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but
more a realization that Jane could have become pregnant, had hit him hard in
the gut. Not so hard though, that after her reassurances, he wasn’t able to
carry her upstairs almost at a run and ride her hard right here on the edge of
his own bed! It was just the right height for him to lay her down and toss up her skirt and plunge deeply inside her warm
welcoming depths. And to watch the slide of his own hard flesh against hers
from his higher vantage point as he’d spread her thighs wide. Then when he’d
touched her in just the right spot between her petal soft folds, he’d watched
her come for him…her pale cheeks flushed, lips parted, head tossed back…he
groaned, he was getting hard—and distracted. He really needed to read the
damned file. But hearing Jane return, he tossed it aside once more and went to
find her.
    ***
    Jane was amused, when
only seconds after her return, Red opened her bedroom
door and approached, his intent clear, his expression eager.
    “Slow down, Cowboy,”
she said, and laid a restraining hand on his massive chest the instant the door
to her room closed behind him. They’d made love twice today already, but he had
a voracious appetite, one that suited her just fine, but right now she wanted
her own way. “This time we’re doing it my way.”
    It was obvious that Red
was not used to allowing a woman to take over, he was bullish in his enthusiasm
at times, yet tender too. She needed to show him exactly what he was missing. A
long slow lovemaking session was in order. She traced her fingertips over his
hard chest feeling his heartbeat escalating beneath her touch, looking up into his deep penetrating gaze she saw both humor and desire. He quirked a brow.
    “Can you go for that?”
she asked softly, her lips only inches from his.
    “Yeah, I can go for
that.”
    Jane advanced on him,
and very slowly undressed him. Taking her own sweet time, and every time he
made to lift her in his arms, wanting to carry her to the bed, she shook her
head. “Down, Cowboy!” she’d said it half a dozen times and made him half laugh
and moan at the same time, as she knelt down, kissing her way along his thighs
past his thrusting erection and then back up to finally take possession of him
with what he’d playfully assured her was a very talented mouth. When she’d
eventually allowed him to move he’d taken over and made her scream, loud and
clear, proving that she wasn’t the only one with a talented mouth. Thankfully
they were alone in the house.
    Later that night when
Jane was sound asleep, Red slid from the bed and into his own room. Switching
on his bedside lamp he retrieved the folder he’d been too horny to read
earlier. And finally attempted to give it his full attention, but three
lovemaking sessions with Jane had depleted his energy and left him relaxed and
lethargic, he slid it into the drawer of his night stand and dozed.

 
 
    Chapter Eight

 
    “Jane…” Red groaned in
frustration after his umpteenth try at fastening the ridiculous little black
bow tie, why they couldn’t have used clip on ties he honestly didn’t know.
    It was Honey’s wedding
day and he was giving her away. She’d asked Jane to be one of her bridesmaids.
The whole town would be there. He smiled down at Jane as she hurried over to
tie his bowtie with her small efficient hands. He couldn’t resist, he kissed
her, inhaling her familiar fragrance, he adored
everything about her. She’d been here for almost a month and she was everything
he could possibly want, kind and sweet, helpful to everyone on the ranch, and
fortunately for him, both sensual and adventurous in the bedroom with an
appetite to match his own. Whenever he started to get a little too rushed in
his haste to be inside her, she would slow him down with her gentle caresses
and then ride him hard after she’d practically worked him into a complete
frenzy. Their climaxes were always earth shattering. Just thinking about her
lovemaking now had him