Page 2 of Ride 'em Cowboy

Fiona’s cowboy dude ignored the blonde, which didn’t surprise her.She was guessing this guy had been around the block a time or two and recognized jailbait when he saw it.

Fiona tossed her head back, letting her mane of dark hair bounce around her shoulders before it settled in a riotous tangle of curls down her back.The metal bull was coming around again, and she was pretty sure the guy’s time was just about up.Wasn’t there an eight-second rule or something attached to these things?

She timed it perfectly, leaning forward to give him a tantalizing glimpse of her ample bosom just as he came ‘round again.She caught his gaze, letting her mouth form a surprised “oh” before she grinned saucily to let him know the peep show was intentional.

He did her one better though.Throwing his leg across the back of the bucking, bouncing pile of metal he slid to the ground amid a thunderous outbreak of applause.Not bothering to slow down, he strode over to where she stood, still leaning on the fencing.Wrapping one muscular arm around her waist he plucked her over the safety rails and proceeded to devour her mouth like a starving coyote on a drought-plagued range.

The man knew how to kiss!

Fire ignited deep in her belly and she wrapped her arms around his neck, returning his kiss with every ounce of pent-up lust and frustration she’d been harboring since her last get-laid-quick adventure.No man had ever kissed her quite like this though -- hard and fast, with an overwhelming hint of more and better things to come.He held her tight against his body, and she savored the feel of his sleekly muscled chest pressing against her.He was as solid as a rock, with wide shoulders that tapered to his waist.As for below the beltline, let’s just say she wasn’t left in any doubt about his attraction to her.

She sure hoped he used his mouth as well in the bedroom as he did in the bar.He bent her back over his arm with practiced ease, using his tongue to explore the depths of her mouth.She gave back as good as she got, wordlessly letting him know that she wanted to get to know him better.Much better.

She could hear the roar of the crowd in the background, like a muffled noise in the distance.Briefly, she wondered if maybe she was in over her head this time.The cowboy didn’t strike her as easy to manipulate, even with great sex.Then his tongue slid along the side of hers and up the inside of her cheek.At the same time, he moved one hand to caress the side of her breast.

Oh yeah.This was going to happen.

When they finally came up for air, he stood her upright and brushed the hair off her face with a surprisingly gentle touch.Leaning in close, he lowered his voice to a sexy whisper.“Can a cowboy buy a lady a drink?”

She used her tongue to trace the outline of her lips and watched as his eyes turn a deep smoky gray.“He certainly can.The lady thinks that’s a great idea.How about Sex on the Beach?”

The cowboy grinned, mirth dancing in the depths of those sexy eyes.“I think I can arrange for that.Did you want the drink first?”

She arched one brow, thrilled to find a smoking-hot guy who knew how to flirt.Sure, sex was her main objective but foreplay was like adding spices -- it made the end result so much tastier.

He tipped his hat, a sexy grin curving the corner of his lips.“As you wish.One Sex on the Beach, coming right up.”

Taking a firm grip on her hand, he towed her behind him as he headed to the bar.Nice.He didn’t want to take a chance on losing her on the crowded floor, at least that’s what she told herself.

Some days, it was a difficult juggling act.She didn’t like to think of herself as a slut, but when you go out looking for one-night stands with guys who are after that very thing, it’s kind of hard to convince yourself that you’re still a “good girl.”

Wow.If the crowd at the office could see her now, they’d be horrified!

Okay, let’s face it.They’d drop to their knees and pray for her damned soul before organizing an intervention that would probably end in her wearing a chastity belt with no key.Did she mention she worked for a church?Yeah, a bible thumping, praise the Lord place.Kind of explained why she wandered so far from home to find her one-night hookups.

It took a bit of work to get from the bull pit to the bar.She wasn’t quite sure what to make of the surprised looks on most of the faces when they saw her attached to Mr.Cowboy.She sincerely hoped it didn’t mean there was someone else he usually dragged around behind him.She didn’t do other women’s men.Been on the wrong side of that one before, and she never wanted to hurt someone else the way she’d been hurt.

The cowboy and she needed to have a conversation before she got in over her head.Hopefully it wasn’t too late.She could feel the moisture in her pussy, her gut anticipating a very carnally satisfying end to the evening.

They finally managed to fight their way through the crowd to the bar and hauled themselves up onto side-by-side barstools.The bartender materialized in front of them, and by the speculative look on his face, that conversation needed to happen real soon.

“The usual, Wyatt?And what can I get for your…” He hesitated long enough to make it a question.“…lady friend?”

“Yes, the usual, and the lady is interested in Sex on the Beach.”

The bartender stood stock-still for a moment, his brows reaching skyward.“I’ll have to look that one up.Most of the patrons hereabouts aren’t into those fancy drinks.”He looked right at her, and it wasn’t a friendly kind of look.“I suppose you’d like one of those fancy little umbrella things in the drink?”

She felt the heat flush her cheeks, and that pissed her off.It also made her wonder if she really was poaching on someone else’s property.She tried her hardest not to let the annoyance show on her face.“Don’t bother.I’ll take another of whatever is on tap.”

The bartender snorted before turning away to get the order.

Fiona turned to the cowboy.Time for some disclosure type talk.“So you single, or what?”

He studied her for a long moment before answering.“Does it matter?”

“Hell yeah.I’m out for a good time, and that means not hurting someone else to get it.You got an old lady stashed somewhere, I’ll go look elsewhere for my fun.”

“Well I guess it’s your lucky day then.”He cocked his head and slanted her a sensual smile.“I’m as free as they come.No old lady.No ex.No kids.You got any other rules I should know about before we tangle?”

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