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“I plan to,” I murmured after he walked off. I’d been hot for two cowboys for hours, ever since I pointed my gun at them in Poppy’s living room. Shane’s dirty talk… God, that had been hot. It had made my nipples hard, my panties wet. I wanted what they offered. Why shouldn’t I take it? No strings. Only orgasms. It was insane, but… yes, please.
I walked over to join Shane, Finch and Poppy. “Hey! Having fun?” she asked.
“Great party,” I said, glancing around. The band was playing. People were dancing. Skating. Drinking.
“Thanks.” Someone shouted Poppy’s name, and we looked toward the dance floor. A small group waved her over.
“Gotta run!”
She dashed off, leaving me with Shane and Finch.
“I accept your offer,” I blurted out before I could change my mind.
Finch’s hand froze, the beer he was drinking halfway to his mouth. “Sugar,” he murmured, and I watched as his gaze heated. He handed the beer to a passing waiter without looking away from me.
Shane took a step closer, tucked my hair back over my shoulder. I shivered even though I wasn’t cold at all.
“I want to sample the goods first,” I said.
“What?” Shane asked, a crease forming in his brow.
I shrugged. “You said no relationship, so you’re offering a service of sorts. I want to know I’ll be satisfied.”
“That’s right. You don’t have to buy the whole cow. You’ll get the milk for free.”
My mouth fell open at Shane’s words. Processed, then rolled my eyes. “Wrong analogy. A woman has no interest in buying the whole pig when all she wants is a little sausage.”
Shane’s deep laugh had people turning to look our way. “Fine,” he replied. “Only the sausage.”
“And they’re not little,” Finch added with a wink.
“I still want a sample first.” I shrugged, tried to sound casual. “I mean, a woman’s got to know if a man’s worth taking to bed.”
Finch grinned. “Challenge accepted.”
Shane took my hand, led me around the side of the barn. “You don’t have to worry your pretty little head about that.”
“Wait, where are we going?” I asked as the glow from the fairy lights disappeared, the sounds from the party faded. We were alone.
Finch was right behind us.
“You want a sample, we’ll give you a sample.” Shane moved in, pressed me against the wall. Kissed me.
Holy shit, could he kiss. A big hand cupped my cheek and held my head right where he wanted me. I moaned when he nipped my lower lip, then angled us so he could go deep, his tongue tangling with mine. My nipples hardened. My core ached to be filled. My body went soft, pliant, and between the barn at my back and the hard press of his body against my front, I remained upright.
The temperature hovered well below freezing and I should have been a block of ice standing outside away from the heat lamps, but I was burning up. I was surprised the snow at our feet didn’t melt. The zipper on my thick down jacket slid all the way down. His lips brushed along my jaw to my ear.
“Fuck, you taste so good. Are you this sweet everywhere?” Shane asked.
I whimpered at his question. His tongue flicked the very sensitive spot behind my ear, then moved down the side of my neck.
I gripped his coat, held on for dear life.
“This is crazy,” I said, my eyes opening to look up at the sea of stars across the inky-black sky. My breath came out in little clouds of steam.
“Not crazy. Perfect. You wanted a sample, sugar.” Finch stood directly beside me. His warm hand slid under my sweater, over the bare skin of my belly to cup my small breast. “Fuck, you’re so soft.”
I could barely see his face—the bright moonlight was shielded by the wide brim of his cowboy hat—as his other hand joined the first beneath my clothes and played with my nipples through my bra. My back arched instinctively into his calloused palms.
