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houses they’d built on the vast acreage of the ranch. Now it was his turn, and it couldn’t come soon enough for him.
    Reece had taken a break from working on the ranch to spend the weekend with her, and they’d barely been able to keep their hands off each other. Now the weekend was almost over, and they’d fucked so many times Reece wondered if he’d ever get it up again.
    “Do you know how much I love you, Katydid?” he asked, his lips barely a hair’s breadth away from hers. That had been his personal nickname for her since the first time he met her.
    “How much?” Her eyes were dark with rich emotion.
    “You’re my heart, Katie. My soul. Everything there is.”
    She ran her tongue over her bottom lip, her hand reaching up to stroke his stubbled cheek. “As you are for me.”
    “You sure you’re good with spending your life on the ranch? With me? You’ll have your shiny new degree. The world is full of opportunities, you know.”
    She smiled, a burst of sunshine bathing him in its warmth.
    “But there’s only one you. It’s what we’ve always wanted.”
    She frowned. “You aren’t changing your mind, are you?”
    He laughed. “Hell, no. Just making sure this is what you want.”
    “I want you ,” she told him. “There are plenty of jobs in Austin or San Antonio.”
    “You could always put your degree to work running the business of the ranch.”
    Her eyes widened. “Really? Your brothers would go for it?”
    “Hell, yes. They like keeping things in the family.”
    “Me, too.” She wriggled against him.
    “I love your body,” he told her, idly running his fingers over her smooth skin.
    “I hope so.” She smiled. “You certainly spend enough time looking at it.”
    “And why not? You’re a feast I can’t get enough of.” He cupped one full breast in his palm. “Your breasts are so firm and warm. I love holding them.” A thumb brushed over a swollen nipple. “And your nipples. I think I could suck on them forever.”
    Putting actions to words, he lowered his head and wrapped his lips around the nipple, pulling it into his mouth. He loved the feel of it as he swirled his tongue around it. When he gently closed his teeth over it, Katie moaned and arched into him. Her hands threaded into his hair and pulled his head closer to her. Moving his mouth to the other nipple, he rested his palm on her thigh and rubbed his thumb along the crease of her hip. Katie shifted under his touch, silently urging him to move his hand to the place she needed it most.
    Reece chuckled against her breast. “Anxious, are we? I’m beginning to think I might never satisfy you.”
    “Then I guess you’d better try harder,” she said breathlessly.
    “I could suck your nipples endlessly,” he told her. “Firm little pebbles I love to roll around on my tongue and nip with my teeth. You like it when I bite them, sugar?”
    “Yes,” she whispered. “I do.”
    I wonder what else you’d like, you little minx.
    His first trip to a fetish club flashed through his brain. A lark. A night out with an old college friend, his former roommate. He hadn’t participated in the actions, just watched, astounded at how aroused he became at the things he’d seen. And felt somewhere in the back of his mind he was betraying Katie and their relationship. But a month later he’d let himself be convinced into going again. And again he was just an observer, but now he was becoming almost obsessed with the whole BDSM scene and wondering if he could talk Katie into a club visit.
    At home he surfed the Internet, searching for BDSM sites, looking for answers to the questions racing around in his brain. Masturbating while he imagined Katie with him in the activities he’d seen and the ones he researched. He was sure restraining a sub, administering proper punishment, then fucking her senseless, both anally and vaginally, would drive him wild. Knowing he was at all times in control and the sub he was with received her pleasure