baby? I really do need a bath, andââ
She opened the camisole to reveal full breasts, pink nipples peaked from desire. She proceeded to drop her underpants. âIâm sure.â She sat down on a blanket spread out over the straw and lay back. âCome here, Lloyd Harkner.â
It didnât take Lloyd long to undo his gun belt, throw it aside, and get his clothes off. He knelt down and drank in the sight of her as he ran his hands up her legs, over her belly. He plied her breasts, scooting his knees between her legs and bending close to taste her taut nipples. He kissed her neck, licked her behind the ear, moved to her mouth, and she opened her lips to greet his tongue. Lloyd kissed her hungrily, apologizing then for wanting to just get inside her without foreplay.
âIâll allow it this time,â she told him with a sexy smile, âbut when youâre through, I demand that we do it againâand you have to pleasure me first.â
He kissed her over and over. âGod, Katie, this is so sweet of you,â he groaned. âIâm so sick of nothing but cows and horses and men who smell worse than the animals. I hope I donât smell that bad.â
âYou always smell good. Right now you smell like a fresh stream of water.â
âYeah, well, I bathed in a creek the best I could just yesterday, so I wouldnât be too hard to be around when I got back.â
Katie smiled. âYouâre never hard to be around.â She gasped when he rammed himself inside of her with pent-up need. She arched to him in response, leaning up and capturing his mouth with her own.
They moved in wild rhythm, and it wasnât long before Lloydâs life spilled into her, life he hoped would again take hold, and they would have their second baby together, another brother or sister for his Stephen, another baby for his precious Katie, whoâd lost a baby girl and a husband before they met and married.
They both needed this. Theyâd both lost one love and found another. And theyâd both come to understand that that was okay.
âIâm sorry, Katie. I just couldnât hold it in. Itâs been too long.â He raised up on his elbows. âAnd youâre so damn beautiful.â
Katie pulled at the leather tie that held his waist-length black hair at his neck. She let his hair fall down and surround her. âLloyd Harkner, your skin is so dark next to mine.â She fanned his hair out even more. âAre you sure you donât have Indian blood?â
âNot that I know of, unless some Indian stole my mother away one night, and she never told Pa.â
Katie laughed. âIâd like to see any man steal Randy Harkner away from Jake.â
Lloyd grinned. âYeah, any man who made off with my mother would be one sorry sonofabitch.â He kissed her eyes. âIt would be the same if some man dared to touch my Katie.â
She smiled, leaning up to kiss his chest. âFor the rest of my life, youâll be the only man touching me.â
âYou bet.â He kissed her, groaning with renewed want. âI canât believe you did this, you brazen little hussy,â he told her, kissing her throat again.
She ran her hands over his arms and shoulders. âWhy, Mr. Harkner, I declare, you are the most handsome man in all of Colorado,â she told him with a teasing fake southern accent. âYou make me feel like a tiny little flower lying under a big oak tree, or perhaps a shivering, helpless captive of a wild Indian, with all that hair and that skin tanned dark. I suppose you intend to ravish me now.â
Lloyd laughed. âOh, I intend to do just that.â He met her mouth again, moving a hand to secret places. âHow much time do we have?â he asked between kisses.
âEvie said sheâd keep Triciaââ
A kiss.
ââas long as necessary,â Katie answered.
Another kiss.
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