Free Last's Temptation by Tina Leonard

discussions.”
    She undid his jeans. “Good. I was hoping you’d say that, because there’s a lot we haven’t talked about.”
    God, he hoped she had more than talking on her mind. He was about to lose his cool and pounce on her. “Name the subject.”
    She gently pushed him back on the blanket and eased him from his jeans. Lifting her skirt, she took the condom from him, slipping it over him. He nearly exploded when she sank down on top of him.
    “This is definitely the best lunch I’ve ever been served,” he said on a hoarse gasp.
    “Hold me,” she said, and he did. They sat together, her legs over his, connected in the most intimate fashion. He put his face against her hair, smelling the fragrance of her.
    “You feel wonderful,” he said, his brain on fire.
    “I needed to know if last night was a one-time thing.” She moved on him, just barely, so that they would be more tightly locked together.
    “I don’t think so,” he said, his throat tight. “I don’t think I could leave you alone to save my life.” He sneaked his hands under her skirt, holding her bare, smooth bottom in his hands. A groan escaped him, so she kissed him, her hands gently holding his face. He squeezed her so that he could feel her more tightly around him, then he slowly moved her back and forth. “God, it’s good,” he said on an appreciative groan. “Stay on me forever.”
    She giggled. “I can’t. Eventually I have to feed the children.”
    He looked at her in alarm. “Where are they?”
    “Shh,” she said, kissing his mouth. “They’re at Olivia’s playing with Minnie and Kenny. You’re totally safe.”
    Until she moved again, and then he felt in grave danger of climaxing before he pleased her. Heburied his face in her breasts, feeling her all around him, the most wonderful sensation he could ever imagine. He let her move him the way she liked best, and when she climaxed, he rolled her over so that she lay beneath him.
    “I love your eyes,” he said, watching her enjoy their lovemaking as he moved inside her more deeply. “They tell me everything you’re thinking.”
    Right now she was thinking he was magic, so he showed her exactly what real magic was, bringing her to a second climax, this one loud enough to startle a pheasant from a nearby patch of grass.
    “Wow,” he said, biting at her neck, “here I thought you were such a quiet girl.”
    “Maybe.” She crossed her legs over his back, sinking him deep inside her. He gasped, then tensed, his whole body bucking beyond his control. When his climax hit, it took his breath so that he collapsed against Esme, his body shaking.
    “Wow,” Esme said, her voice a giggle in his ear. “You made mine sound insignificant. Let’s do this every day.”
    He groaned against her neck, wanting to be hard immediately. “I will if you will.”
    “Picnic lunch?”
    “Absolutely,” he said. “This is a big ranch, and we can picnic in every square inch of it.” Raising up on an arm, he looked down into her face. “Except we can’t once you start working.”
    “Then you can bring lunch to me,” she said.
    He was feeling himself get hard inside her again. “Tell me more about these working lunches,” he said. “Isn’t it too soon after moving here for you to go to work?”
    “How else will I earn money? Besides, I’m excited about teaching.”
    He looked at the wild gypsy beneath him, knowing he was never going to tame her. “Could you at least discuss your plans with me ahead of time?”
    “No,” Esme said.
    He put a palm around one of her breasts, squeezing the nipple lightly.
    “Maybe,” she said. “If you try not to be so bossy.”
    “But I am bossy.” He moved inside her, suddenly realizing she was an itch he might not ever fully scratch.
    “Last,” Esme said. “I have to go.”
    He didn’t want her to. “Why?”
    “My kids. And this condom is pretty shot, I’m certain. As little as I know about condoms, I think they may only be good for one