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His eyes flicked to mine, and they were pools of deep ocean blue that sparkled at me in the firelight. There was an unasked question in his eyes. One I knew how to answer without words passing between us. When I nodded my agreement, he didn’t waste any time before slowly unzipping my jeans, attempting to work them down over my ass.

“Fuck, woman, remind me to thank whoever the genius was who invented these.” The warm breath that brushed over me had me rolling my hips against his mouth as he pressed a kiss to me over the lace of my underwear.

“You’d think you’d never seen lace before, the way you’re acting.” I twisted my fingers in his hair, and the sound he made travelled straight up my spine.

“It won’t be lace for much longer,” he growled.

“What—” My question was interrupted by a loud ripping that broke through my warm bubble, and I reveled in the feel of skin on skin as he pressed his lips directly onto me. I gasped at the contact. At the feel of his lips pressed against an area that I hadn’t let anyone near in almost two years. Not since…. I wasn’t going there tonight. Not while I was in the arms of someone as genuine as Ryder.

“Lift your ass for me.” Dazedly, I did as he commanded. He slipped my jeans down to my boots, taking those off too. I was completely naked below the waist now, aside from a very expensive, now shredded, piece of lace. I wanted to blush, but the feeling was lost as he smirked at me, his dimple shadowed as finally he lowered completely and settled between my legs, his shoulders pushing them wider. “Put your legs on my shoulders.”

“I don’t think—”

“Trust me, darlin.” His voice was now much lower than before. And what convinced me to stop arguing was the need I heard.

I did as he said, and as his hands settled on my lower thighs, he gripped me hard, pulling me even closer. Smiling at me, until that second dimple of his came into sight, he growled, “Time for dessert,” before lowering his mouth and licking me in the most frustrating way. His hands moved under me, and he cupped my ass, somehow getting me on such an angle that when he finally pushed his tongue inside me, it penetrated me deep.

I squeaked as he lifted me from the pile of pillows and blankets. He knelt before me, and the feelings intensified. I didn’t even know it could feel any better. But that charming southern purr was thick as he pressed a quick kiss to my navel and said, “Fuck, woman. I know we’re under the stars, but heaven’s a lot closer than I dreamt it would be.” It had me writhing against him. His silver tongue was blessed as he feasted.

As he continued to devour me, I pulled at the thick strands of his hair, glad that he threw his Stetson off when he settled me on my back. I tugged him even closer as his ministrations changed from licking to biting and then sucking at my bundle of nerves. The constant change of rhythm prevented me from falling over the edge too quickly. For a moment I thought I might just spontaneously combust from the most explosive sexual experience of my life. He hadn’t even done anything besides use his mouth on me. There was certainly going to be no reason to get Bob out when we returned to the ranch later.

As I finally screamed my release for all the world to hear, like he promised I would, I saw bright lights dancing behind my eyes. “Sienna, I need you to open your eyes for me.” When I did, I gasped.

For all around us were the most beautiful creatures of the night.

Fireflies.