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Rayne
I’m trying to play it cool, but fuck, it’s hard when Billie’s walking around in those tight jeans, bending over, giving me a view of that perfect ass. I’ve been imagining what she’d look like in this position for far too long. With her pussy wet and ready for me. And it’s taking everything in me not to make that fantasy a reality right now.
But I have to be patient. When I finally get her alone, I’m gonna take my time. Fucking savor her.
We continue loading the pumpkins. Billie, chatting, teasing. But the fire between us keeps growing. I can see it in the way she looks at me, the way her breath hitches every time I get too close. She wants it just as badly.
“You always work this hard?” she asks, leaning against the side of the big hauling truck, eyes trailing over me like she’s undressing me with her mind.
I step closer until I’m right in front of her, my body just inches from hers. “Depends on what the reward is.”
She arches an eyebrow. “Really? And what’s the reward?”
I lean in, brushing my lips against her ear. “You’ll find out soon enough.”
She shivers, her breath catching in her throat, and I know I’ve got her right where I want her.
* * *
Billie
I swear to God, Rayne Miller is gonna be the death of me. The way he talks, the way he moves, the way he looks at me like he’s about to fucking devour me… I’m fucking loving every second of it.
As we finish loading up the truck, I catch him watching me again, his dark eyes burning with desire. I know exactly what’s on his mind because it’s on mine too.
“‘Ready to head back?” he asks, stepping close enough that I can feel the heat from his body.
I nod, my heart racing, already thinking about what’s gonna happen next. “Yes, thank you. I had fun,” I manage to say with a smile.
We climb back into his truck, and as he starts the engine, I steal a glance at him. He’s got one huge, veiny hand on the wheel, the other one resting on his muscular thigh, and all I can think about is what it’d feel like to slide my hand over that thick muscle, to feel his cock harden under my touch. Oh, shit. I’m in trouble.
Chapter 6
Billie
I’m trying to act cool, but honestly? My heart’s been racing since I woke up this morning. A few days have passed since I last saw him, and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about Rayne. How he tastes, the feel of his hands on me, the way his voice sounds, all gruff and sexy.
We’ve been texting and calling, but it’s all been casual—at least, on the surface. Every text from him, every brief call, has me buzzing with anticipation. And now, as I pull up to his ranch to pick him up to go apple picking, I’m practically bouncing in my seat.
I honk the horn lightly, and it doesn’t take long before Rayne strides out of the house, looking like a damn cowboy dream in his jeans, boots, and that hat that drives me crazy. He’s always rugged and intense, but today, there’s something else in his eyes—a hunger that makes my stomach flip.
Rayne opens the passenger door and slides in, his broad shoulders filling the space next to me. My car feels smaller with him in it, and his scent—woodsy, masculine, and all Rayne—fillsthe air. I grip the steering wheel a bit tighter, trying to keep my mind focused.
“You’re really making me do this?” he grumbles.
“Damn right,” I reply, grinning as I shift into gear. “You better be ready for some hardcore apple picking, cowboy.”
Rayne shakes his head, but there’s a smile playing on his lips. “This better be worth it.”
“Oh, trust me,” I reply, shooting him a sly look. “You’ll have fun.”
* * *
Rayne
I can see the way her fingers are gripping the steering wheel a little tighter than usual. Hell, I’m trying to keep my own shit together, but being this close to her is messing with both of my heads. The one under my hat and the one twitching inside my jeans every time she flashes that damn grin.
I don’t know what the hell apple picking’s gonna be like, but honestly? I don’t give a shit. As long as I’m with her, I’m in. Doesn’t matter if we’re picking apples or sitting in the damn dirt. I’d follow this woman anywhere.
