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  “You are so beautiful, so soft. I’ve wanted to see these…to touch them, since the first minute I saw you.” His fingers were tracing circles on her skin, moving closer to her rosy nipples. Ann watched, mesmerized, as he bent his head, pulling one nipple into his mouth. She closed her eyes, winding her fingers through his thick hair, another jolt of arousal thumping deep inside.

  She looked down, watching as he sucked on one nipple, drew it into his mouth, his tongue caressing her. It grew hard as he sucked, and she felt herself growing wet. He pulled away, moving to the other breast, taking his time, kissing her skin, pulling that nipple into his mouth. Ann’s arousal spiraled higher as she held him to her. Jason finally pulled away, leaving both nipples hard and damp.

  Jason stood, his eyes meeting hers. He undid the buttons on his shirt, his eyes never leaving hers. The instant his shirt was off, Ann had her hands on his body, fingers moving over all that smooth skin, tracing the contours of the hard muscles beneath. She leaned forward, catching one brown nipple in her mouth, flicking her tongue over it, grazing it with her teeth. Jason gasped, his fingers tangled in her hair.

  Looking down, she could see the bulge of Jason’s cock straining against the front of his jeans. She ran her hand down the front of his body, feeling the heat and hardness of his erection though the denim. She cupped him, squeezing gently and she heard Jason moan, felt him jerk against her hand.

  She broke away, looking down, watching her own eager fingers as she undid the button and zipper on his jeans. Jason tugged his jeans down over his narrow hips, kicking them off his long legs, his cock free of the confines of the denim, rising up, long and hard from the apex of his thighs. Ann bit her lip; it had been a long time since she’d had any man in her bed, and even longer since she’d seen a cock this big, this beautiful.

  Her fingers trembled slightly as she reached for him, as she wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft, hot and hard. She heard him exhale as she squeezed him gently, stroking him slowly, the silky feel of his skin over the hard shaft making her moan a little herself.

  “Oh… God... what you do to me.” His eyes were hot in the soft evening light. He grabbed her arms, tipping her backward onto the bed. He made quick work of the button and zipper on her jeans, tugging them and her panties down her legs.

  He stood for a moment, looking down at her, his eyes traveling over her body, lingering here and there. “You’re so beautiful, Ann.” He smiled. “I keep repeating myself, but you are. From the first moment I saw you today, I wanted this to happen. It’s been the hardest working day of my life, knowing you were so close, hoping I’d get this chance.”

  He climbed up on the bed beside her, pulling her against him, holding her in his arms, his lips finding her mouth again. His kiss was intense, his lips claiming hers, his tongue insistently probing her mouth.

  Ann felt his erection pressing against her hip, just as insistent as his kiss. She reached for him, holding him, stroking his cock. He moaned against her mouth, his hips flexing forward as he responded to her touch.

  “God that feels so good… it’s been such a long time….” Ann recognized the passion and longing in Jason’s voice, matching her own feelings of desire.

  Jason ran his hands down Ann’s body, his fingers tracing patterns on the skin of her breasts, over her stomach, sliding lower, moving between her legs. His fingers slid over her clit, making her jerk, a soft cry escaping her lips. Then he probed further, his fingers inside her, stroking her, making her cry out loudly, breaking away from his kiss.

  Ann’s hips were rising, twisting on the bed as Jason thrust his fingers into her. She clung to him for a moment, letting him touch her, letting his fingers work all sorts of magic, waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

  Finally it was too much. She pulled away, looking up at Jason. “Now, Jason… please.”

  Jason moved over her, his cock pressing against her inner thigh. He held her face in his hands a moment before sliding himself into her body. Ann exhaled, a soft moan escaping her lips. She felt him flex his hips, pushing himself completely inside her.

  “Oh, Jason… yes.” His eyes were dark in the soft light. She sensed the same passion and longing she felt, in Jason.

  Ann watched Jason’s face as he pulled back, thrusting his cock slowly into her, over and over, each stroke fueling the arousal she felt. They held each other’s gaze as he increased his pace, driving himself into her harder, faster.

