Page 6 of Rancher's Rescue
“He’s gone Maggie, it’s ok to move on.” He whispered when I pulled away. My hand shook as I lightly placed it up over my mouth, touching my swollen lips. Breathing suddenly felt hard. I wanted to cry. But I also had a feeling of elation. Kane had woken up the woman in me with just a kiss.
“I need to check on the kids.” I whispered, not taking my eyes from him.
“You never check on the kids until you go to bed. Why is tonight different?” He took my hand, and we walked up the stairs to the loft together. Letting my hand go, he swung open the big door and the coolness of the night filtered in. “So are you going in?” Letting my eyes fall to the V of his shirt where he hadn’t snapped it, I moved closer and rested my hand onhis chest. He lowered his head and his kiss absorbed my words, before I wrapped my arms around his neck.
Pressing my hips against him, I felt how aroused he was. It wasn’t a new sensation, but I wanted more. Breaking our kiss, I moved away from him and undid my dress, and let it fall to the floor. Kane sighed when I let my bra join my ever-growing pile of clothes. Turning, he grabbed a blanket and placed it on the floor. “I hoped you’d follow me.” He said when I looked at the quilt.
He pulled his shirt off and tossed it on to the pile. Opening his belt and unzipping his pants, he let them fall to the floor. His boots were next, and he stepped out of his jeans. In sync, we took off the last barrier between us being naked and I stared at him, all of him.
“You’re big.” I squeaked out.
“Yes I am, baby.” He chuckled before pulling me down on the blanket.
“No, that’s not what I meant. I mean, you are big.” I let my eyes wander down his body to his shaft and wondered if he would fit in me. The only person I had been with was Jeremiah and he wasn’t exactly huge, but I hadn’t thought anything of it. “Oh god, I need to stop talking.” Covering my eyes with my hand, I don’t think I had ever wanted to crawl into a deep hole more than I wanted to right now.
“I can make you stop talking.” Pressing his mouth to mine, our tongues battled against each other. This was reckless, but I didn’t care. “I don’t have a condom,” He mumbled between kisses.
“I have an IUD and I’ve only slept with my late husband.” Kane stopped and looked at me. Why on earth had I said that?
“Are you really okay doing this, then?” He was nothing if not a gentleman. Grabbing his head, I pulled him back down to me.
“I need to feel something Kane, please make it happen.” I begged. He didn’t say anything, just moved his hand from my back to my breast.
“I’ve dreamed of you just like this.” He rolled my nipple between his fingers, and I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling. He leaned over and took my opposite perky bud in his mouth and sucked it. He let his hand explore my body, and I pressed my hips against him. “Someone’s impatient.” He laughed as he slid his hand between my legs. “You’re soaked for me, Mags.” I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He looked at me with eyes filled with lust.
Achingly slow he slipped his fingers in me, and I couldn’t stop the moan that crossed my lips. “Kane, please, I need you.” He moved his fingers like he was calling me over to him and I had to fight, wanting to orgasm. “Kane, please, I need you in me.” I panted.
He nudged my legs open and knelt between them. “God, your body is beautiful. It’s been so difficult to concentrate on work when you’re around. I knew you’d be bare. Underneath all that quiet exterior is a woman who wants nothing between her and what’s in her.” He rubbed his blunt head against me before plunging deep within me.
Crying out, he held perfectly still for a moment. “Kane, you better start fucking me or I will have to do it myself.”
“I think you’ve been doing it yourself long enough, Mags.” He pulled out and rammed back into me. “I won’t be letting you take care of this alone from now on.” He fell into a perfect rhythm as I lifted my hips to meet his thrusts.
I felt like he was going to rip me in two with every movement. My breathing was becoming spasmodic, and I wrapped my legs around Kane to limit his movement. He slid his hand between us and made small circles on my clit. “Come for me, baby.” I openedmy eyes and everything in the world narrowed and only he and I mattered. Every inch of my body was on fire.
My body convulsed, and I clenched my legs around him as I screamed into the night around us. Arching my back, I needed more; I wanted him deeper, and I spasmed around him again. He let out a low moan. “I can’t hold back.”
“Give me everything, Kane.” I panted and let my legs fall away from him. He shifted and grasped my breast in his hand. If I thought he had been aggressive earlier, I was completely wrong. He pounded my core with his massive cock and the heat was building in me again. It was rough, primal, and nothing like I’d experienced before.
I let my eyes close as I focused on the feeling between us. “Open your eyes, Margaret. You’re going to watch me come in you.” His voice was low, frustrated, and demanding. Opening my eyes, I looked at him and a white hot wave ripped through my body as another orgasm shattered through me. He pounded into me and clasped my hip one last time as he held me pressed against me while he came with a violent roar.
A rogue spasm from deep within me milked him one more time before he collapsed on me, our breathing more like panting and our hearts thudding against one another. “Did you feel something, Mags?” He whispered as he moved my hair away from my neck, kissing it.
“More than something.” I giggled.
CHAPTER SIX
MAGGIE
“Marshall, come here. Let me fix your collar.” Kane’s deep voice floated through the house and I smiled as I finished curling Kit’s hair.
“Thanks mamma, it looks great.” She shook her curls out and took one look at herself in the mirror before leaving the room.
“Kit, you look beautiful.” Kane said. I peeked around the corner and saw him twirl her around. He looked up and saw me. Smiling, he gave me a wink, and I wanted to giggle like a schoolgirl. Turning the light off, I walked out of my room and Kane moved to me. We had been keeping whatever this was from the kids, so he didn’t get too close. “You look drop dead gorgeous. Is it wrong of me to wish this night was over so I could see what’s under that stunning dress?”
“Maybe something new I’ve been keeping for something special.” I whispered. Kane’s groan was almost enough for me to send the kids with my cousin so I could stay home with him and do unspeakable things. Brushing past him, I let my hand glide across his chest. It was a small movement, but one we’d gotten away with because the kids never noticed. “Do you both have your bags ready to go to Kristin’s?” My cousin had offered tokeep the kids overnight to give me a break and to spend the night with Kane alone. I loved my kids more than my life, but once every few years a night alone with a man wasn’t selfish.
“Get in the truck, we need to go,” Kane said, walking up behind me, gently putting his hand on my back and guiding me out of the house. He grabbed the kids’ bags that they’d forgotten and we headed for the Flying Diamond 5 ranch.
