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Cave Creek Cowboy Menage by Brit Blaise

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CONTENTS Also By Brit Blaise CHAPTER 1 CHAPTER 2 CHAPTER 3 CHAPTER 4 CHAPTER 5 CHAPTER 6 CHAPTER 7 Brit Blaise Amber Quill's Rewards Program ****

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CAVE CREEK COWBOY MÉNAGE By BRIT BLAISE **** ISBN 978-1-60272-189-0 Amber Quill Press, LLC www.amberquill.com

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Also By Brit Blaise Cave Creek Cowboy Another Cave Creek Cowboy Cave Creek Cowboy Christmas Cave Creek Cowboy: Too Many Brides Cave Creek Cowboy In Vegas Cave Creek Cowboy Kama Fix This! Galaxy Gone Wild A Lady's Lessons Out Of Space Music Man Slayers Inc. Taking It Slow 5

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Two Weeks In Paradise The Virginia Model-Logues Wanton Warrior Wild And Wanton [Back to Table of Contents]

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CHAPTER 1 Delectable, edible, fuckable and every other -able didn't begin to describe the next cowboy to participate in the impromptu auction. A single bead of sweat drizzled over the curve of his spectacular pec and tunneled down one of the many valleys created by his lean, mean muscular abs. Zandra wanted to lick him all over. She forced her eyes away from his mouth-watering hard body to see his face as he raised his western hat and placed it reverently over his heart. Jake Harper! His dark hair curled around his tanned, corded neck. Zandra's fingers itched to touch those strands. This wasn't the first time she'd wanted to run her hands through the thick locks. Her heart beat faster. Familiar urges surfaced, grew and then raged in rapid succession. Juices bubbled inside her suddenly warm and tingling sex. Every handsome cowboy she'd ever known, each cowboy hero from the movies, all of them rolled into one major hunk didn't compare with this one. And she didn't understand exactly why his larger than life image had been ingrained in her brain. It had been a fact of life since the day she'd met him. This cowboy was a good as it got ... Wow! She had a way of running into him around every corner, but she'd never seen him with his shirt off until now. Maybe if she'd had seen him like this, she would've been more 7

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aggressive about getting him into her bed. The man exuded sex. And the time had finally come—she wanted some. He managed the ranch where she boarded her three horses. While they didn't talk much, she'd fantasized about him often. Maybe too often. Until now, instead of making her want to be with him, her extreme feelings had made her run in the opposite direction. Their first meeting had been unconventional to say the least. He'd seen her giving a blow job to another man. To make it more complicated, her twin sister had been doing the man with her. And then Zandra had promised Jake a threeway to keep him quiet. She'd never followed through with her vow, though, since every time she'd seen him after that, he'd had a different woman on his arm. His being a player didn't bother her ... much. Not wanting to settle down was a concept she understood. Plain and simple, Zandra had never found the right time ... until now. "I pick that one. Yum." The voice brought her back to reality. Zandra placed an arm around her best friend's shoulder. "I'm trying to keep emotions out of this, as always, but I have very strong urges where that gorgeous cowboy is concerned, cravings strong enough to mess with my head. Remember when I told you Zoe and I gave head to a cowboy and got caught in the act?" "That's him? I'm confused here. Your twin later married the lucky stiff you two did together. I may be drunker than I should be, but that isn't your sister's husband." 8

