April, Dani - Raven's Ranch (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme) (17 page)

Bran stopped the boat just offshore and Raven climbed back inside, dripping wet and now cold that she was outside of the water, but exhilarated from her swim. “Hey, big boy, throw me that towel,” she called to him.

Bran picked up a towel and held it, not handing it to her. She realized he was admiring her body, and for all of what the bikini covered, she might as well have been standing before him nude.

“I like what I see,” he told her, and his comment sent a tingle through her body. A compliment on the way her body looked from a man who had the perfect body had to count for something.

“That’s good,” she teased him, “Because I’ve been enjoying my view all day.”

“Here’s your towel.” He threw it to her.

“Are we about done?” she asked, using the towel to wipe her body and noticing the time. It was starting to get late.

“No, the dredges have been catching on the bottom, and I’m only half finished. We’ll be here several more hours. Pour yourself another cup of wine and relax.”

“I don’t mind.” Her bare feet slipped on the wet boat bottom and she almost tumbled back into the water. “Damn it!” she cursed, realizing she would have to put her boots back on. “I’ll just have more time to enjoy the scenery and work on perfecting my tan.”

“You better hurry up with your tan. The sun’s getting low and when it drops behind that peak up there it’s going to get dark around here real fast.”

Raven sat down, pulled her boots back on, wrapped the towel around her midsection, and placed the cowboy hat Bran had given her that morning back on her head. Sitting there on the edge of the boat in that beautiful spot, naked except for her boots, bikini, and cowboy hat, made her feel incredibly sexy, and as soon as she had her body dried she let the towel slip from her body back to the floor.

This got a lot of stares from Bran and she realized she was making him fumble in his work. She threw her head back and laughed. She had the power to trip up a giant. That was quite a heady feeling. She poured herself some wine in the plastic cup and took a long swallow. It tasted good, but she didn’t really think she needed it. She was already drunk. Not on the wine, because she’d hardly had any, but on the moment. At first Bran’s size made him scary, and he wasn’t afraid to say what he thought, but he would be easy to love, and she wondered what it would be like to do just that.

By the time Bran finished dredging the lake it was pitch-black out and he had to turn on a floodlight on the boat for them to see by. The evening hours had brought tons of mosquitoes across the water and Raven had to wrap the towel back around her body to protect herself.

Bran got the boat moored against the shore and lifted Raven over the side and back onto dry land. He picked her up in his muscle-ripped arms like she was about the size of a toothpick, and just being in his arms for that brief moment sent a delightful shiver across her body.

“You hungry?” he asked.

“I wasn’t going to complain, but I could do with a bite.”

“You like fish?”

Raven nodded. “You got some back in your trailer?” she asked.

“No, but we’ve got a whole lake full right in front of us. Take these blankets and set up an area for us over there. I’ll go get us two fat ones and be back in a minute.”

Raven took the blankets and went over where he directed her, not sure what he was going to do but loving every minute of it. She threw her head back and looked up at the snow-covered peak, hardly visible now in the darkness.

“Hello!” she called into the night, and her word came back to her as an echo off the canyon walls.

In the floodlight of the boat she set up the blankets neatly on the ground, hitting at the mosquitoes on her arm and wishing she had bought some repellent when she was in town the other day.

True to his word, Bran was back in about two minutes and he was carrying two of the biggest fish she had ever seen, still squirming helplessly in his grasp. He was wet, and she realized he had just come out of the water.

“How did you do that so fast?” she asked, amazed.

“There are so many fish in that lake all you have to do is dive in and grab for one.”

“Kind of makes fishing more exciting, doesn’t it?”

He handed the fish to her as he took up a towel and began to dry himself off. Raven held the fish by their tails. They were still squirming. She wasn’t for sure what she was supposed to do with them and held them at arm’s length. She could have sworn one of them tried to turn around and bite her.

“You know how to clean fish?” he asked.

“Afraid I don’t.”

“Well, you’re about to learn.”

He spent the next half hour teaching her how. He started on the first one and gave her pointers. He kneeled by her on the ground and held her hands in his as he told her how to move the knife over the fish scales. His huge hands held her and he guided her every movement. She couldn’t help but be a fast learner with his forceful presence to take her every step of the way.

She was able to do the second fish without his help, and he moved over to start a fire. There were still plenty of leftovers from their lunch, and he brought another bottle of wine from his truck. They had the makings of a small feast before them.

Within an hour Raven was sitting back on the blanket on the ground and enjoying the cool night air and savoring one of the most delicious dinners she’d ever tasted.

“Did you plan this?” she asked him.

“Me?” he asked. “Don’t kid yourself. I’m not that romantic. Things just worked out, but they did turn out pretty fair, didn’t they?”

“I should be getting back to my computer and starting that research. I really have some good ideas and I think I might be able to help…” she trailed off, realizing that this atmosphere did not lend itself to thinking of computers and work.

