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The Rancher's Ultimatum
The Hattfield’s and McCoys had nothing on the Harrington’s and Rangell’s. Years after leaving her step-family's ranch to pursue a new life and career, Lynn James is called back to save the property from the crafty yet handsome Jake Ragnall. The feud between the families has yet to die, and Lynn is trapped in the middle, torn between her loyalty to the men who raised her and the man who ignites her desire. Jake Ragnall has loved Lynn for years, and uses the opportunity to win her heart. To win her family's ranch, she must spend the week with him. Will his plans to dominate her help to win her love, or push her away for good?
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The Rancher's Ultimatum
copyright 2006
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Prologue
Her body was alive with pleasure. She sizzled with it. Her lover secured the second manacle on her wrist above her head, leaving the cuffs loose enough to prevent chafing of her almond colored skin.
“Beautiful,” he seemed to admire her prone form tracing fingers over the generous curves of her body, full hips, thick thighs and plump breasts received the most attention.
Lynn felt his immediate absence as he left the bed momentarily only to return with a deep bowl. She strained to see the content’s knowing whatever the container held was meant for her pleasure.
“Patience,” her gruff voiced lover instructed, a smug grin spread across perfect lips. Honey colored eyes studied her from behind his black mask. God how she hated that thing, wanted nothing more but to rip the damned object off and finally reveal the face of her mystery lover. For six months he’d come to her the same way each night, slipping quietly through her window, which was no easy feat considering her bedroom were on the second floor. His masked face was further shadowed by the Stetson that he wore pushed down over his head. How he managed to keep the thing on during their wild romps was beyond her. His muscular upper body was barely concealed by the unbuttoned leather vest he wore. Black jeans hung on his hips fitting his tight ass that she’d only had the pleasure of glimpsing when he finally stripped the detested article of clothing off.
He extracted a lone ice cube from the bowl wetting it between his lips before tracing the chilled substance from navel up, her soft abdomen. He circled one puckered nipple with the frigid cube, and it melted slightly leaving a trail of cool water trickling down her warm breast. Ever attentive, her lover promptly slurped up the fluid. Lynn groaned arching into his mouth.
“Do you like that?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Good, cause there’s more of where that came from,” his sexy Texan drawl was almost lyrical.
Her other nipple was treated to the same frosty delight causing her to nearly explode with pleasure. By the time he’d finished with her twin peaks she was squirming all over her queen sized bed begging for more. She waited with baited breath as he left the bed to undress. The Stetson was the first to go, revealing thick wavy brown hair she’d never seen before. The vest followed next exposing a golden, well-formed chest. She bit her lip in anticipation of him discarding his pants like he’d done every night, only this time her lover paused.
“I think it’s time.”
“What?” she asked confused. If he meant it was time to get his sexy ass back in bed she agreed whole-heartedly, but dared not voice her thoughts. He was one hundred percent in control and she was happy to relent to his domination.
“Wouldn’t you like to see who you’ve been making love to all these months?”
Her heart pounded in her chest, she couldn’t believe it. Did she really want to know who it was, to have the mystery end? Yes, she decided, it was time to put a face and name with that delicious body.
Afraid to use words she merely nodded, watching intently as the mask was removed with a flourish revealing the devishly handsome face of Jake Rangell.
“Damn, damn,” Lynn exclaimed coming to a jerky wakefulness. Beside her, the alarm clocked buzzed in its annoyingly high-pitched fashion daring to be ignored.
“Jake Rangell!” She punched her pillow, of all the men to have erotic dreams about over the last six months why did it have to be him?
A dream, she continued to mumble to herself. The safest place where she could live out her domination fantasies without embarrassment and who should happen to play her leading man but Jake.
It was perfectly natural for a bit of reality to manifest itself in the subconscious world, she thought easing out of bed. After all, if it weren’t for Jake her family wouldn’t be in their current predicament, it was only natural that the man would be on her mind, and therefore make a guest appearance in her dream. Certainly he couldn’t be same man who visited her all those other nights. His presence was directly related to the meeting that loomed in front of her today, nothing more. Well, if everything went as planned today, her family’s ranch would be saved and she wouldn’t have to worry about any guest appearances by Jake Rangell in the future.
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