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What did she say?It was a very generous offer, but her first reaction was dismay that he’d be willing to give up having sex with her so easily.“So I can see other guys too?”

“Not a frickin’ chance!”Wyatt narrowed his eyes.“Unless you want to see just how much of the biker image is window dressing and how much is real.I’m willing to back off and court you properly but I’m not going to share.We do this, it’s me and you.”

“What if I decide I don’t want to see you anymore?If this thing doesn’t work out?”

His eyes twinkled, and he raised his eyebrows in mock dismay.“Impossible!What woman could say no to an amazing package like this?Looks, brains, an awesome bike, and as a bonus, I’m church approved.You want me.You’re just not ready to admit it yet, so I’m willing to give you some time.”He must have seen the fear flicker in the depths of her eyes, and his expression sobered.“Please.I think we could have something really special and I’m willing to do what it takes to make it happen.If you give me a chance, but decide that you truly don’t want me to pursue you, I promise I’ll walk away.No questions, no hassles.”

Could she trust him?That was the million-dollar question, and there was really only one way to find out.Plus, whether she was willing to admit it or not, he had a very valid point.There really was something between them, something more than just sex.

She nodded slowly.“Okay.I’m willing to give it a try.”

His smile was so bright it could have lit up the entire town.“Great!So how about dinner tomorrow night?”

Chapter Five

“This was fun.”Fiona clambered off the back of Wyatt’s Harley and pulled off her helmet.“I was scared at first, but the wind on my face felt amazing.”Not to mention the fact that she got to snuggle up against his warm back and wrap her arms around him.The physical attraction between them hadn’t lessened any with the implementation of their new dating rules.If anything, it had increased now that they’d agreed not to satisfy their carnal impulses until they got to know each other a little better.

Wyatt smiled that slow, lopsided smile she’d come to love.“I knew I could win you over.There’s nothing like the freedom of being on a bike.”He pulled a blanket out of one of the saddlebags and tossed it to her before turning back to retrieve a small cooler from the other.“And as a bonus, we can get to places like this where we can picnic in private.”

“This” was a small meadow with a creek running through the middle of it.Wildflowers in a riotous array of colors ringed the clearing.The road in had been barely more than a goat trail for the past few miles.Not surprisingly, there was no one else in sight.“It’s beautiful.How’d you find it?”

He walked over to her and took her hand, leading her to a spot where the water from the creek burbled over a series of rocks.“Mac gave me directions.He said his parents used to bring the family up here years ago for Sunday picnics after church.I scouted it out yesterday to make sure it was still accessible.”

Fiona smiled.It warmed her heart to know he’d cared enough to check it out before bringing her up here.Over the past month, she’d slowly come to acknowledge that Wyatt was nothing like her ex.He’d stuck to his part of the bargain, although she’d known it hadn’t been easy for him.He’d treated her with nothing but courtesy and respect.

It hadn’t been easy on her either.The sexual attraction burned as bright as ever between them and it would have been so easy to just let the sizzling heat take over.But then, she never would have come to know Wyatt as a person, a man who would take the time to find out her favorite flower or what kind of food she liked.A man who thought of her as more than just a way to satisfy his own needs, but wanted to have a true give-and-take relationship.

Still, they were both adults.She smiled inwardly as she thought of the lacy bra and panties she’d donned under her clothing this morning.The black lace outfit covered the bare minimum while managing to look sexier than if she were completely naked.She’d felt so very feminine and naughty when she’d looked at her image in the full-length mirror.

It was time to take things with Wyatt a little farther than a few passionate kisses.

She spread the blanket out on the grass under a willow tree and sat down.Wyatt brought the little cooler over and set it between them.Fiona gathered her courage, moved the cooler off to the side, and scooted over to lean against Wyatt.Glancing up, she saw the surprised look on his face before he slowly turned to let her nestle in closer.

Fiona could feel the tension in him and could only imagine what he was thinking.He’d promised not to push her into anything unless she was ready, but she hadn’t made the same promise.She assumed he’d be ready any time.If not, she was about to find out.

She turned into him, covering his mouth with hers as she reached for the buttons on his shirt and slowly began to unbutton them.He remained passive under her roving hands, and she started to enjoy the novelty of being the aggressor in the sexual encounter.She pushed the shirt down off his shoulders and slid her palms across the solid muscles of his chest.

The man must work out every day.She could feel the thick ropes of muscles under his skin, and as she moved her hands lower, the term washboard took on a whole new meaning.

“You need to be sure you want this.”Wyatt murmured the warning against her mouth as she moved lower, sliding her fingers under the waistband of his jeans.“I’m trying to be good, but a man can only take so much.”

“I’m sure you’ll be very good.”She looked up to make sure he knew she was serious before she teased her way down his face and bit down gently on his chin.“I’m a big girl, and we’ve been going out for over a month now.I think it’s time to see if the chemistry is still there.”

“Oh, it’s here all right.”Wyatt took one of her hands and placed it over the bulge in his jeans.“I was starting to think I was going to spend the rest of my life with a hard- on.”

Fiona let out a soft sigh.If anything, that bulge felt even bigger than she remembered.“I wouldn’t want to let such an impressive hard-on go to waste.”She unfastened the buckle and undid his jeans.Much as she enjoyed the cowboy image, she’d be happy if he’d forgo that belt once in a while.It placed just one more obstacle in the way of what she was after.The jeans were stretched so tight she had difficulty getting the zipper to slide down.When she finally managed to get the jeans undone, his cock sprang free and she curled her fist around it.

Commando yet again.She was starting to wonder if the man even owned a pair of underwear -- not that it mattered.

Wyatt leaned back on his elbows, his eyes half closed as he watched her.

“Very nice, cowboy.”She lowered her head and slurped her tongue down his cock in a long wet slide.

“Oh, damn, that feels good.”He practically growled the words out.

“Tastes good, too.”She took another swipe, this time tracing the thick vein that ran down the side.

“Fuck!”Wyatt bucked his hips in response.

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