He was looking at her with evident lust in his eyes. She still was wearing practically nothing but her cowgirl boots. Suddenly his voice became quiet and more serious than before.

“How is this whole proposition working out for you so far, Raven?” he asked her.

“What do you mean?”

He looked down and considered his words. “Well I don’t mean to be impolite, but the whole ranch could hear you screaming the night before last when Chip stayed over with you.”

Raven felt herself blush. “I’m sorry about that.”

“Nothing to be sorry about, it’s your ranch after all, and the screams sounded like good ones, not bad ones. If that had been Roy in there with you I suppose all of us guys would have come running to save you, but Chip’s too gentle to harm a fly and we all saw how the two of you were looking at each other when you went inside.”

This was embarrassing, but since she had multiple partners what could she expect? “I’m still getting used to the idea of having five lovers,” she told him. “Despite what you might think of my actions since coming to live out here, I really have lived a pretty conservative life when it comes to sex. This ranch and all of you guys are so new to me that I’m probably making a million mistakes as I go along.”

“You want to spend the night out here with me, Raven?” he asked. “I’ve got a sleeping bag in my truck, and this is a perfect night for sleeping outdoors. It’s more private for us than the trailer yard.”

She looked across at him and did not answer right away. A million thoughts were flying through her head. Because of his size, she was still somewhat scared of him and at the thought of actually being with him. Maybe he could read those concerns on her face. Probably she was not the first woman who had harbored them when it came to thinking about physical intimacy with the giant man.

“Don’t feel like you have to just because of that crazy offer you made us guys,” he told her, his deep voice sounding sad against the night breeze. “I know you had sex with Connor, and he is real handsome, and you had sex with Chip and he’s also a handsome young guy. I’m just a big former wrestler turned ranch hand who grew too big to really have a normal life. But I want you to know that I’m going to stay on at the ranch and work hard for you and staying here with me tonight doesn’t matter. If you want, I’ll take you back now.”

She reached across the blanket and picked up his giant hand in hers. She felt like such a midget as she was touching him, but also felt a tiny surge of passion starting to flow between her legs.

“I want to stay,” she told him. He squeezed her hand, probably using only a fraction of his great strength, but he felt so warm and nice, and his rock-hard body was still glistening from the lake water in the light of the full moon above.

“How about a midnight swim, sexy lady?” he asked her, that low growl coming up from out of his lungs again.

“That’s a proposition I won’t say no to, big boy,” she cooed in her fake slut’s tone.

He got up off the blanket and in one strong up sweep of his powerful arm, helped her to her feet. “This is one lake where skinny-dipping is allowed.”

“Is it now?”

He yanked on the tie of his gym shorts and they fell off him. Raven could do nothing but stare at his body as it shone in the moonlight. He was towering above her and not moving, letting her get a good look at him. He was a god come back to earth for her, there was no question in her mind. Every curve of his body was hard with muscle, except the shaft that hung between his thighs. He did not have an erection yet. Raven couldn’t imagine what that would be like. He was so long and so thick that at first she thought he already might be erect, but no, he had quite a ways to go yet. Without even realizing what she was doing, she found herself with a hand covering her pubic mound, fingering herself under the fabric of the bikini bottom.

Bran didn’t wait for her but ran down to the water and dived in headfirst. He splashed in the gentle swell and in only a few strokes had made the center, his enormous body as graceful as a whale under the waves.

On impulse, Raven put on her cowboy hat. She untied her top and let it fall to the ground, her nipples rock-hard in the cool night air. Next she bent to untie the two little knots securing her bottom, and it soon joined the top on the ground. She was naked now except for her cowgirl boots and her hat, and it was a good thing, too, because the boots allowed her to walk along the rocky shoreline and keep pace with his strokes in the water without actually diving in yet.

“The water’s great!” he called back to her. “Come on in with me!” His deep voice was caught by the echo of the valley and came back to her out of the depths of the mountains.

She felt somewhat unsure about diving in the water with the huge man. She knew he would fuck her, and she was going to love every minute of it, but still she hesitated and just followed him along the shoreline, as naked as he was except for those high boots and her hat.

“Are you shy, sexy lady?”

“Why, big boy, you’re just making me all sorts of shy up here,” she laughed, and laughed.

“Actually, why don’t you just stay right there and wiggle that cute little ass for me,” he commanded.

Raven turned around and let him get a good view of her naked rump, and she swayed her hips back and forth. She felt so wanton and so alive. She bent down to her knees, spreading her legs just slightly and gave him what she knew must be a perfect view of her pussy lips, which were undoubtedly swollen with her strong desire by this time. She reached down between her legs and stuck a finger inside her pussy. Then she turned around to him and licked her juices off her finger, giving him a better show than he could have gotten at the local strip club.

A gurgling kind of a growl erupted from deep within him. He was saying something, but she couldn’t understand what it was.

“Am I in trouble?” she called to him.

“You have no idea.”

“In that case I don’t think I’m safe getting in there with you.”