Page 10 of Cowboy Under Siege


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Her wet pussy met his thick length, jolting her with need and surprise. She was straddling a stranger, about to sink down over his cock and take him for a ride.

“I hope I do better than you did on that bull.”

He huffed a laugh. Hooking his hand around her nape, he dragged her down flush on top of him, her breasts and belly squashed against his chiseled body and her lips a breath from his.

“I won’t fuck up this performance. That’s a promise I can make.” With a hard jerk of his hips, he shoved deep inside her.

Ohhh god.The feel of him filling her entirely left her breathless and ready to ignite.

She kissed him with all the need bottled inside her, and he fed her his tongue in slick, knowing flips that stole the rest of her mind.

Their hips rocked hard and fast. He wasn’t immune to her either, if the guttural groans vibrating through his chest told her anything. She answered with whimpers that quickly transformed to something stronger.

His lips seared. His cock filled her to bursting and after he’d rubbed that sensitive spot deep inside her with his fingers, she was all too aware of it now.

Her insides drummed a wild beat. She dug her fingers into his steely pecs and came hard.

He flipped her onto her back, yanked her hips up and slammed into her over and over again. Her mind registered the stiffness of his body and the garbled cry exploding out of his lips.

Liquid heat filling her ratcheted her own orgasm higher until she was pretty damn sure she could reach up and snag a star out of the sky.

They collapsed in a tangle of arms and legs, breathing hard.

He cracked an eye at her and smiled.

Okay, this was where she got nervous. She couldn’t afford for any man to like her, especially since she had something he’d want, even if he didn’t know it yet.

She gave him an awkward wobble of a smile in return. Unable to lie there any longer, she shoved against his chest and rolled away.

But his arms were long and he pulled her back, plastering his hard body against her and anchoring her in place with a thigh.

She looked up at his bedroom ceiling painted a nondescript white with a small, ordinary light in the center. When they flew into his bedroom, tearing at each other like wild beasts, he hadn’t bothered to turn the light on, but she still made out his features clearly through the open blinds that let in enough light from the streetlamps.

Trinny stifled a shiver. He really was a beautiful man. And he’d blown her mind just now.

But it was time to go.

“I better get going,” she said.

He banded his arm tighter around her. “Don’t go yet, Trinny.”

She blinked. “Uh. Okay, sure.”

He teased a fingertip over her collarbone, down the slope of one breast to the tip. It hardened at his callused stroke, and her body came alive again.

His smile loomed into her vision as he leaned over her and started kissing her again in toe-curling sweeps that soon grew out of control and left him reaching for another condom, which he put on himself this time.

Okay, maybe she could stay for another round. Then she most definitely would be leaving the arms of her one-night stand.

ChapterThree

Jaren grabbed his travel mug from the cupholder of his pickup and slammed the door. As he crossed the small parking area to the WEST Protection office, he slowed his pace to soak in his surroundings.

Damn, had the fields ever looked so green? The mountains so striking against the bright blue sky?

When he approached the office his boots crunched on gravel with admittedly more swagger this morning. Last night was…well, he wouldn’t forget Trinny for a long time to come. Now that he’d had a taste of her, he would be comparing every other woman he hooked up with to her.

It still kind of irked him that she left in the night without a word. He’d kept her screaming for him several times for multiple rounds. A member of WEST never quit. Neither did an Abel. He was both.

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