Cruz slowed his walk through the lemon groves. He had been watching her for some time. It had been dangerous because her hacienda was covered with men who owed her father loyalty and would shoot him on the spot. But he had wanted to see her. And he had seen her. She had been tossing more than sleeping and her gown had caught about her thighs. It had taken everything in him not to push open her window – fall upon her and press those thighs apart.
His cock throbbed again. He wanted the little witch. Now it was not a question of having her – only a question of when.
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