Alive and Wells (Wells Ranch, #1)

by Bailey Hannah

Up close, and in the bright daylight, his dark hair’s threaded with the occasional gray that glistens like tinsel.

Hot

don’t need to go all the way to her panties to feel how badly she wants me. I haven’t even touched her yet, and it’s running down her thigh.

Um. Wut?

“As beautiful as you are, and as badly as I want to make love to you from now until the sun comes up, the most I can offer is cuddles.”

“I’m going to be gentle with you”—he flicks a tongue across my nipple, and I tug his hair at the roots, rolling my hips against the hard outline of his cock—“until you don’t want me to be. You’re in control, darlin’.”

oh.

“He never picks the easy ones, does he?” I shake my head. “Nah, look at his wife,” Denny says. Jackson yells, “Better not be talking shit about my beautiful angel of a wife.”

My favorite line honestly