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  He took another step and pressed into her. She gasped when his hands folded around her waist and lifted her against his chest. His eyes were glued on her lips and she could barely breathe.

  “Let me go!”

  “You still have my ache to cure, Blondie. A kiss would do for now.”

  “No! Get away from me!”

  “You chased Gloria off this morning, so pucker up, professor!”

  His lips closed around her indignant gasp and his tongue took immediate possession of her mouth. He explored every crevice inside her hot mouth before he took possession of her tongue and drew it deep into his, feeding as if starved. He demanded her full submission and she had no other recourse but to comply. By the time he ended the kiss, she was steaming and every cell in her body quivered.

  Good Lord, the man can kiss! I am on the verge of an orgasm!

  She removed her arms from around his neck, mortified when she realized she had wrapped them around him during the kiss. He chuckled at her venomous glare and rapped her on her nose.

  “That’ll do for now, Blondie. But don’t for one moment believe it is enough!”

  He forced himself to turn away from her and appear unaffected, whilst he was on fire inside. Every cell in his body sizzled with need and his shaft throbbed painfully against his jeans. There was no way he was going to be able to stay away from her bed tonight!

  “Wait, Mr. Shuttle … dammit! We need to talk about my research!”

  He waved at her and disappeared into the stables, leaving her to steam in frustration and then followed him with long adamant strides.

  He sank down into the stable masters’ chair behind his desk in his office, desperate for some relief from his straining shaft. She stormed in soon after and glowered at him with her hands on her hips.

  “Now listen here, Shuttle. I have a limited amount of time to resolve this damn issue and I need to get started. Ignoring me when I want to talk to you does not help me!”

  “Why is that?”

  “Why is that what?”

  “That you have a limited amount of time?”

  “I have another project in Russia that I am heading up.”

  “Hm. So you are only here as an interim fill-up of your time?”

  “No, that is n …”

  “How committed are you really to resolve this issue for me here, Professor Simpson?”

  Suddenly his demeanor changed and he became the ruthless businessman. One that demanded, that took and gave no quarter. She scowled and said angrily.

  “Don’t insult me. I take every assignment serious and am fully committed to get results. But let us make one thing very clear, I am not going to run after you all over the place to get the information I need.”

  “Well, well, well … the Professor has claws! Very well, Alexandra. What do you need?”

  “I read the reports drawn up by the Institute for animal control here. They were very detailed and very thorough. Why do you need further investigations done?”

  He stared at her for long moments then blinked and drew his hand through his hair.

  “I took over from my father eight years ago and since then only bred top winning racing thoroughbreds. Never once with any defects, never once still born and never once with parental casualties.”

  “The mares died at birth?”

  “Not at birth, but within a month or two.”

  “How many have you lost?”

  “Three mares over the past six months. Four still born foals and six with defects.”

  “This only started over the past six months?”

  He nodded, his eyes brooding. He shrugged and looked at her.

  “I don’t trust those results. It came to my attention that the team that headed up the research included two of my opposition siblings. They had free access to my stables for months. The supposed results and resultant treatment were guaranteed to resolve the issues, yet since they left there were four more deaths. It was indicated as genetic defects, but why all of a sudden and all the time? I need to find out what they did and how they did it. They are slowly killing my whole stable from right under me and I have no idea how to save them!”

  She could see he was broken up about the loss, but more so about his inability to save the animals he loved and treasured. She felt the anger building inside her. She hated humans who used helpless creatures for their own gain. Killing them infuriated her.

  She nodded and sat down. She took her iPad from her bag and started making notes.

  “I need full details on your whole stable. Breeds, age, gender, feeding patterns, everything and anything you have on them. I’ll start in the morning drawing blood and DNA samples of all of them and start analyzing them.”

  A tall lanky black man walked in and greeted Paul with a smile.

  “Samuel, this is Professor Alexandra Simpson from the Animal Disease Center on Plum Island.”

  She took his hand and smiled at him.

  “Samuel Broden is my stable master and the one to supply you with all the information you need. Of course, I am around if you need me, but he is your go to guy. I’ll leave you to it then. We have dinner around seven, Blondie. Don’t be late.”

  He got up and ran his hand through her satiny soft hair as he walked past her. A sensual thrill shivered down her spine at the unexpected touch.

  It took thirty minutes before she was able to forget the touch of his fingers at the nape of her neck when he pulled her hair through his hand.

  Alexandra was relieved when she walked into the dining room just before seven to find Slade, the Police Captain and Paul’s cousin just arriving. She has been dreading having dinner with him all day. He totally turned her inside out and she was at a loss on how she was going to keep him at a distance. For her own sanity, she had to!

  “Well, hello again Professor. You look slightly better than you did earlier today.”

  “Please call me Alexa and I feel slightly better than I did earlier today.”

  Ellie came bustling in with the dishes and started loading the heated buffet. Paul poured wine and Alexandra could relax for the first time since she arrived at the Ranch.

  The two cousins ribbed each other non-stop and Alexandra learnt that Slade’s wife was visiting her mother in Wyoming for three weeks. She was expecting their first born and the baby was due in three months.