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Zandra finished her beer. With a major buzz taking hold, it became difficult to collect her thoughts. "That's the man who caught us in the act and then spied on us, silly. Jake Harper, not Zoe's Steve. When I came up with the brilliant plan for the two of us to do Steve ... he wasn't her husband at the time. Nor did I have a clue he ever would be. Trust me, I've had some uncomfortable moments with him since he married Zoe. And he uses it against me." "Life's a bitch. Confine your talented little tongue to cocks without repercussions from now on." "As if." Hadn't she told herself the same thing a dozen times? "My tongue hasn't touched half the cocks yours has. Hey, I have an idea." "Your ideas always scare the shit out of me, girlfriend. Especially when we've both had way too much to drink. Plus, I think this is going to cost me, and I pray it's only money I lose." "You're being melodramatic." Zandra wouldn't be deterred. "I promised him a three-way to keep him quiet. Ordinarily, I wouldn't have cared, but some serious shit happened that night. I didn't want Zoe to suffer because of the lame stunt I'd initiated. I told that hunky cowboy I'd find a friend and do him. Actually, he challenged me. He said without my sister's presence, I wouldn't have the nerve to do a three-way." She stopped to signal the waitress for two more beers. "Of course, I didn't admit I'd never done one with my sister until that night. I didn't want to disabuse him of the awe so clearly displayed in his golden eyes. Yummy golden eyes." 9

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"You're not thinking what I think you're thinking. You want the two of us to bid on him? And ... do him together?" Zandra returned her friend's wicked smile and added two thumbs up. "Oh yeah, sweetie. It's time for the dynamic duo to come out of retirement. You and I could do him, just like old times." A ménage made perfect sense. She didn't have a chance in hell to get on an equal footing with Jake Harper, and she'd didn't do lopsided flings. It was equals or nothing. A ménage would give her a buffer. "Let's not go there with this one. He doesn't look my type." Zandra disagreed. This could be such fun. "That's just it. He said I wouldn't be so bold sandwiched between two men. So I said he didn't have the balls to be the gooey center between a man and woman if his life depended upon it. He laughed at me and told me to try him. I thought about it, but I've never acted on it. Tonight is the perfect opportunity. But there's only one way to find out if he meant it. Let's put him to the test." **** Why the hell had he agreed to be auctioned off? Too much to drink? No, he didn't drink much anymore. Too stupid to live? That was a persistent personality flaw he hadn't mastered. Even for a good friend's sake, he didn't like the attention focused on him. Besides, what if no one bid on him? He'd burned too many bridges with the women in Cave Creek, Arizona. Doing this, even for a buddy down on his luck, made him vulnerable. He knew why. He'd been there ... broke without 10

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two nickels to rub together. Jake swung up onto the back of the mechanical bull and replaced his hat with a sharp tug. Life was damned near perfect. Why screw with perfection? No commitments. No complications. Plenty of sex. Plenty. What more could a randy cowboy want? "Jake is thirty-five and ready to find the woman of his dreams here at the Buffalo Bull," the sexy female DJ said to the crowd gathered in front of the bull-pen, before she gave him a sassy wink. Whoa! Didn't this woman believe in truth in advertising? No way was he ready to find the woman of his dreams. He'd have to limit his imagination if he did that. Jake reached for the microphone and the sassy announcer reluctantly gave it over after a short tug of war. "Correction," he said to loudly and mic squealed. He jerked it back and laughed with the howling crowd. "Let's start again. Correction. A good time is to be had by the high bidder, no strings attached. None." "Are you sure about that?" At the distinctive sound of a deep male voice, Jake searched the crowd. He didn't see who'd spoken, but he couldn't miss Zandra Boyd near where he figured the sound had originated. The woman stood over six feet in her heeled boots. And the blonde bombshell in cowgirl boots had her arms linked with her blond male counterpart. Jake stared at Zandra and raised a brow like she'd challenged him. Her bold gaze raked over his body. He'd 11

