Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 47222 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47222 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
Pick your mouth up off the floor! I lower my eyes as I approach Ranger. So what if he resembles Superman?
But as I draw near, my eyes bulge because the thin white sheet leaves little to nothing to my overactive imagination. Beneath the nearly transparent bedding, I see the hard ridge that is the outline of his manhood. Unintentionally, I gasp but then attempt to cover the sound with a fake cough. He’s naked! And huge! And aroused!
“Took my pants off, just like you asked.” Ranger smirks while he says this, as if testing me.
“Good, it’ll make this easier,” I mumble. At this point I know I’m the color of a tomato and there’s nothing I can do about it. Quickly and carefully, I lay out the new cloth on the bed next to Ranger, trying to ignore his closeness. But then it’s time to place my hands on his naked body, and my hands shake.
Get it together Darcy, I berate myself. Don’t act like a nitwit!
Taking a steadying breath, I lean in to get a closer look at the wound. Fortunately, it doesn’t appear to be festering, but it’s a little raw where the jeans seem to have rubbed against it, like Ranger mentioned.
“It looks okay, but I’m no doctor.”
“Just feels a little raw, but otherwise I feel pretty good. Today was the only day I didn’t keep the wrap on it.”
“Okay then, I’ll just bandage it up with something fresh to keep your pants from chafing the skin.” I pull out the disinfectant and brace myself. “This is going to sting a little, so I’m sorry.”
“I can brave it.” Ranger keeps a close eye on my movements while I clean around the wound and then winces.
“Sorry, sorry!” I panic, afraid I’ve injured him further.
“No, it’s okay. Just a little burning.”
I lower my mouth inches from the cut and blow on it gently hoping to ease the sting. “That better?” I ask as I gaze up at him. I try not to notice that I’m incredibly close to his barely covered manhood.
The cowboy looks at me and nods. His usually bright blue eyes have gone dark and hooded. “Uh-huh.”
I blow gently on the wound again, hoping to cool it. Beneath the covers, Ranger’s member seems to stir and grow larger. Is that possible? Trying to maintain my composure, I grab the new bandage and pull it from its package.
I step back to survey the best way to wrap his leg. “Let me know if I hurt you at all, but I think I’m going to have to wrap all the way around the thigh so the bandage stays in place better.”
“Darlin’, do what you have to do. I’ll live.” Ranger pulls the covers ever so slightly so that I have better access to his leg.
Holding my breath, I press and hold his naked calf against my chest so I can wind the cloth around his upper thigh. What should have been a simple medical treatment has me feeling hot and bothered and unsteady. But determined to be professional, I press his leg tighter against me so as not to drop it. The sheet slips ever so slightly and I see the tip of his hard cock peeking out. Oh my god, I can’t believe this is happening. The deep plum head peeps a bit under the material, so little that I don’t think its owner is aware.
Almost on cue, I feel my panties get wet and my nipples harden. Why am I not wearing a bra? Ranger’s as still as a cougar, his eyes flitting from my face to my hard nipples peeping through my thin shirt.
“Okay, well that’s done,” I manage in a slightly breathless voice. Then, I place his leg gently back on the bed, reluctant to let go of him but equally eager to back away from the temptation of his body. As I finish my work, I find myself panting a little, turned on by the proximity of the cowboy, his naked flesh, and my own desire to know what it’d feel like to be pressed hard against him.
His eyes gleam knowingly, watching my every move with deep fascination.
“Much appreciated, Darcy. Feels better already.” Ranger’s voice is thick.
“Of course, any time. Night now.”
“Goodnight. Sleep tight, hon.”
I leave the cowboy’s room and shut the door firmly behind me. But I take a moment and lean against the hard wood, fighting the desire to run back into his arms. After a few deep breaths, I pry myself off the door and enter my own room, needing refuge from my feelings and the intense attraction I feel toward this mysterious man.
6
RANGER
Darcy exits the bedroom, her curvy ass disappearing as the door shuts, and for a moment, I regret that she’s gone back to her own bed.
Then, I curse myself and look for something to throw at the wall.