  “It will be the first baby in the family and everyone is treating her like gold. I think she left to get away from all the attention.”

  “Do you have a big family?”

  The two cousins looked at each other and chuckled. “You could say so, yes.”

  Slade was the one that supplied the numbers and Alexandra was amazed. There were five brothers and two sisters of which each of them had at least three children. Slade was the first to have a baby, with their cousin Suzanne following close on their heels, expecting twins a month later, their cousin Andrew’s wife yet another month later and cousin Shelly around Christmas.

  “The family is growing quite rapidly at this stage. Most of the cousins are married now, except for Paul and Steven, my younger brother. Even Paul’s younger sister got married a year ago. Everyone has decided it is time to start their families, so hence the sudden influx of expecting mothers in the family.”

  “How much younger is your sister than you?”

  He smiled indulgently. “Six years. I despaired that she was going to become a spinster at one stage.”

  She pulled upright in her chair and glared at him.

  “And just how old are you?”

  “Thirty four … aahh, I see! You are also of the spinster age!”

  “I am far from being a spinster! Women nowadays don’t jump into marriage at the age of twenty!”

  “So … let me guess … what do you think, Slade … thirty?” She nearly swallowed her tongue and they chuckled.

  “No? At a guess I would say you’re about the same age as Amy. Twenty seven, Blondie?”

  She nodded and he smiled wickedly
. “Definitely entering the spinster sphere then. But don’t despair … I’ll save you from their dark depths.”

  She gasped and speared a glance at Slade who suddenly looked at his cousin with interest.

  “Thank you, but I am fine and do not need your assistance with my … spinsterhood!”

  “Oh no, I insist. I am not getting younger either, so … why the hell not … hey Slade … don’t you think she would be a good addition to the family?”

  “Very funny … and on that note … good night. It was a pleasure seeing you again, Slade.”

  Alexandra walked up the stairs her heart thumping at the thought of him saving her from spinsterhood.

  She took a quick shower and washed her hair. She wrapped a towel around her and dried her hair in front of the mirror. She smoothed moisturizer on her face and all over her body. She pulled the duvet back and got into the bed. She opened her iPad and read through some of the notes she’d made of her discussion with Samuel during the afternoon. She searched for the report from the local institute and re-read it.

  Frowning down at her iPad she concluded that something did not make sense. There seemed to be gaps in the report on the DNA analysis that worried her. The sooner she managed to start analyzing samples, the better. She did not want to see another innocent animal suffer if she could help it.

  She switched the iPad off and sat it down on the bedside table. She noticed in passing it was already past eleven and stretched her arms tiredly above her head. She pulled the towel from around her and flung it to the bottom of the bed. She bit her lip. She always slept naked, but wondered if it was such a good idea to do so whilst staying here. She’ll get some oversized tee-shirts in the morning, for now, she could do with a soft bed after last night’s hard bunk. She reached over and switched the bedside lamp off. She sighed and curved her back until she found her comfort zone and closed her eyes.

  Chapter Four

  He tried to stay out of her room, he really tried, but he has been hard for her since she draped that towel over his shaft that morning. It was more than an invitation, it was a challenge. One he readily accepted. If not for the fact that he has been without a woman for nearly a year, he might have … just might have been able to stay away.

  The fact that she was not in the room next to him annoyed him even further and searching the whole house to find her, did little to reduce his frustration. The moment he opened the door on the opposite side of the corridor from his room, he knew he found her. Her essence filled the atmosphere and he breathed her in deeply.

  He closed the door behind him and walked towards the bed, clearly visible in the moonlight shining through the open windows. He wanted to see her, really see her and he leaned over to switch on the bedside lamp. His breath froze in his chest and he fisted his hands. She was lying on her back with her one hand on her belly and the other next to her chin. She was only halfway covered by a thin sheet and she was naked … exquisitely naked. She looked like a sparkling angel. He stepped out of his Boxer shorts and his fully aroused shaft jutted forward. He tore the silver packet he had in his hand open and sheathed himself slowly, his eyes devouring the beauty on the bed.

  He pulled the sheet off and swallowed hard. Her legs were spread apart with one slightly bent upwards to her waist. Her mound was hairless. Paul closed his eyes, not even contemplating leaving. He had to have her, but he would make sure she had to have him too.

  He reached down and stroked her nipples with the tips of his fingers. He smiled when they puckered into hard nubs. He continued stroking them until Alexandra moaned and arched her back, pushing them deeper into his hands.

  He kneeled on the bed and lifted between her legs, holding him upright with his hands next to her shoulders. He reached down and found her heated cleft. He clamped his lips when he stroked over it and slipped the tip of his finger inside to find her hot and wet. He could not withhold the growl and lowered onto her slowly, positioning his shaft against her sheath and pushed forward, piercing her outer lips. His body shuddered when her heat engulfed his broad tip. He leaned down and licked her nipple with a slow long stroke. He pulled it between his lips and suckled slowly, savoring her taste.

  He felt the need in his shaft pulsing painfully and knew he had to wake her up. This was one time he was going to be selfish and take what he wanted, hell … what he needed, like he has never needed before.

