with another man’s child.” Her smile waned as reality brought her back down from the euphoric high.
“Why would that matter, unless you don’t think I’m father material?”
And just like that, the smile was back in place. He was willing to take on her child. Ryan had hinted at it before, but the way he said it now . . .
He stood then, approaching her and taking her hands in his. The heat was still in his eyes, but it was softened by affection. And despite herself, Ana knew that there would be many more kisses before they left the room.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The smoldering look in Ryan’s eyes had Ana backing away from him. He had turned the tables on her, circling her like an animal circled prey, before he pounced and set her world on fire with his kiss. Now they were moving toward the bed, and Ana was both afraid and excited about what would happen when they got there.
Ryan had promised they wouldn’t have sex before he left for his trip, but things like this made it so difficult for the both of them. Maybe she should have never brought him up into her room.
Ana craned her neck for Ryan’s kisses, wrapping her hands around him as he nibbled a path down her throat and over to her ear and then tugged gently on her earlobe. His fingertips were already making their way up the front of her shirt, reaching for her silk bra and sliding under the cups to tease her taut peaks. Ana had to keep her moaning at a minimum to avoid detection from her mother downstairs. She was worried about being caught, but the thought also thrilled her. What would her mother think if she saw Ana and Ryan together like this?
All she wanted was to feel his hands on her skin, his lips on her neck, his arousal pressed between her legs. He was very aroused. It made Ana feel sexy knowing that she did this to him, made him unable to control himself around her. They had both lost control in the heat of the moment. And now here they were, necking on her bed like two hormone-crazed teenagers.
“It kills me that I have to wait to be inside of you,” he breathed as he kissed a path back up to her lips.
It was killing her too. Already, Ana was wet with want for Ryan. Nothing would please her more than to have him undress her and take her right here on her bed in her mother’s house.
“We can’t,” she managed to get out before he claimed her mouth again. But even as she said it, she deepened the kiss and slipped her hands up under his shirt to feel the firm muscle beneath. Good God, did he have an amazing body. And she could barely wait to see the rest of it.
“I know. It’s so hard, though.” He pushed her shirt up over her breasts, pulling the cups of her bra down to take one of her nipples between his lips.
Ana stifled back a moan as carnal need overwhelmed her. For as much as she wanted to stop him, she couldn’t. It just felt too good, his tongue circling her swollen peak, his teeth moving in to tug on it and send shivers of pleasure straight to her nether region. All she could do was thread her fingers in his hair and hold him against her.
When he tried to pull her shirt over her head, she had to draw the line.
“No. I’m sorry.” She shook her head. “Not here.”
Instead of looking disappointed, as Ana had expected, Ryan was understanding, allowing her shirt to fall back down.
The more they kissed, though, the more she regretted not being back in the barn. Her body was greedy. She wanted to undress him just as badly as he seemed to want to undress her, to see his naked flesh, to taste his skin. And then she got an idea.
“You must have been really pent up when I left last night.” Ana pressed her body against Ryan’s as she gave him a seductive smile.
“More than you can imagine.” He kissed the corner of her mouth, nuzzling and nibbling a path back toward her ear. She tilted her head to the side, but instead of going for her ear, he went for her neck, kissing it and sending a shiver rolling down her spine.
“What
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