leaving the loops in his jeans. He formed a small lasso with it, pulling my hands together in one fist, and then slowly wrapping the strap around them.
“So, you want to be restrained, do you? You want to fucked? Tied down and ravaged? Is that what you want, little Cat?”
I gulped. Nodding, a slow smile spread across my lips, blossoming into crimson blotches where my smile met my cheeks.
A low groan like thunder escaped his lips, rising off his throat. He sounded exactly like a volcano about to blow.
“You're in luck. You've come to the right man for that. It just so happens that tying you up is as much fun for me as it is for you to be bound. But remember, when I work my way into your soft, sweet body, I'm not gonna stop until you're passed out. Fair warning.”
I trembled, truly speechless for the first time in my life.
Ethan moved lower, kissing his way across my cleavage, stopping to aggressively suck one nipple into his mouth. When it touched his tongue, he bit down, holding my tip in place as he brutally vibrated its center.
“God! What are you doing to me?” I asked, but the only reply I got was another hot stamp of his lips, this time just below my navel.
His hands dove beneath the waistband of my jeans, forcing their way into my panties. I shifted my thighs together.
I welcomed his harsh invasion, but other parts of my body fidgeted nervously. I wasn't the most experienced girl, and nothing in the world could've prepared me for him.
“Christ, Cat. You're...sopping fucking wet. Never felt anything like it.” His soft whistle shot into my ear, and I twitched happily, loving the feel of his fingers covering my small, slick mound.
I closed my eyes, letting myself plunge deeper into his raw heat. When I opened them, I saw his teeth bared again, just as his hands rose and tore apart my button, my zipper.
Denim and thin lace ripped down my legs, pooling around my ankles. He stepped back and shoved my clothes away.
I'd never had sex outside. None of my hollow partners in the city had been so adventurous.
Combined with his heat, I'd found a paradise I hadn't imagined.
And the gifts kept coming. Fast, furious, impossible to stop.
Especially when Ethan quickly clawed away the buttons on his shirt, shedding it and letting it fall to the pile he'd gathered off me.
Almost naked, he looked perfect, like an Olympian god who had somehow gotten lost and found his way into my mundane barn. His skin was a bright peach, kissed by the sun and remarkably unblemished.
I widened my legs until my hips protested, letting my head droop to one side as he kissed me below the navel.
I knew where he was going before I felt his tongue against my inner thigh. Even so, it didn't stop the hot smoke from surging up inside me, sultry and thick.
The high rafters echoed with my moans. Ethan kissed my other thigh once, and promptly worked his way to the creamy center, the part of me crying out for his touch with every soaked morsel.
With his mouth on my sex, I discovered how many different sensations could twist through a woman's body in just a few seconds. My back arched and my arms tried to separate, forgetting they were bound together by his tightly wound belt.
Electricity zipped through my stomach, plowing into my brain and sending me off the cliff. I had the vaguest sensation of his tongue circling my clit before everything went numb, coiled tight, and exploded.
My muscles hardened and released like great spindles tugged too far. All the sexual tension and grief I'd experienced since taking over Pa's ranch tore through me like a seizure.
I still felt Ethan's strong wet tongue between my legs as orgasm released me from its fiery grip.
Finally, he rose and peered down at me.
On his face, I saw glee. He was proud of how he'd left me a sweaty, whimpering, quivering mess beneath him, helpless and horny.
There was no carnal satisfaction in his eyes. Not yet.
I watched as he pushed his jeans to the floor and stepped out of