He tipped his hips slightly and slid his hands up to cup her breasts.
“You’re not playing fair,” she told him.
“Oh, baby. I’m not playing. I’m taking this very, very seriously.”
He wanted her to take control? Fine.
Tessa sank down on him in one slow, easy glide. She smiled as he groaned. More than likely he thought she was being torturous, but in all honesty she wanted to make sure she wasn’t too sore. But, hey, if he thought that was sexy...
“Tessa,” he all but growled. “Honey, you’re killing me.”
The endearments he tossed about warmed her. She kept telling herself not to read anything into them, but keeping an emotional distance was downright impossible.
Tessa blocked out any negative thoughts, because right now, she intended to show this city slicker just how country girls liked to be in control.
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