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wanted her from the moment he'd met her. And he hadn't changed his mind, even though she'd seemed to avoid him. "Don't look at me," she said loudly and pointed to the man next to her. It all came crashing back ... what they'd spoken about the night he'd seen her and her sister licking a cowboy's dick like a lollipop. This woman had balls. But so did Jake. He gave a nonchalant shrug. "I'm not one to back down from a challenge, if you're included in the bargain, darlin'." The crowd went wild. Zandra winked at him. "Five hundred!" Zandra's male friend called. The amount of the bid both staggered and humbled him. None of the previous four cowboys auctioned had brought anywhere near that amount. What had he gotten himself into when he'd agreed to this? Oh, well. What the hell, it was for a good cause. Why not, Jake had wondered on occasion ... now he'd know. Besides, more than likely Zandra just wanted to yank his chain. This thing between them had started when he'd tried to blackmail Zandra into bed with him. He'd been a prick with her. That had been over a year ago, when he'd still been an angry son-of-a-bitch, taken for everything he'd worked for by his ex. Angry. Disillusioned. Dead broke in every way. "Five-fifty," a female voice yelled. Someone else had bid for him. Jake searched the crowd. When he found the woman who'd bid waving her hand, he avoided a blatant wince by sheer force of will. His obsessive stalker had just bid five hundred and fifty dollars. He'd rather 12

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have sex with two dudes than with her. No make that an even half-dozen. He looked back to Zandra and then gave her friend an intense stare. The blond man frowned, and Jake cursed under his breath. No way did he want anything to do with Mandi. He turned back to see her jumping up and down like she'd already won. "Six hundred!" The bidding war bounced back to Zandra's buddy, soon to be a fuck-mate with any luck. Jake far preferred a little man-on-man-on-woman experimentation to his obsessed stalker. He could only imagine how much fun Zandra would make a little experimentation for him. He was pretty sure he'd met his match with her. He gave them the thumbs up and she tossed her head, sending her long, blonde hair back over her shoulder. She laughed and hugged her friend's arm. The sassy DJ wiggled in her too-tight jeans to the edge of the stage. "Remember, folks, this money goes to help a cowboy down on his luck. As most of you know, one of our favorite cowboys broke his leg last weekend and doesn't have insurance." Jake had been there, down and out. "Six hundred going once—" The auctioneer signaled the end of the bidding. "Six-fifty," Mandi called and made Jake's teeth ache. Fuck! No way did he want to fall into Mandi Westlake's fanatical hands. The dynamite packaging, long brunette hair, tiny waist, big boobs and a face like an angel had attracted him, but he'd soon learned the error of a choice based on looks 13

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alone. She'd been planning their wedding by the end of the second date. Mandi wouldn't take no for an answer. Jake had made it clear from the beginning—he wasn't interested in a long-term relationship. He'd tried marriage and didn't want to do it again ... ever. Wedded bliss had cost him his money, his sanity and his dignity, all gone in one fell-fucking-swoop. He'd never be that stupid again. Never. Zandra and her good-looking friend moved closer to the enclosed area on the stage where the mechanical bull sat. "What if I said Spence and I use ropes?" Zandra said with a wink. "Lasso me, babe." Her buddy now had a name. For the second time, the raucous crowd hooted with appreciation. This was his kind of crowd. Zandra would be the perfect playmate. It was about time she decided to have her way with him. "If you have the balls." Zandra nudged her friend, who gave a shrug before raising his hand. "If she doesn't, I sure as hell do. Seven hundred," he said. Please let it be them. He glanced back over to Mandi, who shook her head. She gave him a heated glare, as if he'd caused this. Jake felt nothing but relief. "Seven hundred ... once," the DJ said into the microphone. "Seven hundred ... twice. Sold to the highest bidder! Now let's watch the cowboy ride the bull!" Jake adjusted his package and raised his hand to signal he was ready. Ride the bull. Fuck, that might be a fitting analogy! 14

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CHAPTER 2 "How about a couple drinks so we can to know one another," Jake said after they walked inside Spence's spacious mountainside home. Jake had driven them since both Spence and she had had too much to drink. Now, once inside and faced with what she'd set in motion, Zandra wondered if she'd had nearly enough. "I heard you'd stopped drinking after your divorce." She moved to the floor-to-ceiling windows across the rear of the wide living room. From their elevated viewpoint high on the mountain, lights from hundreds of thousands homes on the valley floor twinkled like stars. She loved this house, this panoramic spectacle. If only Spence could find someone to share it with him. "I'll take a drink now and then." Jake strutted across the thick carpet to stand next to her. His smell made her breathe deeper. A hint of sandalwood, soap and leather made her want to rub against him like a curious cat. Sitting beside him in the front seat of his dually, he didn't smell this good. Of course she'd driven with her window down to clear her head. "Nice place," Jake said. "Which one of you owns it?" She turned to meet his sparkling amber gaze. No way did she have anything this nice. Her part-time job as a party girl ate away any extra she earned as a computer programmer. The upkeep of her barrel horses and competition fees took 16