  Paul lowered his head and nibbled her neck and tugged on her earlobe.

  “Come on, Baby. Wake up, Angel.”

  “Hmm …”

  “Jeeeezzz!”

  Paul gnashed on his teeth when she stretched beneath him and pushed her hips up against his, forcing his shaft deeper inside her.

  She woke up instantly, her gaze caught by the steely grey orbs that singed her with lust. She clasped his arms and her breathing increased, her chest heaving and his eyes dropped to her bobbing breasts. He could not resist and bent down to pull her nipple into his mouth and suckled, first softly, then harder, hungrily. He moved to the other and groaned all the way, his arms straining, his shaft throbbing and he knew he was about to lose control.

  “Blondie …”

  “What … are you … doing!” Her indignant shout came out breathless and husky.

  “I am very close to losing control and I am sorry, even if you say no, this is going to happen, but Lord knows woman, I have never wanted a woman as much as I want you!”

  She could not get a word out, all she could do was feel, his hard body on top of her and his hard broad shaft just inside her. This was what she has been craving. This instant need, this burning heat rushing through her veins and she knew she needed this … needed him … just as much as he did her.

  Alexandra kept her eyes on him, knowing he was much bigger than Andre and she has not been with anyone for years, but she needed … oh Lord … she needed! She spread her legs wider and bent her knees, pushing into him and he growled.

  “I am sorry, Angel! This is going to be hard and fast … and probably over before it began, but …”

  “Would you just stop talking, already? Deeper! I need you dee … aaahhh!”

  She screamed when he slammed into her and kept plunging with a desperation that took her breath away. He kept himself back, even though he lost control, cautious of hurting her. She thrashed against him, moaning and shrieking until her body stiffened, her back arched and she lifted her hips clear off the bed. A full bodied scream ripped from her lips and she climaxed. She gripped him so hard he shouted and thrust hard twice more and his release shot through him with so much force he lost his breath.

  Alexandra could not breathe. She clutched at Paul desperately, her inner muscles contracting hard with every continued sharp, short thrust he kept up deep inside her. Her orgasm extended, she milked him deeper and he felt his shaft still hard, bulging to full erection again.

  “Good Lord … again … I want you now … again!”

  “Please … I can’t breathe!”

  He held himself still above her, his breathing haggard, willing her to recover quickly. His shaft throbbed painfully again. Then he could wait no more. He grasped her knees and pulled them up to drape them over his shoulders. Alexandra gasped, feeling totally exposed. He plunged forward, filling every inch of her, so deep she did not know if she would survive and she gasped with pleasure.

  He kept his eyes on her and started to plunge. Long, slow, deep strokes, still holding back, then harder and faster. He kept changing the pace, driving her crazy, until he plunged hard and fast, giving her more with each plunge into her depths. His fingers closed over her clit and he stroked, then pinched and she screamed. Her eyes widened in fright when she squirted, the orgasm so intense she nearly passed out and saw darkness for a split second before stars exploded behind her eyes.

  She panted and cried through the climax, feeling another squirt shooting from her and she keened at the extreme tightness it gripped her inner muscles with. Paul nearly exploded when he felt the first strong squirt agains
t his shaft and he growled, when the second one hit him he bore forward and his own release spurted deep inside her.

  He released her legs and folded them around his waist. He slumped on top of her, drawing deep desperate breaths into his lungs. How he managed to have two such intense orgasms the one after the other he had no idea.

  Alexandra was in total shock. For years she has craved more sexually. She had no clue what it meant until know. The first climax nearly ripped her insides apart it was so unexpected and then two squirting orgasms … good Lord … she felt as if she was engulfed in pleasure. She never even contemplated that she would ever have one of those!

  She battled to breathe, her body trembling from the strain of her multiple orgasms. Paul’s hard body on top of her nearly crushed her, but she has never needed a hard body covering her as much as she did then.

  He lifted on his elbows and gazed down at her, searching her eyes. Whether she knew it or not … this just sealed her fate.

  “Did I hurt you?”

  “No.”

  He traced her features before lowering his gaze over her chest to caress her breasts. Her nipples puckered at his heated gaze and he smiled.

  “Hmmm … Angel …”

  He lowered his head and flicked his tongue over first the one and then the other nipple. She mewled and arched her back. He could not resist suckling them into his mouth. He tugged on both of them until she was breathless and clutched his arms.

  “You taste better than the sweetest honey. I could do this all day long!”

  “Stop! Enough! This … should never have happened!”

  He lifted his head and looked at her with an inscrutable expression in his eyes.

  “No Angel … this was meant to happen!”

  He withdrew from her and walked to the bathroom to return with a cloth and towel. He sat down next to her and reached for her legs. She shrieked and shuffled away.

  “What are you doing?”

  He chuckled, enjoying her shyness even after the intense wantonness with which she just gave herself to him. He reached for her again and this time she could not scoot away. He pulled her leg over his lap and gently washed and dried between her legs. His face intense, his eyes heating up with the enticing view of her so open to him.