But then he brought his hands in to work together with his mouth, and she could no longer have a care about how things should be, or what she found disturbing, because there was only pleasure as he pushed one finger deep inside her, followed by another, as he continued to focus his mouth on that sensitive bundle of nerves there, as he made her feel things, deep and rich and wonderful that she hadn’t imagined she was capable of.

And then he looked up, those familiar brown eyes meeting hers, a completely unfamiliar light in them.

“Come for me, Sammy.” She trembled, the muscles in her thighs shaking. And then he said on a low growl, “Samantha. Come for me.”

And she broke. Utterly dissolved beneath his touch, beneath his mouth, quivering, shaking, near to shattering as the most powerful orgasm she’d ever experienced in her life tore through her like a twister over the plains. Uprooting everything inside her. Everything she knew. Everything she was. Possibly everything she had been on the path to becoming. Rearranging the landscape of what was possible in her. Around her.

She was raw and shaken when it was over, and then he rose up and kissed her on the mouth, the intense flavor of her pleasure evidence that couldn’t be denied.

Her skin was damp. From rain and perspiration and desire.

“There,” he said, his voice rough. “Now you’ve come with a partner.”

Her body still felt like it might belong to someone else, and she was still grappling with that sensation when he began to move away from her. “I’ll let you get some rest.”

“I...”

But she didn’t know quite what to say. And by the time she thought she might have something to say, he was gone. Leaving her behind in her caravan with nothing but the sound of the rain on the roof to ground her to the moment.

Her heart rate still hadn’t returned to normal.

Because she just had an orgasm. With a man.

Not just with a man, but with Ryder. The only man that had ever really mattered.

The one she couldn’t make do without. And suddenly, she was very glad he had left. Very glad that he had given her reprieve.

She peeled her wet clothes from her body and crawled beneath the covers, damp and shivering, still wearing her jewelry.

She didn’t know what had just happened to her.

No. That wasn’t the problem. The problem was she knew exactly what had happened to her. She just didn’t know where she was supposed to go from here.

And the one person that she truly wanted to talk to, the one person that might be able to help her deal with the riot of emotions inside her, was the person who had caused them.

CHAPTER TEN

RYDER COULDN’T GET last night out of his mind. Couldn’t get the taste of Sammy off his tongue, and frankly he didn’t want to anyway. He had done a damned idiotic thing last night, and today he couldn’t be bothered to care. He hadn’t seen her all day, and by the time dinner rolled around, he was anticipating the sight of her like a blow to the face.