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care of the rest. She owned a condo with the bank and boarded her horses. "Spence's grandmother left it to him." "I hope she left him a trust fund because the taxes alone would be more than most people pay for their mortgage." Zandra so liked being close to him. His wonderful golden eyes seemed to pull her inside him. She'd liked his eyes, even when she didn't know if she liked him or not. "Nice to see you, cowboy. Especially under these very special circumstances." Jake huffed. "Don't think I'm backing down. It's not my style." "You have style?" "Occasionally. Every time I look at you I think of the night I saw you in a skintight red-leather dress, so short that, if you leaned just right, the sexy Christmas green garters showed. Of course, when you took the dress off, I saw your bra and thong matched the garters." "Aren't you ashamed of spying on us?" she said. "Maybe. But I didn't want to do anything to screw up Steve's chance at getting a blow job from twins. If I'd made my presence known, I might've spoiled the mood." "How thoughtful." "I'm a thoughtful guy." "I'll find out soon enough." "Where'd your friend disappear to?" She turned away from the window to search for Spence. "He's probably getting the playroom ready. I didn't know Spence had it in him to buy you. He doesn't need to pay for his lovers. He beats them off, both male and female." 17

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"Are you one of his lovers?" Spence walked up behind her and hugged her. Zandra started just a bit because she hadn't heard him join them. She turned and lifted her face to him. Spence didn't hesitate to kiss her in front of Jake. Not a lovers' kiss, but nice all the same. Spence pulled away to pin Jake with a stare. "I want you to know this is all Zandra's idea. She's a wicked tease." Zandra knew what Spence wanted to hear. He didn't want an unwilling partner, or even one who made him work too hard. And he'd made it clear earlier in the bar that he didn't believe Jake swung both ways and it worried him. Jake didn't waver or even blink under Spence's intense scrutiny. He stared back. "I don't doubt for a moment Zandra started this. I'm not naïve about what's about to happen here tonight. First things first, though. She didn't answer me. Are you two an item?" Why did Jake care? She waited for Spence to answer, but he didn't. "Not that it matters," she said, and Jake finally turned his attention to her with a raised brow. "No, we aren't lovers. Spence and I are best friends. We tried being more a long time ago and it didn't work out. We're still close enough to share a playmate, though. It's especially fun when our prey is fresh and new to our games." Jake didn't blink. When Spence chuckled, she relaxed. She should've known Jake would play nice without twisting his arm. Whatever this was, it wasn't about getting out of their arrangement. 18

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He surprised her again when he lifted his left leg to remove his boot right then and there. He threw down the proverbial gauntlet and it looked to be about a size eleven. "I thought you wanted a drink or two," she said and then regretted it. She didn't want to wait another second to see him naked. Just the thought of his bare chest in the bar sent zings of pleasure along her nerve ends. "I changed my mind. I might dull my senses, and I have a feeling I'm going to need my wits about me. Ten fingers, ten toes ... I want everything to work well." Jake flexed his fingers and gave her a dazzling smile. Zandra resisted the urge to cheer out loud. "Fine. Spence, show us to your room." She couldn't wait to see the look on Jake's face. Spence's playroom could amaze even the most jaded sex addict. First thing inside the door was a silver saddle from the fifties. The only leather visible was the seat and fenders. Everything else gleamed of sterling silver. A light shining on it from the ceiling above made it show like a work of art. Spence touched the leather seat with reverence, almost petting it. "My grandfather and grandmother rode matching palominos in parades all over the States. Their pictures are in the den. This beauty belonged to my grandfather." Jake whistled. "If I hadn't seen it, I wouldn't have believed it. It's museum worthy." "That's my plan. I'm donating them when I downsize. I love this place, but it's too much house for a single guy. Let me get a close up of these eyes of yours that Zandra says are ridiculously attractive," Spence said and stepped next to Jake. 19

