Page 8 of Cowboy Under Siege


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Trinny’s boots tapped the pavement. They were six steps away now—five if he had his way. His cock was bursting with need. Her flavor swirled on his tongue and fogged his brain with lust.

When they reached the porch steps, he said, “Screw this,” and whipped her up into his arms.

She let out a whoop of surprise that was all cowgirl even though he’d bet his Harley on the fact that she wasn’t.

She threw her arms around his neck, wrapped her thighs around him and slammed her lips over his as he stumbled up the steps to the door.

Jabbing a finger at the number pad of the door lock, he rushed into the rented house.

He’d already passed go on all counts.

He wastaking this woman to bed. She was all over him, her lips moving against his and down his jaw to the pulse hammering in his neck.

She swiped her tongue along his flesh, eliciting a growl from him.

Shoving one shoulder into the door to slam it shut, he whirled for his room, located at the back of the house.

Trinny’s fingers worked over the buttons of his shirt and had his chest half bared before they reached his bedroom.

He let her slide down the length of his body to her feet, cupped her face and claimed her lips again. In a heartbeat the kiss turned carnal. Their tongues tangled and probed deeper as they dug their fingers into each other’s bodies.

He went for her shirt, barely popping the top few buttons before letting out a noise of frustration and ripping it over her head. Creamy skin filled his vision, leaving him panting at the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra and her small, perfect breasts were right there for the taking.

She shoved him in the chest, propelling him back a step toward his king-sized bed.

“I like that you’re as out of control as me,” he ground out with a grin.

Her expression turned playful, her smile widening. “Let’s see if you live up to those kisses.” She shoved him again, and he took her down to the bed with him, rolling her body under his and wedging his hips between her thighs so she could feel just how damn hard he was for her.

She slid her hands under his shirt and shoved it off his shoulders. When he dipped his mouth to one pink rosebud nipple, she cried out and scored his shoulders with her fingernails.

God, yes.The burn was so…damn…good.

He reached between their bodies and undid the button of her jeans, then worked open his belt to get at his cock.

Normally, he’d shove his jeans down and not remove them the whole way, but this time—with this woman—he wanted them both completely naked.

This time, with this woman, he wanted to go all in.

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Trinny didn’t date, but if she did, it wasn’t overly confident tattooed men with a dark gleam in their eyes. But this man hit all the high points plus a few pinnacles she wasn’t even ready for.

He sucked her nipples. He tore off the rest of her clothes.

He…went…down on her.

A scream bottled in her throat as his talented tongue pinned her clit while he worked two fingers deep inside her, twisting, stretching until she writhed on the verge of release.

He withdrew his fingers, leaving her body throbbing on emptiness.

“I want your cock inside me,” she cried out.

Just like she never dated men like Jaren—let alone climbed into bed with them after only knowing them for a few minutes—sheneversaid things like that.

Yet she couldn’t exist another moment without that thick, hard length she felt behind his fly sinking deep inside her.

Instead of taking her very bold cue, he remained where he was—and buried his tongue in her.

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