  They were locked in this primal dance, their bodies moving together in a perfect rhythm. Ann felt herself being driven toward the edge, the heat and passion rising in her body. She rolled her hips upward, meeting Jason thrust for thrust, his sounds mixing with her moans and cries. Each thrust of his cock pushed her further, took her closer to her orgasm, sent waves of arousal crashing through her body.

  Suddenly she was coming, crying out loudly, arching up against Jason. She twisted on the bed, her hands clutching at the sheets. Wave after wave of pleasure broke over her as Jason continued thrusting into her, her orgasm seeming to go on forever. She could feel her body contracting around Jason’s cock, could feel every nuance of him inside her as she came.

  She was still shaking when she felt Jason tense above her, every muscle in his body taut as he sought his release. Ann watched his face, his eyes tightly shut, lips parted.

  “Jason…,” she breathed his name. He opened his eyes, looking down at her.

  “Oh, God, Ann. This is… oh, fuck… this is amazing….” His words trailed off into incoherent sounds of pleasure.

  Ann felt him thrust sharply once, twice into her, before holding himself buried inside her, poised on the edge of his release, his hips driving his cock into her.

  “Jason…,” she said his name again, her fingers brushing his face.

  That was enough to send him over the edge. Jason threw his head back, a primal sound coming from his lips. His thrusts were short, sharp… erratic jabs, and then she felt him coming, his seed flooding into her, hot and wet, filling her as his cock pulsed and throbbed inside her.

  He held himself above her a moment longer, and then collapsed on top of her, his arms holding her tightly against him as the last waves of his orgasm flooded through him, his hips still flexing randomly. She could still feel his cock moving slightly, fainter pulses and twitches.

  Ann felt his body gradually relax, and he rolled to her side, pulling her with him, his cock sliding from her body. He held her a long time, breathing hard, his body covered with a sheet of perspiration, one long leg thrown across her hip.

  Finally his breathing slowed, and he rolled onto his back. Ann curled up next to him, resting her head on his shoulder.

  “Holy cow, Ann. That was… you’re incredible. That was amazing.”

  Ann ran her hand across his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart with her fingers.

  “Yeah… it was pretty intense.” Ann ran her fingers across one taut nipple, feeling it pucker at her touch.

  “It’s been a long time,” she whispered.

  “Yeah… it has.” Jason turned his head, looking down at her. “You mean for you?” He laughed. “I think it’s been a long time for both of us.”

  Chapter 2 – Love Me Tender

  They lay wrapped in each other’s arms for a long time, Ann’s head on Jason’s chest as he gently stroked her hair. The twilight outside had deepened into night, and the room was dark, the only light coming from the kitchen down the hall. Ann could hear the sheep outside, the noises they made when they were looking for their dinner. She sighed, knowing as comfortable as she was, she’d have to get up to take care of them. But not quite yet. She was reluctant to leave Jason, to break the spell their coming together had created.

  “How much more do you have to do here tomorrow?” She didn’t really want to think about Jason being finished on her ranch, but she knew it was inevitable that he would be leaving.

  “About half a day. Then we’re… I mean, I’m done for the season.”

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sp; “And then where do you go?” Ann tensed, waiting for the answer she didn’t want to hear; that he had a wife, or a girlfriend…A home far away, with someone waiting for him.

  “This time? Nowhere really. I don’t have any place to go… anymore.”

  Ann looked up at Jason. “You have no home other than the shearing van?”

  Jason’s fingers tense against her body. He took a deep breath, blowing it out slowly. She wondered if he was going to answer her. When he did, his voice was low, hesitant.

  “I live with…lived with my girlfriend, with Sarah.”

  Ann felt her heart skip a beat. The Sarah from the phone call…I knew this was too good to be true.

  “She’s… we… I lived there until the beginning of this season. Until she kicked me out, basically.”

  Jason shifted, pushing himself up against the head of the bed, pulling the sheet across his lap. Ann sat up beside him, tugging the sheet over her body. He reached over, taking her hand in his, idly playing with her fingers as they lay in his lap.