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The two of them were the exact opposite. Blond, blue-eyed, aristocratic Spence and Jake with dark brown hair, amber eyes and weathered cowboy shot through every inch of his delectable body. Where Spence was gentle, Jake was made of steel and sinew. He had a square jaw covered with whiskers, a strong nose and the most perfect lips. His skin was tanned, his muscles lean and mean. Rugged. Ripe. Cowboy. Jake smiled at Spence, who said, "Right again." "Right about what?" she asked Spence. "He's not going to back down. I think maybe he's even a little curious." Jake gave a slight nod. "I'll admit it. I am. I doubt this is something I'll ever do again, but I'm willing to try anything once. When Zandra said she's done this with you before, that made it even more interesting. It'll give me insight into what makes her tick, and I doubt many know the real Zandra. A rare opportunity." Zandra pulled at the snaps on her western shirt and shrugged it off. "How about some mood music and lighting? Condoms and towels, lube ... let's do this." For some strange reason, all of sudden she'd caught a case of nerves. "Let's start out slow," Spence said, but his brisk step to the stereo showed he wanted to get started. A moment later Garth began to sing of friends in low places. Oh, yeah. Jake smiled again as if he'd read her mind. As she removed her bra, he stared, his gaze heating her until her nipples stood ridged. She ran the palms of her hands lightly over them in a single downward stroke. Jake licked his lips. 20

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Spence went on to dim the lights and sauntered between them with his basket of goodies on the way to the big bed. "This way." Jake pulled off his second boot and followed close behind with but the slightest hesitation in his stride. When Zandra arrived last to the party, it both surprised and bothered her. Why did she lag? By the time she joined them by the bed, Jake had picked up a bottle of lubricant from Spence's basket. "Pina colada flavored lube." He put it back and pick out a second plastic bottle. "And cherry cheesecake?" "That's my favorite," Spence said. "However, I believe I'll start the night au naturel. He looked at her and frowned. "Get your clothes off, girl. Jake can eat your pussy, while I blow him." "What about you?" Jake said to Spence. "A thoughtful lover. Who knew? Don't worry about me ... the night is young. This is just an appetizer or ice-breaker. Whatever." When Jake's gaze met her boobs again, he jerked the tails of his shirt, and the rapid split of his button snaps made her jump. When he shrugged out of the shirt, she moved nearer. She wanted to touch. Normally, she would have, but again she found herself hesitant and unsure. She hoped it didn't show. When he touched his hand to his large championship beltbuckle, a rush of moisture at the juncture of her thighs signaled her pussy's approval. She mimicked him, unbuckling her belt without taking her eyes off him. He unzipped. 21

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She unzipped. He lowered his jeans and had tightie whities underneath. She lowered hers to show black lace undies, and air hissed between his teeth. Her face heated. Was that a blush? What the fuck? She didn't have time to dwell when he lowered his briefs. His cock sprung free and—wow! She almost swallowed her tongue. Jake's spectacular cock looked muscular and long. Could a cock have muscles? The thick, corded, veined and perfect length made her wonder. Jake sat on the king-sized bed, which somewhat obstructed her view. "Where do you want me?" Zandra hooked her thumbs into the sides of her panties and bent to relieve herself of them. When she straightened, Jake stared with blatant curiosity at her mons. This could go either way. Some men liked it and some didn't. "Enough to see you're a natural blonde. Didn't that hurt?" "Not after painkillers, numbing spray and deep breathing exercises," Spence said. "Please. It's not as terrible as that. I've extreme waxed for so long, it's like second nature and less painful over time," Zandra said. Jake leaned closer. "But a lightning bolt?" Spence moved into her line of sight and lessened the thrill of Jake's close inspection of her. "It's appropriate, cowboy," Spence said. "One night with her is like being struck by lightning. She's unforgettable. Chop-chop. I need some. Now." 22

