The Horseman's Convenient Wife by Mindy Neff

Author:Mindy Neff
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-10-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

He swung her up in his arms and strode toward the stairs. Eden’s whole body trembled in anticipation and excitement. No man had ever carried her. It was a fantasy she’d been too shy to ask a partner to fulfill. Perhaps she hadn’t trusted the others.

Stony made it seem effortless, made her feel petite when she was pretty much average.

She’d been in his bedroom before, tidying up. It was a no-frills room, wood floors softened by area rugs, a king-size bed covered in a patchwork quilt.

All male. Just like the man looking down at her, the utter intensity of his gaze making her giddy.

Stony lowered her feet to the floor and undid the shell buttons on her vest, surprised by the tremor in his hands. It wasn’t visible, thank God, but he could feel it.

Her skin was soft and warm and smelled like a dream. She had a face that caused heads to turn, a body that brought to mind perfection. More often than not, her green eyes smiled in fun and hinted of sex. An odd and potent combination. A rich tumble of red hair framed a milky-white complexion the Montana winds would likely play havoc with.

She was a study in the perfection of femininity.

A perfect beauty in his eyes.

And he couldn’t believe he was the lucky guy who got to make love to her.

He slipped the vest from her shoulders, then hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her skirt and slip, kneeling as he pulled the garments away.

His breath caught, and he took a minute to rein in his control. The sight of her in ivory silk, lacy garters, sheer stockings and a tiny scrap of material masquerading as panties nearly knocked him senseless.

Her fingers flexed in his hair as he pressed his lips to the silky camisole covering her belly. He wondered if she was imagining his baby there.

He filled his hands with the firm swell of her behind, squeezed, molded, drove himself nuts. He wanted to rush, yet he’d promised himself he’d savor.

He intended to draw a response from her that would make her forget that her goal was to get pregnant.

He wanted her to want him. Madly.

He wanted her surrender.

He was giving her his seed, and he desperately, foolishly wanted her soul.

And if he wasn’t careful he could blow it, unconsciously hold too tight. With horses, he was well aware that he had to first earn their trust, while always allowing them room to flee should they become uncomfortable.

The same applied to Eden. He didn’t want to trap her. Butterflies should be free. The problem was, he realized with a pang, he truly wanted to wrap this butterfly in a cocoon and hold her to his heart forever.

As though reverently opening a coveted present, he slowly lowered one of the sexy lacy garters, letting it drop to her ankle, then smoothed his palms back up over her calf, to the top of her thigh, all the way up to the minuscule elastic band of her barely-there panties.

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