Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
“You do know where we are right now, right?” he asked as he followed her into his bedroom.
“Your cabin?”
“Welcome to Double D Ranch, the adults-only ranch resort where your fantasies become reality. Unpack, unwind, and get uninhibited,” he recited.
“Hmm.” She tapped her lips with her finger. “I think I’ve heard that somewhere before…”
He chuckled. “Haven’t we all?”
She stopped in the middle of his bedroom and glanced around. It wasn’t huge, but it was neat and organized. Nothing had been left out. He was most likely someone who liked everything to have its place.
Police departments were normally paramilitary organizations, so that made sense.
Despite that, she’d love to test his limits, see if she could break him and force him to sing, “Oklahoma!”
It had been a while since she’d had that chance with anyone. Certainly not with Darren. She had joked around once about putting clamps on his nipples and he went off about it. That was the last time she mentioned anything even remotely outside of vanilla.
If the Lyonses hadn’t turned their family farm into a ranch resort, would she and Darren still be together? She hadn’t realized just how dissatisfied and unfulfilled she was in her relationship until after they split.
Maybe her being hired at the resort was a blessing in disguise.
And she certainly couldn’t complain about the man whose room she stood in. “So…since you’ve already seen me in all my pride and glory, how soon do I get to see you?” With what she could see in his shorts and tank earlier, she couldn’t wait to see the rest.
“Do you want me to strip?”
She wouldn’t say no to a private striptease. “Absolutely.” She sat on the edge of the bed, licked her lips and pointed to a spot on the floor directly in front of her. “Stand right there and show me what you got. Hold on.” She held up an open palm. “Do I need to grab my purse out of the car and dig out some one dollar bills?”
“You’ll only need nickels since my striptease performance might be a bit lacking.”
She attempted to sound serious when she asked, “Do you want the nickels thrown at you or slipped into your slot?”
A laugh burst from him, making her smile. He was a good sport and she was enjoying the natural, easy banter between them.
She circled her hand in the air and wiggled her eyebrows. “All right, let’s go.” She was looking forward to this.
One of his eyebrows cocked. “Impatient?”
“Sure am! I only got a teaser this morning. I’m ready for the complete reveal.”
He placed his hand over both of his nipples, pretending like he was shy. “You’ll make me self-conscious.”
She huffed, “I doubt it.”
With a toothy grin, he slowly peeled his T-shirt up and over his head, revealing his very spectacular chest. Holy smokes, it was obvious he hit up the resort’s gym on a regular basis. He actually had a well-defined six-pack and not a beer keg.
When he was done sensually sliding his hands down his bare torso, her eyes were automatically drawn to his full sleeve next, the same as they had been that morning. “Did you get the kraken on your arm to match the kraken in your pants?”
“Like I warned earlier, you might be disappointed.”
“It’s not the size that counts…”
He shot her a look. “Don’t kid yourself.”
“Just call me Goldilocks. I want the cock that’s not too small and not too big, but just right.”
On a man that was just right.
Who also knew how to have sex just right.
She was holding on to a lot of hope that Cam was good in bed.
Her anticipation ramped up when he unfastened his jeans and tucked his thumbs into the waistband. Then, holding her gaze, he shucked them, dropping them to the floor before also shoving his boxer briefs down, freeing his erection with a bounce.
Hell yes!
He stepped out of the pants and underwear pooled around his bare feet. “Don’t laugh.”
She certainly wasn’t laughing.
He had a beautiful cock, and that wasn’t something she’d normally say about just any male member. His was a nice shape and size and everything was in proportion.
The pearl of precum clinging to the tip made her mouth water.
“Should I turn in a circle?”
“No.” With a shake of her head, she lifted her hand again with the palm out. “Stay there.”
She got to her feet and approached him. Slowly circling him, Hope took her time visually inspecting and admiring every inch of his beautiful body she could see.
Hot damn. She just hit the jackpot.
“I’m going to touch you.” Normally, she’d ask out of habit from teaching yoga, but tonight wasn’t normal.
“I’d be disappointed if you didn’t.”
She stopped behind him, her hands lightly skimming over his broad back, down to the muscular globes of his ass, before sliding back up and across his wide shoulders.