  “Sarah wants… wanted something I can’t give her. She’s looking for more than an itinerant sheep shearer. Her ideal dream is the whole white picket fence experience, a man with steady work who’s home every night, who doesn’t smell like sheep, who’s not gone for weeks at a time. A man who can give her a family, and be there to take care of them.”

  There was tension in his voice as he continued. “She said if I chose to go with Ben, that was it, we were finished. If I left with Ben, she told me she’d toss all my stuff out, have the locks changed, and I’d never see her again.”

  He sighed. “I don’t have all that much stuff anyway, and that didn’t really matter, but I told her this is what I wanted, Ben is family, and he needs my help… but more than that, that I love this way of life. It’s not the only thing I do. There’s other seasonal work, and I worked on nearby sheep ranches during the rest of the year. It’s not that I can’t… or won’t… support her. I can. But for some reason, explaining what I do to her friends and family just embarrasses the hell out of Sarah.”

  “That must be hard… knowing someone you love doesn’t understand you or what you love.”

  Jason sighed. “You have no idea how hard it is. I loved Sarah… still do on some level. But I can’t live with someone and not be who I am, be who I want to be. This is what I know, what I love. And it’s not like it would be like this forever; my back and knees would give out long before the rest of me did. But she said it was now or never, and she chose never.”

  Ann thought back to her husband, David. Jason was still holding her hand, and she gave his a slight squeeze.

  “The same thing, or something similar, happened here, with me. My husband… David… thought having sheep was silly. But it was something I wanted to try. He wanted cattle, thought raising those was a ‘manly’ thing to do. Not sheep though. But I found that I loved it, everything to do with them. But the more I fell in love with raising the sheep, the more David fell out of love with me.”

  Ann took a deep breath. “And in the end, it’s what drove us apart… made him leave me… leave the ranch. This turned out to be my life, not his. He couldn’t love me and what I did at the same time.”

  She looked up at Jason, offering him a sad smile. “We seem to have more in common than just sheep.”

  Jason slid down in the bed, pulling Ann with him. She rolled on top of him, her hands splayed across his chest, her body nestling between his muscular thighs. His cock was pressed against her stomach, and she could feel it growing hard again.

  “Love is complicated. You’d think it should be easy, but it’s not. You love someone, everything is perfect….” Her voice was almost a whisper.

  “I don’t think love’s enough though… sometimes. With some people.” Jason looked up at her in the soft light. “It should be, but I don’t think it is.”

  Jason ran his fingers down her cheek. She could see the sadness in his eyes. As he ran one finger over her mouth, she parted her lips, letting him slip his finger inside her mouth. She flicked her tongue over his finger, suckling it with teasing intensity.

  It was a long time before Ann got to the barn to feed the sheep. Jason made her forget everything, except for the longing and need in her body. His ability to make her senses come alive, to make her body sing with pleasure drove every other thought out of her mind.

  When they finally managed to untangle their limbs from the sheets, he pulled on his jeans and boots and helped her with the neglected chores. Ann watched as he moved efficiently around the barn, no stranger to hard work and any chores that involved sheep. She stood near the open barn door as Jason leaned over into one of the stalls, talking to a sheep that was penned due to an injury. His soft voice and gentle manner had the skittish sheep eating out of his hand.

  Ann walked over, leaning on the gate. An idea was working its way around in her mind but she wasn’t sure what Jason would think.

  “You have quite a way with sheep. Beck here has been miserable without the flock. This is the calmest I’ve seen her in days.”

  Jason laughed. “Ben says I’m part sheep. He would always find me in the sheep pasture, or curled up with the ewes after they’d had their lambs. I love lambing season, always have. Even though it’s non-stop days without sleep, there’s just something magical about all those newborn lambs.”

  He straightened, turning to Ann. “You must have quite a job here, all by yourself. Lambing season… heck, any season with sheep is a lot of work.”

