His face went blank. I watched him shift his weight again, and his hands disappeared from my shoulders, reaching beneath his thick blanket for something I couldn't see.
“Nothing's ever been planned out perfect with you and I. Didn't think I'd do this right now, but there'll never be a better time. How's this for an answer?”
My jaw dropped a little when I caught first sight of the little black box. Without hesitating, Ethan shoved it several inches below my face and flipped the top open.
A gorgeous golden ring caught the dim light above us, inexplicably brightening it like sunlight, casting its glow in a thousand directions.
“Go ahead,” he whispered, smiling seriously. “Read the inscription.”
I flicked my hands once, hoping to keep the tremors at bay. I wouldn't allow clumsy fingers to drop this beautiful promise.
Sure enough, a short phrase was engraved in the shining band, on the opposite side of the sizable diamond. I held it up close and read carefully.
Marry me. Forever.
I started laughing, but caught myself after a small outburst. The ring warmed in my palm as though it had a life force all its own. When I looked up to meet his eyes again, mine were watering, and I broke into sobs for the first time since our harrowing escape.
“Is that a yes?” He asked softly.
“I can't refuse your orders, sir – especially not these! Of course I'll marry you.” We kissed, hard and wet, my legs opening carefully to avoid applying rough pressure on his sore spots.
I climbed onto him and he held me. Ethan's fingers wavered through my hair again and again, stroking me like a beloved pet.
No one else would understand. I want to be touched like this forever, rewarding and sweet and oh so loving. I'm his pet, his submissive, and now his wife.
At our engagement party, my head echoed with those happy memories as he led me into the den. We sat on the same sofa where he'd proposed.
I smiled, unable to dampen my desires any longer. This time, we didn't need to be so careful on the couch, and we both knew it.
Ethan leaned back in the plush brown leather and I straddled him, hissing with delight as his hands cast up the hem of my dress. His calloused hands ran up my thighs and stopped when the found my ass.
In his possessive grip, I let my head roll backward. My hair caught the line as it snapped out in a flourish – all the better for him to grab and tease.
“Looks like you're excited for a lot more than just the wedding,” he joked.
My soft laughter broke through my steaming lips. My hands yanked on his lapels and I breathed deep. Yes, he smelled just as good as he looked.
“Baby, I'm looking forward to the next seventy years with you. No matter what happens, nothing will ever put out this fire.”
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CAN ONE HOT RANCHER AND A BABY BURY THE PAST?
Sadie Derby arrives at Weldon Ranch with a crushed up car and no memory of her past. Despite her amnesia, she's sure that the handsome rancher who allows her to stay on his property is the most caring man she's ever met. Not to mention the drop dead sexiest.
Brax Weldon is surprised by the beautiful angel he pulls from the wreckage. Her presence is a dangerous temptation for a man who's been missing sweet feminine charms. It's been too long since he's laid his rough hands on a woman, and Sadie invites his darkest desires.
Soon, their lust creates more than just toe curling pleasure – a baby from the cowboy's seed. But Sadie's terrifying flashbacks are intensifying. Is Brax strong enough to banish her demons for good and keep her safe from those who wish to drag her back into the darkness?
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“Look at me.”
Sniffing, she meets his eyes. They're filled with fire again – brilliant as the inferno she saw when he approached Dinkie after their last dust up. But this is different.
The darkness around the flames glows with a richer hue. His stern eyes draw closer as his head moves down.
Sadie's whole body shakes when his lips land on hers. They're firm, sweet, and sure as the prairie outside, transferring their timeless comfort into her body.
There's no stopping her nerves now. Every network inside her bristles with desire, lighting her up with sharp currents from head to toe.
Kiss me harder, cowboy. Here, let me open my lips for you. I want to feel your tongue deep inside me, and then so much more than just your mouth.
Her hands claw at his back, picking up a small bundle of fabric. He grunts lightly into her mouth, invading her with the strong muscle she's burning for.
His tongue sweeps come fast, swift and determined as a pirate's thieving strokes. His stubble rakes her chin softly as he goes deeper, holding her small tongue to the bottom and flogging it again and again.
Sadie's moan runs into his body and passes down his throat. The exchange of raw current continues, energizing animal instincts buried in his masculine soul.
The kisses keep coming, and so do his hands. They're pulling her close, as though he's trying to make her melt into his body.
Her legs part, hooking gently around his large flanks. Brax grabs for her bountiful ass and lifts her clear off the ground.
If it weren't for the plates, he'd slam her onto the kitchen table. Now, his tongue peels back and she's licking at his bottom lip, driving him wild with her little teasing laps.
Jesus! It's more than any rancher can take and keep his sanity.
Silverware, a plate, and a glass go crashing to the chair. They're past caring about the noise as he plants her at the edge of the table, fisting her long locks in one hand and kissing her rough.
Yes! This is how I want it. But you can go harder, cowboy. It's rough and real that keeps me alive, that keeps away those horrible dreams...
She traces the strong hills on his back, round peaks bulging with desire. Her hips rock into him, a little too high to grind along the erection she's sure is there.
Sadie bites into his lip, scratching hard at his back. The rancher pulls away a second later with a surprised groan.
“F**king hell. Where'd you learn to do that, girl?”
“Don't know. Why don't you find out what else I can do? This is the kind of therapy I can get into.”
With a purr, he lifts her off the table. Her heart pounds as his boots tap the wooden floors, making the long journey to the steps leading upstairs.
She has a feeling it isn't the guest room that waits. They're going straight for his bedroom, the spartan wooden chamber with the big old bed she's caught glimpses of from the hallway.
As soon as they're inside, she breathes deep, refilling her lungs with the air in his private chamber. It smells just like him, all sexy man and sharp cologne.
“You ready to do this, beautiful?”
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