
They both gasped at the contact, and then their whole attention was on each other, tasting and feeling everything they could. Their hunger quickly escalated, making them both shake.
After several minutes, he lifted his head to stare down at her.
“Baby, it’s going to get out of control if we don’t stop.”
She stared up at him. A groan tore from his throat when her tongue came out and ran over her lips. Jesus, the woman, couldn’t get any sexier.
“Who says I want to stop?” she asked in a deep, low tone filled with desire, and it nearly blew his mind.
“Are you serious? Are you ready to take that step?”
“I think I’ve been ready for years.”
A groan rumbled inside his chest as he lifted her into his arms.
He had her in the house, upstairs, and in his room within a minute. He shut the door with the back of his boot on the way to the bed.
He gently laid her down on the mattress and stepped back.
“Jesus, woman, you take my breath away.”
“Please don’t make me wait.”
“I won’t, baby, but I also won’t go fast. This is our first time together, and I want to make it special.”
He quickly stripped her and then started shedding his own clothes. He took a step back when he was naked so she could run her eyes over him as he did to her.
She was even more gorgeous than he thought she would be. Her breasts were medium-sized with dark dusty-pink nipples. Her waist was tiny and flared into nicely rounded hips.
“I’m on birth control.”
His heart lurched in his chest. He could have her without a condom between them. Hell. Sweat broke out on his forehead at the thought that he would be able to feel every ripple of her cunt, and all her sweet cum would surround his dick.
He couldn’t take another second of not feeling her skin against his.
He came down beside her, pulled her into his arms, and took her lips. He let all his desire loose. He didn’t have to fight himself to keep from pushing her. The thought was heady, knowing he didn’t have to stop this time. That he was going to be able to love her like he had dreamed about for years.
Blake studied her every reaction and memorized what made her feel good. What made her sigh, arch, beg, or what made the skin on her face and chest flush with desire.
There wasn’t an inch of her body that he didn’t explore. He sucked and pinched her tits, making them red and as hard as pebbles. He loved the way she squirmed when he thrust his tongue into her navel.
The best reaction came when he separated her cunt lips and blew on her straining, torrid clit.
The scream tore from her throat, and her begging turned frantic.
He could have stayed there, eating her sweet juices that flowed from her body all day, but his cock was demanding he fuck her and make her his in every way.