“Thank you. That might even earn you one more look at my pussy, hot stuff.” Beau lets out a delicious, dark chuckle. “No question, that’s absolutely happening more than once before tonight is over.” Before I can evade him, he drags my bottom lip between his teeth, slowly tugging in a move that makes my clit throb, and successfully pulls my brain apart at the same time. “The deal was one time.” Beau slips his hand over mine, then threads our fingers together to begin leading me in the direction of the barn. “One time, huh? That sure as hell sounds like a strange way to say one night.”
