Page 27 of Harvest Maze

Ivry bobbed her head. “Then that’s settled. I’ll make you a key.”

She pulled back and looped a hand in mine.

But we hadn’t gone more than five steps when I heard her teeth start to clack.

What was she thinking? Running around in a corn maze wearing that. My sweet little beauty had come out for a night of fun dressed in nothing but a thin fishing net covering her legs. But the cool breeze that licked my neck warned me it was about to get very, very cold. In just a few weeks, we would need coats. Hats. Mittens! I needed to do better. I had to make sure she was properly equipped for the change of seasons.

“Here.” I tugged my long sleeve shirt over my head. “Put this on.”

Ivry tripped over her feet.

I snagged my arm out and caught her.

“You can’t run around shirtless!” she gasped.

“Put it on, Ivry,” I warned.

If she wanted dominating, earth-shattering sex, she just found herself in a relationship where I wouldn’t hold back punishment—or reward.

“You’ll freeze your tits off!”

I lifted a shoulder. “I have my mask.”

“That’s—” she stuttered. “What?”

Gently cupping her cheek, I bent over her until our foreheads brushed. “Put the shirt on.”

“It won’t do much good,” she countered.

Ivry protested the entire time, but I wrestled the shirt over her head and tugged her arms through the sleeves. She finally gave in and tried to help, but it only tangled the material. I bit my lip to keep from chuckling. But then she stood there, palms on her hips, the material draped over her body. My shirt—my fucking shirt covered her.

I wanted it to be the only garment on her. Forever. Not only did my dick pulse against the zipper of my pants, but something funny tickled in my chest.

“Happy?” she sassed.

Svätých, she was feisty. Maybe her ass needed to be introduced to my bare hand.

“Very.” I moved to let her pass.

Only then did we continue walking.

“You really don’t mind the kinkier stuff I’m into?” Her question was laced with awe.

I gave her tiny hand a squeeze. “Not one bit.”

She didn’t seem convinced.

“I knew I was crazy about you,” I explained. “But then I overheard you telling your work friend about your dream. There was so much longing in your voice, I immediately got jealous thinking that any other fucker would do that to you. So, I decided it would be me.”

“Well, okay then,” Ivry sighed happily. “I’ve got all kinds of wild ideas.”

“I can’t wait to try them.”

She waved her hand at the exit to the corn maze and the party of food trucks and thrill seekers beyond. “Are you really okay with relocating to a small town for a girl you just met?”

I tugged her fingers and brought them to my lips. Her breath caught as I lowered my head to kiss them, our gaze locked together.

“You’ve given me a place to call home, Ivry.”