Page 64 of Ranch Rules

She hadn’t had a bubble bath since she was a child, and she marveled once again at the way he brought out her inner child. She could feel her excitement building.

Thomas unbuttoned the shirt she wore and tossed it into the corner on top of the clothes she’d worn earlier before helping her into the tub.

She sank into the warm water and couldn’t help but sigh happily. As the bubbles and the sweet-smelling aroma surrounded her, she felt the tension drain from her muscles as she relaxed.

His eyes were dancing as he watched her. “What was that you were saying about showers again?”

“Oh, hush.” She sent a jet of water spraying toward him.

“Hey!” Thomas jumped back just in time to avoid getting wet. “Watch it, little girl. You don’t want to make me come in there,” he warned, but he was smiling.

“Actually, that sounds wonderful.”

“Hmm, maybe next time. Right now, let’s focus on getting you cleaned up.” He reached for the loofah hanging from the shower and drizzled it with shower gel, working it into a nice lather. “Sit up.”

She could have stayed soaking in the warm water forever, but Natalie knew to do as he instructed. As soon as she had, he began to wash her body in slow, tantalizing movements that probably shouldn’t have been erotic, but were all the same. She could feel her body respond, her nipples stiffening, her belly flipping as her pussy ached in the most delicious of ways.

It was the best kind of torture. As much as she wanted him to put an end to this game and fuck her again, at the same time it was the best foreplay she’d ever experienced.

“Tip your head back.”

She did, sighing happily when the warm water flowed down her back.

“Have you had a good day?” he asked as he put shampoo into a dollop in his hand.

“Yes.”

“You don’t miss work?” His smile flashed.

“What work?” she teased back.

“Oh, you know, that prestigious law firm I keep hearin’ about.”

“To tell you the truth, if it was up to me I don’t know if I’d ever go back,” she shocked herself by saying.

“If it’s not up to you, who is it up to?” He winked at her, and then began to massage the shampoo into her scalp.

Natalie practically purred at his careful ministrations. She didn’t think she’d ever been treated so lovingly, and she had to admit that it was something a girl could get used to. Not only that—she wanted to get used to it. For the first time since she’d arrived at the ranch the thought of having to leave made her feel sad.

“Somethin’ wrong, sweetheart?”

The endearment made her heart squeeze. “No, I’m fine.”

“You sure?” But before she could answer, he was directing her to tip her head back. “Close your eyes, little-bit. I don’t want to get soap in them.”

She obeyed, purring gratefully as the warm water rinsed the shampoo from her hair. Then as she opened her eyes to look at him, gazing into his handsome, breath-stealing face, with his strong jaw and chiseled cheekbones, she couldn’t remember what she’d been upset about in the first place. After all, they still had time left and she didn’t want to think about the future. She wanted to live in the here and now for as long as she could.

When he was finished, Thomas held out a towel for her, and she stepped into his arms, allowing herself to be toweled off until she was dry. “Let’s go see what I have for you to wear.”

“My suitcase is in my trunk,” Natalie reminded him.

“I know.” He ran a finger along the curve of her face. “But I really do like to see you in my clothes.”

Her breath caught. That couldn’t just be something he said to all the girls, right?

“Why don’t you sit on the bed and stay warm while I see what I’ve got?”

Natalie walked to the bed, but she didn’t sit down. Instead, she watched him as he opened a drawer and searched through it. She’d never felt this way about anyone before, and it was both sweet and scary all at once. As she watched the way his back muscles rippled through his shirt, she wanted him inside her so much it was a physical ache. Natalie walked over to him, touching his shoulder.

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