Page 60 of Ranch Rules

She gave him a grateful smile before obeying his instructions. The bathroom wasn’t what she expected either. It was small, but sparkling clean, with a set of candles that varied in size on the ledge of the tub and large, plush towels. It almost made her want to ask him if he made it a regular habit of having girls over, but just the thought filled her with jealousy. Maybe she was better off not knowing.

It wasn’t until the hot spray hit her bare skin that Natalie realized how much she needed a shower. How had he known before she had?

He’d probably say that’s what daddies are for.The thought made her smile as she lathered up a lavender loofah with a creamy shower gel. She sniffed the air, feeling her body relax even further as the scent of jasmine and vanilla filled the tub. As much as she wanted to take her time and enjoy the hot water, she also missed Thomas and couldn’t help but wonder what he was doing. Damn, she had it bad.

Still, she was smiling as she shut off the water and toweled herself off. Sparing a glance at the pile of her clothes in the corner, she made a split-second decision to wear the towel instead. It would save time, and besides, she had a feeling that Thomas might like it.

If the way his eyes lit up at the sight of her walking into the kitchen was any indication, he did indeed.

“Hey. That was a quick shower.”

She ducked her head, a smile curving her lips. “I missed you. Is that okay?”

Thomas reached out a hand, took her by the wrist and pulled her in close, kissing the top of her head. “It’s more than okay. I know you have your doubts, but trust me when I say you were made for the ‘little’ life, Nat.”

“I guess I’ll just have to take your word for it.”

He used a finger to tip her chin up and kissed her sensually on the lips. He used his tongue to pry her lips apart, which she gave into eagerly, and the kiss became passionate and deep enough to make her toes curl. But just when she thought it might lead to something more, he pulled away. “Go have a seat. I don’t want to burn dinner.”

He could let it burn for all she cared, but she obeyed despite the fact that her thighs were quivering as her pussy pulsed with heat. She sat on one of the stools tucked neatly under the bar and watched as he turned back to the stove.

“What’s for dinner?”

“Patience, little-bit. You’ll find out soon enough.” He grinned at her, spatula in hand.

“Have I ever told you that I have a thing for men that cook?”

Thomas winked. “No, you didn’t mention it.”

“Well, I do. I can’t help but thinking that the only thing that would make this sexier is if you took your shirt off...”

He chuckled as he turned back to the stove. “You’re only thinkin’ of one thing, aren’tcha, naughty girl?”

“Mmm-hmm,” she agreed. “And it’s not my stomach.”

“Well, I’m starvin’ so if you’ll take some pity on your poor daddy, I need to eat.”

While she had initially been dismayed that he went back to work, her eyes soon zoned in on his muscular backside that filled out his jeans just right. Poor Daddy indeed.

Natalie left him to cooking, swinging her legs back and forth while she watched his muscular arms moving as he used the spatula, sniffing the air appreciatively. Whatever he was making sure smelled good. She found that it really was no time at all before he was pulling plates out of the cabinet and ladling food onto them. When she finally had one slid in front of her, she laughed in surprise and delight.

“Pancakes for dinner?”

“Yes, I thought my favorite girl deserved a special treat.” He slid his plate across the counter before walking around and pulling out the stool and sitting next to her.

She beamed at him as he began to cut into his pancakes.

Then he held out a forkful toward her.

Natalie leaned in, but just as she did he yanked it back, grinning. “Hey! What kind of game is this?” she demanded, amused despite herself. “Are you intent on being a tease today?”

Thomas’s smile was positively wicked. “Now you get it. I just need to put some syrup on these.” He reached for the bottle and drenched the piece on the fork. But instead of holding it out toward her mouth, he brushed it across her collarbone.

“What are you doing?” she spluttered in surprise.

His only answer was to lean toward her and lick his tongue across her collarbone. He sucked her skin clean, making her toes tingle and her pussy become wet.

“I... Thomas?”

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