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The rasp of his beard on her inner thighs made her aquiver in anticipation. Shane took his time, licking and probing her sensitive spots with his tongue before lapping away at her tiny bud.
Now it was her turn to grip his hair and guide his mouth to where she wanted it. His soft sucking made her eyes cross with pleasure and she felt sweet pressure build up as she moved her hips in time with his mouth on her core.
“Shane,” she whispered, every inch of her on fire for him.
Trembling with each pass of his tongue inside her, Reba stared up at the night sky. The stars seemed to twinkle just for them, and she moaned long and loud as the orgasm built up in her and then cascaded over until her back arched and she gripped the bedspread as she shook apart.
Reba was barely aware of Shane putting on a condom. He lay on his back and pulled her on top of him. She teased her breasts in his face while they fumbled to put him inside her. When he slipped in, she sank down hard, gasping at his thickness.
“Come here, sweetheart,” he said, taking her breast in his hand to guide her nipple into his mouth.
Reba bounced on him, while he sat up, holding her tight so he could play with her chest and suck hard on her nipples while she rode him. She liked being in control, liked how their bodies contorted so they could give each other maximum pleasure.
Her thrusts became too vigorous for him to hold on and he fell back to the pillows. Shane kept his hands on her hips as she went wild, loving the hard feel of him hitting all the right places. The friction was sweet. Reba was desperate to reach that pinnacle again. She groaned his name, and he cupped her swinging breasts to tease her nipples again.
“Oh,” she cried out over and over again. Every plunge of his body into hers was sweet torture and she wanted it harder, deeper, longer.
She shook her hair, arched her back and held on to his shoulders while she rode him. It took more than eight seconds, more than eight minutes, but she was on the ride of her life.
“Coming,” Reba shrieked, and Shane grinned.
“Fuck yeah,” he said.
Squeezing him, she shuddered and quaked. Her mouth opened in a startled cry as the pleasure rushed through her, shredding any sense of self-control she had. Sagging, Reba let him roll her over until he was on top.
And then it began again. Her ankles hooked behind his back, Reba gripped his strong biceps and kissed him fiercely as he pounded into her. The bed was making a racket and she was glad they wouldn’t be overheard because Shane was taking her to places she had never even imagined of.
She came again as his body relentlessly drilled into her. Moaning into his mouth, she welcomed his returning shout as he shuddered and emptied himself inside her. Shaking and breathing heavily, she still couldn’t stop kissing him and another tiny starburst of pleasure thrilled through her as he pulled out.
“I could get used to this,” he said, kissing her once more before leaving to go clean up.
“Me, too.” She sighed, watching his muscled ass as he went into the bathroom.
Chapter Eleven
Reba
Shane’s father was at the breakfast table waiting for them when they got up the next morning. “So, Reba, how would you like to take a look at the herd today?”
“She’s going to ride out with me, Dad.” Shane laid a hand on his father’s shoulder and gave him a warning squeeze. “She’s here on a mini-vacation, not to work as a veterinarian.”
“I wasn’t about to put her to work,” Bill sputtered.
Bullshit. Reba hid her smile behind her coffee cup.
After breakfast, she and Shane headed out to the barn. The ranch had Viking accents all around from the runes engraved on the doorframes to the Nordic artwork and wood carvings around the farm.
The weather was brisk this time of year, so she borrowed a sheepskin jacket from the barn. It smelled like Shane, and it wrapped around her like hug. She saddled up on a sturdy Morgan horse that had a disposition that was neither sweet nor surly. Reba got the impression that the horse couldn’t care less if he had a rider on his back or not.
The Viking Ranch was impressive. She enjoyed the wide-open spaces and the bustling nature of the farm. They spent the day riding around, stopping for a picnic lunch from the basket that Mary had made them this morning.
“Does Lainey spend a lot of time here?” Reba asked when Rick passed by with a wave as he rode through, close by where they were sitting.
“Not as much time as she’d like. She runs a restaurant in town, but she’d rather be a rancher’s wife. Unfortunately, Rick is not in a hurry to make that happen.”
“I hope he doesn’t wait too long,” Reba said. “He might lose her. You can’t expect a girl like that to wait around forever.”
“Yeah, you’re preaching to the choir. It’s what my father and I have been saying for the past two years now. I don’t know why he’s hesitating. It’s obvious he’s crazy about her. And vice versa. I think he’s waiting for my father to retire, though.”
