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She glanced over at the bound cowboy, who was fighting against his restraints, his cock still hard as a railroad spike, yet, telltale wetness spread across his belly. The blond man stumbled back as the dark-haired cowboy rose to his feet. A sexy, secret smile, followed by a gentle touch of the blond’s hands. Then they exchanged a sinuous full-body hug, cock to cock, their hands stroking, caressing sweaty, bared skin as they shared a hot, long soul kiss. Sweat trickled between her breasts and her nipples tingled as if they were touching her. After they reluctantly broke apart, exchanging soft murmurs and soft laughter, they moved toward the bound cowboy as one unit.

That's when I met Bobby. Bobby Wilcox was gorgeous. Tall, blonde, and handsome, he had girls swooning over him as soon as they saw him. I was no different. I met him at a party and couldn't get enough. He told me he loved me. I believed him and, for a time, believed that we would live happily ever after.

Then she remembered- while she was exploring her room, she had seen one of the cupboards that had books in it, and she went in search of one. She found a few titles and decided to stick to some historical romance she found, about the Comanche warriors and blood moons, Texans, war and the Prairie. It was just as she sat down that she heard Charity's familiar knocking pattern. Pulling open the door, she saw her friends and ushered them in.

Available now on Kindle, KU, and A****n. A Gladewater Christmas - A Gladewater Novella When Tricia Wade, the Martha Stewart of the South, and Canadian Cowboy, Walker James, find themselves stranded together in a freak snowstorm in Gladewater, Texas, they'll either kill each other or never want to be apart again. Release November 23, 2022, Read on for a sneak peek of UNBROKEN: Book Two of The Gladewater Series... Chapter One WEDDING PLANS

My heart beats fast, and I feel a wetness between my legs that I can’t ignore. One gray afternoon, it was pouring rain outside. The library was dead empty. No one to bother me. I locked the front door early and turned the sign to closed. My hands were sweaty as I picked out my four favorite books from the back shelf. There was the pirate story with Captain Thorne, a tough guy who sails the seas and takes what he wants. Then the vampire book with Lord Draven, all dark and mysterious, with eyes that pull you in. Next, the cowboy tale with Buck, rough and ready from the wild west. And finally, the barbarian adventure with Garrick, a big brute who fights with his hands and conquers everything. E

I professed my ownership a few more times while I watched her adjust the stirrups to accommodate her long legs, but my professions hit on deaf ears. When I looked at Cindy with total frustration, she shrugged her shoulders and tacked up her own horse. I had two choices. I could either give up and tack up Peter to ride along with them or battle the evil vampire for my horse. Since I knew that Amelia was just looking for an opportunity to fight -and possibly kill- me, I resigned myself to the fact that the bitch had won and tacked up my even tempered and sure footed gelding, Peter. All the while I silently hoped that Roger would prove the devil for Amelia to deal with. Lady Luck must have

My hand reached out almost automatically and I picked up a worn paperback titled “Beneath the Wolf Moon.” A wolf-themed romance. Go figure. “You are going for those cheesy ones,” Emma teased from a nearby shelf. “They’re comforting,” I replied, hugging the book to my chest. “You always know who ends up together, no one actually gets punched in the face, and the girl doesn’t have to decide between two emotionally unstable guys.” She snorted. “Wish real life worked like that.” “Same.”

Now I was the one getting surprised. Like a robot, I walked back into the room. Rowan’s eyes lit up the moment he saw me. He twirled me around, disregarding the tears staining my cheeks. His hands found the choker I had bought, and he clasped it slowly around my neck before his palms slid down to my thighs. A few minutes ago I would have moaned and gasped under his touch, but now his hands felt like needles piercing my skin. “See, little mouse, just looking at your smooth skin turns me on,” he murmured as his hands moved up. “Don’t you think so, Bianca? Isn’t my wife pretty?”

he shakes his head. Rowan bends to pick something off the table. “Here…” he hands me a book. I frown and look at the cover. Hero Author- Lauren Rowe. “Is it good?” I ask him. “Rayna recommended it…” he tells me. I nod, with champaign and the book the flight didn’t seem that long. I was bawling my eyes out on the first chapter already. Goodness Colby is the best guy out there. When I’m on the sixtieth chapter Rowan tells me we’ve landed.

he growled, unsatisfied with her tentative pace. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he forced her to lean forward against his chest, then bucked up hard from below, his cock spearing deep with brutal force. Karolin sat up with a gasp, clutching his shoulders, bouncing wildly as he set the rhythm, her breasts jiggling with each impact. Leaning down, she swirled her tongue around his nipple. He groaned and slapped her ass cheeks, the cracks echoing, leaving red handprints that stung deliciously.