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Then…he guidedbothme and his horse to the porch. He dropped my bags on the steps and let go of me. I moved to take a step back. This shouldn’t be happening.
He just kissed me.
Denver Langston kissed me.
I needed to get out of here, before I let my heart take over.
“You move one fucking inch, I will take you over my knee,” the cowboy threatened, not looking at me.
What in the hell was going on?
Denver tied his horse to the porch, and the beast didn’t mind. He was munching on the flower bed, living his best life.
A hand wrapped around my arm again, and then my bags were lifted. He opened the front door of the house that I just said goodbye to and tossed my bags back on the floor.
His eyes found mine and I sucked in a breath.
Then my back was against the door, his body against mine, my face was in his hands.
“What are you doing?” I whispered.
“Not letting you go,” he hissed, baring his white teeth.
Then he kissed me.Again.
It was filled with anger. His tongue pushed inside of my mouth, taking over. I was clumsy at this. I hadn’t been kissed in years. He didn’t seem to mind, though. In fact, he growled with I stroked my tongue with his. God, he tasted good, like mint.
My body was on fire, his smoke all around me,inme, taking my breath away with each punishing kiss. His teeth pulled on my lower lip, and I whimpered. Another sound left him, rumbling from his broad, hard chest. It went straight to my core. My hands finally got with the damn program and wrapped around his neck, my fingers finally getting to touch his hair. I wanted to touch all of it.
“Denver,” I rasped, pulling away from him.
“Fuck, the way you say my name…”
I opened my eyes, and my world was nothing but smoke. His smoke. We were both panting, and I prayed his heart was beating as fast as mine was.
“Can you take your hat off?” I asked.
His eyes darkened. “You want my hat off, baby?” His voice was deep.Rough.
I bit my lip and nodded. He focused on my mouth as he slowly took off his hat and hung it on a coat hook. Then he was back on me, kissing me with abandon, hunger driving him. His hands weren’t on my face anymore. Now, they were drifting down my sides, his thumbs sweeping over my breasts, and down to my hips. When they snaked around to cup my bottom, I broke away, gasping.
“Jesus, your fucking body. I don’t even have you naked yet, and I know it’s perfect,” he whispered as he dropped his head to my neck.
My heart pounded louder and faster as his words settled over me.
I’d never been perfect, not once in my whole life.
I wrapped my arms around his shoulders as he trailed wet, hot,scorchingkisses down my neck. His hands squeezed my ass and then his long fingers began to yank up my skirt from behind.
He growled and I heard fabric ripping.
Oh, God.
One of my hands climbed up and snaked into his hair, gripping it tightly. “Smoke,” I breathed. There was another sound of ripping and then I felt the wood of the door against my ass.
This man had just ripped my skirt open from the back.
I was focused on that when he found my ear. “Nod if you want this. If you don’t, I’ll step away,” he ordered, his breath caressing my ear.
