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his finger over her clit until she felt her legs go week.
He put his arm around her waist and lowered her back on the bed, coming down over her. She drew her hand down the side of his body, wrapping her hand around him, stroking him from the root to the tip. On each stroke she ran her finger over the head and around to the back of his shaft. He shivered each time she touched him there.
He ran his hands all over her torso, cupping both of her breasts this time. She shifted, keeping her grip on him but moving so that he could touch her the way she liked it.
She pushed her shoulders back and watched as he leaned forward. She felt the warmth of his breath against her skin and then the brush of his tongue. He circled her nipple with it, then closed his mouth over her and suckled her deeply.
She stroked him until she felt his hips lift toward her, moving in counterpoint to her hand. She reached lower and cupped him, rolling the delicate weight of him in her fingers before squeezing slightly. He groaned and pulled his mouth from her breast. He gripped the back of her neck and brought her mouth to his.
As he drew her against him, she didn’t move her hand except to guide the tip of his erection to enter her.
He slid a little more into her and she reveled in the feel of his thick cock at the entrance of her body. But then he lifted his head and took her nipple in his mouth again, biting down lightly on her nipple, and she shuddered.
She tried to impale herself on him, but he wasn’t about to let her have him now. He held her where she was with just enough connection to drive both of them mad.
“Are you ready for me?”
“Yessss,” she said with a sigh.
A second later he thrust into her, filling her completely.
She rocked her hips, forcing him deeper into her body. He hit her in the right place and she saw stars dancing behind her closed eyelids as he pulled out and thrust back inside her.
He held her with his big hands on her ass, lifting her into each thrust, and soon she was senseless. She could do nothing but feel the power of his body as he moved over her and in her.
She held on to his sides while he continued to drive her higher and harder, and then she felt everything inside clench as her orgasm surged through her. She cried out his name as he tangled one hand in her hair and drove into her even harder and faster, and then she felt him tense and groan as he climaxed. He thrust into her two or three more times before shifting to rest his forehead against hers.
She looked into those dark eyes of his and knew that everything had changed. She had thought this night would be just sex. Just some fun. But Diego wasn’t just a fantasy—he was a real, flesh-and-blood man.
He rolled to his side and disposed of the condom before settling back into bed and pulling her into his arms. “Thank you for tonight.”
She nodded against his chest, unable to find the words she needed to say. He drifted off to sleep, but she lay there thinking about her future, which was so much more complicated now.
Pippa stretched and rolled over, slowly opening her eyes. It was Monday morning. Usually Penny had her up before this, but then she remembered she’d stayed over at Diego’s. She sat up and looked around the empty room. The house was very quiet and, if she had to guess, empty.
“Crap.”
She hadn’t meant to stay out all night. She put her hand on her head, thinking of walking back to the country club in her dress from last night while parents were making the school run.
She wasn’t embarrassed by what had happened. She had woken up exactly where she wanted to be, but at the same time she had to face those moms and dads when she picked Penny up from preschool this afternoon.
She glanced at the nightstand. It was only seven. So not that late, but still. She saw there was a piece of monogrammed stationery with bold masculine handwriting on it. She reached for the note and rubbed her eyes before she read it.
Good morning,
I had to leave early to do the morning chores on the ranch. We have a mare coming in to be covered later today and I need to get things ready. I’d love to see you for lunch or dinner. Text me when you wake up. I had your car brought to the house and I’ve laid out some sweats and a T-shirt in the bathroom. Sorry I wasn’t here when you woke.
Diego
“What am I going to do?” she asked the empty room as she fell back on the pillows. Diego was her one-night hookup. Her bit of fun before she left Texas and went back to her real life. She could just say no and never see him again. There was nothing stopping her from doing just that.
But she didn’t want to.
She grabbed her phone to text Kinley and saw she had two messages. The first was clearly from Penny. The four-year-old used the text-to-talk feature on Kinley’s phone all the time. The message just said Pippy, where are you?
Kinley’s message said:
Ignore the scamp’s message. I told her you had the morning off. I assume you are with the hot rancher you outbid everyone for last night. I want deets.
Ugh.
Double ugh.
She tossed her phone on the nightstand without responding, made her way to the bathroom and took a quick shower, avoiding looking at herself in the mirror until she was clean and wearing Diego’s sweats. They were huge on her but super comfy. She took a deep breath. If she had a cup of coffee, she’d start to feel human again.
She went downstairs to find her clutch and found a coffee mug next to the Keurig machine. She made herself a cup and then went back up to the master bedroom to gather her stuff. Diego had even laid out a duffel bag and a pair of flip-flops near the foot of the bed. She had to smile. He’d thought of everything.
Which shouldn’t really influence her decision to see him again, but it did.
Heck, everything about Diego made her want to see him again. It would be easy to say that waiting four years to have sex would have made any partner seem...well, better than they might really be... What the hell was she thinking? She could have had sex a week earlier with someone else and Diego would have wiped that from her memory. Her body ached to have him again. She remembered the way he’d felt between her thighs and craved more of him.
But he wanted... Well, it seemed like he wanted to get to know her. And until she reclaimed her inheritance, she really needed to lie low and stay off her father’s radar.
In Texas...
It had been the perfect spot for her to hide out until she came of age. But now that the time had come, starting something with Diego, all the while knowing she was leaving in a few weeks... Was that a dick move?
She felt like it might be.
She saw a message flash on her phone and went to pick it up. Kinley again.
At the office, stop by if you are still in town.
Pippa knew Kinley would be brutally honest with her about the situation with Diego. Her friend was just always that way with everyone.
She grabbed the duffel bag, her phone and Diego’s note and went downstairs to collect the rest of her things.
She found the alarm code on a Post-it on the inside of the front door and entered it to let herself out. She walked to her car without glancing at the street and got in, sitting there for a moment before starting the engine.
She drove through town to the bridal shop that Kinley ran as a satellite to her boss Jacs Veerling’s Vegas bridal operation. It was through her work that Kinley had first come to Cole’s Hill. She’d been sent here to plan former NFL wide receiver Hunter Caruthers’s wedding. Of course, she hadn’t wanted