  Ann smiled. “It’s an amazing amount of work. Lambing season puts me behind on everything else. I usually just sleep in the barn, so I’m here for the moms who are having a hard time with delivery, or the newborns that need special attention.”

  Jason shook his head. “You’re a tough lady. You’d never know, looking at you.” He caught her look, laughing. He took a step toward her, pulling her against him, taking her hand. “Look.” He made a circle of his fingers, placing them around her wrist. His big fingers easily circled her wrist, overlapping almost to the first joint. “You’re so delicate looking…so tiny.” His voice had grown soft. “Not that you’re weak…but there’s something almost fragile about you. But underneath that there seems to be a core of steel.”

  He held her for a moment, resting her head on his shoulder.

  “Jason?” She could hear the hesitation in her own voice.

  “Hmm?”

  “Can I ask something of you? For you…and for me? If you have nowhere to go after tomorrow, will you stay here?” Her eyes met his, hoping against hope she hadn’t overstepped her bounds.

  He looked down at her, startled. “You want me to stay with you, here?”

  “Yes. I think… if you want… I mean… I have work. And, well… we… it’s been….” She felt herself blushing, shook her head. “I’m a writer when I have time. You’d think I’d be able to say what I mean.”

  Jason was smiling at her. “Just say the words. We’ll figure it out as we go.”

  “I want you to stay here, since you have no place else to go.”

  “Why?” His voice was light but she sensed something else, a question he wanted an answer to.

  “Because I like you. Because we’re good together. Because I have sheep and you need a job.” Her eyes met his. “It’s not a charity case, I’m offering you legitimate work. But I’d also like you in my bed at night… and in the morning.” She felt her blush deepen. She’d never been so brazen with any man before. “Does that work for you?” She looked into his eyes, holding his gaze.

  He cocked his head at her. “Well, ma’am, I think it’s something I can work with. I mean, work is work. And pleasure is pleasure.” He bent his head, kissing her hard. “And I like being in your bed. I like it a great deal.” He held her face in his hands. Then he stepped away, holding out his hand.

  Ann took it, shaking it formally.

  “Okay then, we have a deal. I’ll start work tomorrow, finish with the shearing first, start o
n whatever else you need done.” He pulled her back into his arms. “But for tonight, I think we should go back to the bedroom, finish up any business we have there. Does that work for you?”

  Before she had time to answer, his mouth was on hers, locked in a kiss. It was a long time before she broke away, looking up at him.

  She smiled. “I like how you think.”

  Chapter 3 – Please Me, Please

  They fell into a routine, their lives meshing together. Jason took on the tasks around the ranch that Ann had struggled with, working long hours mending fences, clearing land for new pastures, helping with anything Ann needed him to do.

  At night, he was there for her, holding her, making love to her until she was completely satisfied. He’d learned quickly what turned her on, what made her hot.

  Jason asked her what she wanted, talked to her during sex, something David had never done. It was hard at first, embarrassed her terribly. Maybe it was his openness, or his youth. It was rare that she thought about the difference in their ages.

  “What do you like? What can I do to you?” They were lying on her bed, a soft breeze blowing across them from the open window. She shook her head, suddenly embarrassed. “You can say it… there’s nothing you could ask for that should be embarrassing.”

  Ann pulled the pillow over her face, laughing at her own embarrassment. “I’m a grown woman; you’d think I’d be able to ask for what I want.”

  “Should we play Twenty Questions? Or… I could try everything I know, and you tell me when I do the thing you want?” Jason was smiling down at her, his fingers idly playing with one rosy nipple, drawing circles around it, occasionally leaning down to kiss her gently. “Or…I’ll just start kissing you here…” He bent his head, softly kissing the fullness of her breast. “And keep kissing everything in sight until you say stop.”

  Ann closed her eyes for a moment, giving herself over to Jason, the touch of his lips on her skin. But she wanted to watch; he was the first man she’d been with who had said it turned him on when he knew she was watching. And it made her hot, watching as he used his mouth on her, his lips and tongue touching her, his hands on her skin…watching as they had sex, as his cock slid in and out of her body.