Page 97 of The Cowgirl's Secret Love
A nip against her thigh made her gasp.
He leaned over her. “Someone’s daydreaming.”
Her fingers drifted through his hair. Stroked the crest of his cheekbone. “Dreaming about you. Always about you,” she confessed.
He twisted his head to drop a kiss on her fingers. “I love you,ma chérie.”
Her heart welled with happiness. “I know.”
The usually stoic and quiet man who owned her heart laughed so loud his joy echoed off the trees around them.
Then he put his energy back between her legs. Teasing and touching until the spiral inside her tightened then uncoiled in a rush. Pleasure streaked from her core outward as he climbed over her, his jeans pushed aside, a colourful condom wrapper abandoned beside them.
He crawled between her thighs, and the broad head of his cock nudged against her sex.
He paused, notched against her, powerful arms holding their torsos apart as he hovered over her. Staring into her eyes and letting her see everything in him. “You’re mine.”
“Always.”Foreverechoed in her head as he slid deeper. Impossibly slow. Wicked sensations built between them as he touched her perfectly.
The blue sky ranged above them, tall trees waving slightly in the wind. The scent of summertime and the hazy heat coming off the asphalt mixed into a symphony of countryside experiences.
As Finn drew his hips back, cock teasing over sensitive skin, Karen breathed out, “Home.”
The corners of his lips curled, and he pressed in faster. Harder on the next thrust, catching hold of her hip and changing the angle to drive deeper still.
Each time the word echoed in her mind and from her lips. This was coming home.
He was her home.
The pulses sped up, and she reached around him, fingernails digging into the soft fabric of his flannel shirt. The rough scratch of his jeans played against her inner thighs, and where they connected, it was heat and fire and perfection.
“Finn.” She lifted her legs around his hips, digging her heels into his ass as he made a final thrust and threw his head back, calling her name to the sky.
Then he was kissing her. Nuzzling his lips along her neck. Pressing sweet endearments against her mouth. Lowering his torso over hers until she felt him along every inch.
Over her and in her. A part of her forever.
“I like my present so far,” Finn told her as he licked her earlobe delicately. “We might need to stop a couple more times along the way to make sure, though.”
Happiness welled. “You goof. We’ll never get home.”
Joy lit his face. “From what you just said, we’re already there.”
Now that Finn was a hundred percent mobile, Karen never knew when he would show up, eager for her. Eager to be together. Delight danced every time she stole away with him—something far beyond what she’d felt that long ago summer during their fling.
Thiswasn’t a temporary thing, and the mere idea of that sparked a massive amount of joy.
As the week moved forward, work fell into a smooth routine. The guys barreled ahead on the construction parts of the ranch while Karen concentrated on staffing.
They still took time to spend with their friends and family. Finn insisted on it, which Karen appreciated because it would’ve been too easy to go overboard striving to meet the deadline.
She did her own share of wrangling to make sureeveryoneimportant in Finn’s life was included. Like the day when Finn’s phone rang while he and Karen had stopped for lunch.
Duncan ended up on speakerphone.
They chatted with him the entire meal. Duncan caught Karen up on the latest and greatest innovations in trucking. Told them all about the online games he played in the evening with friends from around the world.
“Right now I’m doing a run from Toronto to Detroit, but I asked to get moved to a more western route,” he told them. “If it happens, I hope you don’t mind me dropping by more often.”
