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I try to think of something off-putting as they chat away, catching up. Working all day with my cock at full staff is not going to be comfortable. I glance once more in the direction of where Rachel disappeared, the thought of the sway of her quickened steps twitching the curves of her behind as she turned the corner makes me want to follow.

When I got back to Roger’s last night, I thought about giving in and stroking out her effect on me, but it didn’t feel right. She’s the one that’s going to make me cum. I’m saving it all for her.

I imagine her belly round, full of me, and I nearly lose my footing because I can’t believe that thought had just crossed my mind.

For the first time since I got back, I know what I’m going to do.

ChapterNine

Rachel

The ranch hands get treated like family around here. We eat supper with them, and when it’s lunch time I take food out to them while they work. Aunt Jessie hollers for me around three o’clock to take some food out to the guys. It was past lunch time when they got here, but she can’t help herself. She said take them a late lunch so I’m packing the truck and heading their way.

She feeds them well, too. The basket of lunch is overflowing with ham and cheese sandwiches, potato salad and iced down sweet tea along with a couple of bottles of Coke. I’ve got the basket secured into the passenger seat of the truck as I head down the side of the field toward the combine noise. The pickup jerks and rattles on the uneven dirt and my boobs bounce and jiggle right along with it.

Jessie told me the new worker’s name is Chad and I expect I’ll have to know that.

Getting close, I shake my head, then holler out the window as I come into voice range. “Y’all hungry?” I yell over the noise, trying to sound nonchalant.

After all, I don’t want to invite any attention from this Chad. It’s stupid, but the fire that I felt last night was one of a kind. I may be an idiot, but there was something there and the thought of anyone else just falls flat.

Chad’s enthusiastic voice greets me. “Hell yes! Bring it on over.”

Chad jumps down off the combine sounding far more eager than I expect. Every muscle in his shirtless torso flexes and pops as he lands on a patch of dirt next to the machine.

As he comes up, he’s grinning as wide as the brim of his hat. “You’re the best part of the day.” He has these perfect white teeth, straight as a stem of corn, and I still cannot shake the familiarity he seems to elicit.

“Nice to hear.” I smile back, keeping things distant and polite as he approaches.

I want that mountain man.The whiny voice in my head sounds like a toddler having a tantrum.

But, I can’t lie to myself and pretend there isn’t something familiar, some vibration that gives me the same feeling as last night.

For a second, I think his friendly joking is moving into flirting territory. Then I catch a glimpse of myself in the side mirror of the truck.

My hair looks like I’ve been riding on the back of a motorcycle and my shirt and my cheeks are smeared with dirt from pulling carrots.

Enrique gets to me first. “Miss Rachel? I told your aunt this morning and not sure she told you, but Vanessa and the kids are coming tonight to make dinner. Celebrate your birthday. She’ll make all your favorites. They’re leaving her mother’s place this afternoon, stopping by here on their way back home. Tomorrow they’ve got to get back to running the store, but they’ll spend the night here.” Enrique has a big family. His wife, Vanessa, and their five children always visit once or twice during the months while Enrique works. They’re fun and friendly; they laugh and she cooks to-die-for tamales and all sorts of food... But she knows I love her tamales, it’s Enrique’s family recipe. My ass gets bigger just thinking about it.

“Sure. That’s great. You cooking up at the house then?”

“Yes. We’ll make a fire outside…drink some wine or some beer. You up for a little party?”

His face lights up so much all I can see is his smile.

“I’ll be here.” I answer.

“Good.” Chad answers as he comes into closer view around the front of truck. “Then I will definitely be there as well. I wouldn’t want to miss your birthday.” His eyes are not just looking at me, they’re regarding me. Only one other man has looked at me like that, and that was last night.

He licks his lips, I see the blue eyes flicker and something clicks at the exact moment he steps closer, leans into me, his lips close to my ear.

“Last night wasn’t enough for me Dove. How ‘bout you?” My head is spinning when he leans even closer. “Not nearly enough. And that girl that came up in that pickup? She’s the sister of my friend I was with at the bar. More like my sister. I’m sorry if you thought otherwise, I would have had her tell you that herself, but by the time I turned around you were down the road.”

He hitches his thumbs in the front pockets of his jeans and stands straight. A gleam of sweat covers his naked chest. The dark hair over his pectoral muscles calls for my hands and I’m trying to process everything he just said.

He grins at my discomfort. “I’ll see you tonight.”

With that his hands leave his pockets, he tips his hat at me and walks away, following Enrique back up onto the massive piece of machinery, the lunch basket dangling from Enrique’s hand.

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