Page 58 of Cowboy Under Siege


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She inched closer to him and looped her hand around his nape, pulling him down. When their lips brushed in a soft kiss, she felt the caress in the pit of her soul.

She dropped back to meet his stare. “You make me feel free too, Jaren. With you, I can be myself. And that’s something I’ve never experienced before.”

He pressed a soft kiss between her brows that made her tremble. Then he took her by the hand and led her back to the motorcycle. The rest of the group would go on to the next destination, but Jaren turned the bike around and headed for Stone Pass.

As they rode, Trinny reflected on the moment they’d just shared and on her life. The wind in her hair and the feel of her lover’s body in front of her helped open up her mind even more and she was able to examine her situation deeper.

She’d spent years and years so locked up, making her mother happy and keeping up appearances she cared nothing about. She was close to no one and fought to find her place in the world, which resulted in testing out new friends in new locations around the world, but none of that made her happy.

Then…she stood with Jaren overlooking a valley and knew her place. In the photo he snapped of them, she could see the light in her eyes and how genuine her smile was.

She sucked in a deep breath of mountain air as the bike geared down. Her focus shifted from her internal concerns to Jaren and their surroundings.

They were back in the small town of Stone Pass. Tiny shops and the park flashed by her. Then they were rolling toward the long, winding road that led to the lodge.

She squeezed her arms around Jaren tighter and pressed her cheek to his spine. He covered her hand with his own, bringing a smile to her face. Yes, arealsmile.

This man had opened up a whole new world to her, a new way of living. The thought of leaving these treasures behind and moving on to try to find new ones sent a sharp pang through her chest. But it had to be done. This was Jaren’s life—one he claimed for himself after the hell he’d obviously endured.

Trinny had to find her own path. He’d only let her borrow his for a time.

Just as soon as she was safe, she’d have to make a choice—to pedal backward to her old life or forward toward a new one.

Jaren took a curve, and together they leaned into it, their bodies automatically shifting in one synchronized motion.

Suddenly, tears filled her eyes. The thought of never knowing this deep link again hurt.

And she wished more thananything…that she wouldn’t eventually be making her journey alone.

* * * * *

Jaren and Trinny broke apart, panting from their orgasm. Perspiration stood on his neck and he closed his eyes on the sensations coursing through his body.

“Did I kill you then?” Her amused tone penetrated the haze of pleasure he floated in, and he cracked an eye to look at her.

She hovered over him, mussed hair tumbling around her shoulders and the softest smile on her lips.

“We never even made it to the bed.” He reached up and tugged the weighted blanket over her shoulders, pinning her body down on his again.

Her carefree laugh came with a smoky edge from her screams of bliss.

“That’s the second time we ended up on the floor.”

“Mmm.” He skated his hands down her sides, memorizing her curves. Their day had been great from start to finish. One of the most memorable days of his life.

“We skipped dinner.” Her comment swung him to the present.

“Youskipped dinner. I had mine.” He slid his hand lower to probe her drenched pussy.

Her lips popped open on a sigh as he stroked his fingertip over her clit.

“Do that again. It feels sooo good.”

Watching her face, he strummed her bundle of nerves again and again. Her body tensed. Her thighs parted, and he took that as an invitation.

Casting off the heavy blanket, he rolled her onto her back and propped her knees up, splayed wide. When he sank his tongue into her well-fucked, still-quivering pussy, she clutched at his hair and cried out.

Right this second, his only job was to coat his tongue with her honeyed juices and to make her sob his name. He’d been with plenty of other women, but not one affected him this way.

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