Page 91 of The Cattleman's Unforgettable Love

She wrapped her arms around his neck. "And how exactly might you do that?"

He ran his hand down her side. "I have a few things in mind."

When he leaned in to kiss her, she loved that there was no hesitation before their lips met. It wasn't so much that he'd stopped seeking permission as that he now knew that he had it.

He pulled his shirt over his head, and she mirrored his movements, removing her own, eager to feel his skin against hers. As if he read her mind, he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her to his chest, murmuring, "I want you naked, but I just want to hold you first."

She ran her fingers through his hair. "We're of the same mind. I needed this, too. I was a little disappointed at first when you suggested coming to bed – I thought we'd have our brandy and talk first. Not that I wasn't eager to get here."

He chuckled. "Maybe I was just a little too eager to get here. The trouble was, the way you were leaning on the counter in the kitchen, I wanted nothing more than to bend you over it."

Her breath caught in her chest, and heat raced over her skin. "Oh, see, now I'm kind of wishing that we'd stayed down there."

He glanced over at the dresser. "Then we may have to improvise. But since I can never guarantee that someone won't walk in on us in this house, I wasn't going to run the risk."

She laughed out loud. "Oh, my goodness, no! That would be..." She shook her head. "Just … no."

"Exactly.” He was already unfastening the button and zipper on her jeans. She rolled away from him, getting to her feet and shedding the rest of her clothes herself. He scrambled off the bed after her, dropping his jeans and underwear.

"But where are you going?" He curled his arm around her waist, pulling her back against his chest. "Now that I've got you in my bed …"

Shivers chased each other down her neck when he nuzzled his lips to her ear and murmured, "…our bed, I plan to keep you there."

She looked up over her shoulder at him. "I thought you wanted to improvise."

His eyes turned a darker shade of green when she took a step toward the dresser. He loosened his arm around her waist but followed her to it. She rested her elbows on the top and met his gaze in the mirror as she wiggled her ass at him.

The low growly sound that seemed to come from deep inside him made all the muscles in her stomach and lower clench tight. He grasped her hips and stood behind her, then growled again – sounding more frustrated than aroused this time.

"Stay right there – don't go anywhere!"

She laughed. "I wasn't planning to but …"

He disappeared into the closet, and she could hear him rummaging around. He reappeared a few moments later, carrying a big box – or maybe it was a small trunk. Whatever it was, she didn't understand.

He looked so pleased with himself when he set it down at her feet. But she had no idea what he expected her to do with it.

He placed his hands at her waist and lifted her up to stand on top of the box. "There you go."

Now, she was really confused. "What …"

He turned her around to face the mirror again, and when he stepped close behind her, she finally understood.

Her "oh," turned into an "ooh," when he pulled her hips back against him and his hot, hard length pressed against her ass.

"Since you're just my Lil’ Bit, I needed some help. Now …" Waves of heat seared through her veins when he leaned her forward and folded his body over hers "…I've got you right where I want you."

She pushed her hips back against him when he slid one hand between her legs to tease her and cupped the other over her breast.

She moaned softly as he played her body like a musical instrument – making her hum with desire.

"The only question now," he breathed, "is if you want me."

She spread her feet farther apart and pushed back against him harder. "I want you. I want you now."

She missed his touch but only for a moment as he guided himself to her entrance. His hand on the small of her back felt as though it spanned her from hip to hip. But then all she was aware of was his hot, pulsing head entering her. She dropped her head when he grasped her hips and drove slowly but inexorably deeper and deeper until he was buried to the hilt.

"You okay?" His voice sounded ragged.