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He nipped the inside of my right thigh with his teeth, sending a bolt of fire to my core. “That’s it, sugar. I fucking love it when you tell me what you want.”

His head lowered and his lips sealed over my sex, sucking and teasing my clit with his tongue. The wet warmth of his mouth was sinful as I reached down between my legs and grasped the back of his head, pushing him tighter against me. He growled at my neediness and the vibration of his tongue hit just the right spot, sending my vision into a spiraling haze.

Both his hands found the back of my thighs as he continued to work his mouth on my pussy. He pulled me further to the edge of the hood until there was nowhere else for me to go. I draped my legs over his shoulders, my ankles hitting his back. I was completely at his mercy and I loved every second of it.

Grinding my sex against his mouth, I felt him pull away just a little. Pressure hit my entrance as he slowly circled two fingers against my slick lips.

“Yes,” I breathed, needing to be filled by him. “Please.”

He pressed his fingers deeper, moving in slow motions.In and out. In and out. The same rhythm he used with the stroke of his tongue. It was a high no alcohol or drugs could buy. Being touched and licked by him was pure ecstasy.

“You’re so fucking good, baby. God, I love the way you taste. So good.” Even the feel of his breath against my hot clit was enough to send me spiraling towards release. When his mouth moved against me again, he pushed his fingers deep inside me, stroking easily against my spot.

“More,” I cried out, grinding my pussy against his scruff. “I need more.”

“That’s it. Tell me what you want.” His pace and pressure quickened, his lips and tongue suckling my clit while his fingers moved faster.

I writhed against the metal hood, stretching my arms out wide to grasp anything that would help me feel grounded, but it was no use. Off the cliff I tumbled, my orgasm shattering my mind, body, and soul. There was nothing left of me, it was allhisand there was nothing I loved more than giving my entire being to him.

His movements slowed, riding the wave with me until he slowly withdrew his fingers and pressed a final kiss over my sex. I laid back on the hood of his truck, not quite ready to come back to reality as I gazed up at the stars. Ranger’s hands moved over my legs as he slowly slid my jeans upward and zipped me back into them.

Finally, I propped myself on my elbows and looked at him. “I never want to stop doing that with you. Feeling you against me without anything between us.”

Reaching behind my bottom, he slid me off the hood andinto his arms. I hooked my legs around his waist as he held me at eye level. “We can do that for the rest of our lives if you want to.” A question flared in his blue eyes. A tentative step toward a path that had big meaning.

But I wasn’t scared. Not with him. Not ever.

“I think I’d like that very much.”

Chapter 34

Sarah

Gravel crunched under my feet as I looked up at the night sky where the moon was shining in all her glory. Mist clouded in front of my face from the cold fall air that was quickly shifting to winter. It wouldn’t be long now before we had our first blanket of snow covering the ground. Likely a thin layer as we didn’t often get heavy snowstorms, but I felt excited about the potential of the new season. To be bundled in blankets with hot cocoa in my hands and Ranger by my side.

Something in me had changed the day my mother stormed into my work kitchen and berated him. I’d finally discovered that it truly didn’t matter what other people thought of me, as long as I was happy, I could let go of everything else. The pressure to succeed in my business or to appease my parents. Feeling like I was put in a box that was never meant to hold me. I could let go of all of it because I knew what waited for me.

Love.

I almost said it to him the other day, not fully realizing the words that were about to come out of my mouth. The way he’d looked at me called to my soul. An awakening that only he could draw from me. I knew I was one of the lucky ones who’d found their person. The other half of my heart. And I wasn’t going to waste it on other people’s thoughts about me.

Ranger came into view. His broad shoulders were working against the thin layers of his t-shirt and flannel as he finished saddling Hank. “Hi, cowboy,” I called to Ranger.

His broad smile had me stopping in my tracks. He was so damn beautiful, I wondered how people couldn’t see through his rough past to the man who stood before me. It truly was their loss and if it meant I got more of him to myself, I really couldn’t complain.

Frigid air lined my lungs as I took a deep breath in.

“Hi, gorgeous,” he responded, his Southern accent drawling with each word. Hank jostled his head up and down, bumping into Ranger’s shoulder.

Standing on my tiptoes, I reached up and pressed my lips to the corner of Ranger’s mouth. “I’ve missed you.”

His smile tilted to the right. “We might need to remedy that one of these days.”

My cheeks flushed, not from worry that his mention of us moving in together felt crazy. I was done with placing judgment on myself and the wants I had in this life. His words brought a twinge of excitement to my chest. Hope for afuture I never knew was possible for me until he came into the picture.

“You know, I was just thinking about how I thought I had my whole life planned out. Make sweet treats. Open a bakery. Build my skills in cake design and take the industry by storm.” Sliding my hands into the back pockets of his jeans, I pressed him against me. “I never accounted for a sexy rancher to steal my heart.”

His fingers stroked the edge of my jaw. “And now that you’re here, what do you think?”

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