Christmas With the Billionaire Rancher by Mandy Baxter Read Free Book Online Page B

them wide, holding her open to him. He refused to let her move, pinning her down with his mouth and his hands. Her breath came in wild pants as she tried to control her spiraling world. She knew that Nate didn’t want her to be controlled or quiet. He wanted wild shouts and reckless abandon.
    â€œOh god.” Chloe thrashed her head from side to side. She was helpless to do anything but feel and Nate brought her to the cusp of release with every slow, methodical pass of his tongue. “Ohgod ohgod ohgod…” A cry that was half pleasure, half frustration built in her chest. “I want to come, Nate. I need to. I want you inside of me.”
    â€œNo.” The word vibrated over her clit and she shuddered. “I want you to come on my tongue.”
    His words were the final push. Chloe toppled over the edge and Nate buried his face between her thighs, lapping unmercifully at her pussy as she came. He held her legs wide and every inch of her body quaked violently as wave after wave of intense sensation stole over her. Chloe cried out, deep sobs of pleasure that left her throat raw and dry. The orgasm seemed to go on forever, a violent storm of passion and sensation that left her weak and shaking.
    Nate brought her down slowly, soft easy passes of his tongue that were goddamned luxurious. Chloe’s body went boneless. She wouldn’t have been able to move if she’d wanted to. “I think it’s your turn,” she murmured on a deep sigh. The thought of taking Nate into her mouth stirred her flagging desire.
    He kissed the inside of her thigh, downward to her knees. His kisses brushed the side of her knee and Chloe squirmed. “That tickles.”
    Nate smiled against her skin. “Oh yeah? Next time I might have to find where else you’re ticklish.”
    â€œNope. I said it’s your turn.” She wasn’t about to not reciprocate. Not after he’d given her one of the best orgasms of her life.
    â€œLater.” He continued to kiss her. Warm, wet passes of his mouth.
    She guided his head up to look at her. “Later?”
    â€œYep.” A slow smile grew on his full lips and Chloe’s breath stalled as she realized she’d never seen him give a genuine, open smile before. Magnificent. “If I’m going to fuck you all night, I need to fuel up.”
    Dear lord . Nate Christensen was going to be the death of her.

Six
    â€œSo, I’m assuming you don’t live in Dallas.”
    Nate couldn’t take his eyes off of her. He’d never met anyone like Chloe. His intensity had a tendency to scare people away. But she responded to it. Matched it, even.
    â€œNo. I live in Sanger. It’s a couple of hours away.”
    â€œI’ve never been there, but I’m familiar. What does a newly moneyed billionaire do in a tiny town like Sanger?”
    Nate took a bite of his cheeseburger and chewed. “Run cows,” he responded before washing it all down with a swig of soda.
    â€œReally?” Chloe smiled. Blinding and brilliant as the sun. “You’re a cowboy?”
    â€œSort of,” Nate said with a snort. “Trying anyway. My ranch isn’t big. And I’m not a billionaire,” he said as an afterthought.
    â€œOkay, a multimillionaire?”
    He pursed his lips. “I won’t be that either, if I get my way.”
    Chloe’s brows knitted. She swirled a fry around in her ketchup before popping it in her mouth. She’d devoured most of her BLT already. He wasn’t the only one who’d needed to tank up. “Is it true that you joined the Navy to get away from your dad?”
    Nate cocked a brow. “Doing your homework on me, Miss Benson?”
    She averted her gaze and shrugged. “People talk.”
    â€œOnly in certain circles.”
    â€œWith my line of work, I have a tendency to butt into those circles.”
    Nate laughed. Chloe certainly wasn’t the sort of woman who