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Zandra climbed onto the bed, crawling on her hands and knees. She plopped down in the center of the pillows, leaned backed against the cushioned headboard and spread her legs wide. There was a method to Spence's demands. While he may not want to admit it, she could tell Spence had a serious Jones on for this handsome cowboy. Who wouldn't? Spence wanted to hurry him along before Jake changed his mind. He needn't have worried because Jake crawled toward her across the bed. Had he purposely shown his ass to Spence, who immediately got hard as he stood at the foot of the bed and watched? Zandra wanted a closer look at Jake's cock. The little time she'd had to ogle him wasn't nearly enough. Still, she didn't want to distract him from his destination. He stared at the juncture of her thighs and drew his face close. "Beautiful." Jake touched the bare part of her mons. "Silky smooth." Spence sat on the bed next to Jake and touched Jake's hip. Zandra waited for Jake to stiffen or do something to show his unease. When Spence didn't move his hand, she smiled. Then, a second later, she didn't like it that Jake was this easy. This whole encounter kept getting more and more confusing. "Don't even think about putting your mouth on me without a condom," Jake told Spence. "In the past year I've been a man-slut, a new fuck or two at least every weekend. I practice safe sex, but ... you know." "Thanks for the heads-up."

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They both laughed. The sound of male mirth didn't appease her. She couldn't put a finger on it, but something was off kilter inside her ... different. "It's up alright," Jake said and laughed. "Frankly, I just surprised myself. I don't usually admit my wild lifestyle out loud. It's liberating." It may have been liberating for Jake, but Zandra didn't care to hear it. She wasn't an angel, but mostly she talked about getting laid more than she practiced it. Drinking and having a good time were a big part of her life, but it was getting harder and harder to find a cowboy she wanted to bring to her bed. She only wanted real cowboys and she didn't like to get involved with people she'd have to see all the time. Why hadn't she thought of it? This was someone who should be off limits. He managed the ranch where she kept her horses. She'd have to see him. "No worry," Spence said. "I have flavored condoms. Anything else you'd like to share?" "As a matter of fact..." Zandra didn't want to hear it. Her dreams of having great sex were about to go up in smoke. Her own qualms were getting to her, and if Jake had objections about anything they were going to do... "I may as well get this out in the open. I'm willing to experiment, but don't ask me to suck your cock. I'm not ready for that." That was it? "Spence doesn't like to admit it, but he's a total top," Zandra said. "He must think you're really 24

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something to give you special treatment, instead of the other way around." Spence gave her a meaningful stare, only she didn't have a clue what he was trying to communicate with his soulful gaze. "This is for you," he said to her. Often in their history, he'd shown he knew her better than she understood herself. Zandra trusted him, so she shrugged and smiled, even though she had no clue what he met by this cryptic statement. "Hey, guys, enough conversation and a little more action." "The man who ends up with you better have an extraordinary libido," Spence said. What was with Spence? He knew better than make such an asinine statement. "Come on. No man is going to end up with me. How many times have I told you I'm not going there—a relationship? Enough talking." Jake settled between her open legs. Yes! A rush of moisture accompanied the exhilaration of anticipation. His lean, hard body made her mouth water. He had a cowboy tan. His arms and chest were darker than his luscious, firm ass and legs. No matter. It only made it more appealing to have a real cowboy about to fuck her with his mouth. Spence laid a pillow over her left leg. "On your side," he told Jake. Jake twisted to the left. His cock sprung free. Her fingers itched to touch. Her mouth watered to taste. She wanted to feel him buried inside her. Everything at once. 25

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"I can't believe I'm about to do this." He looked away from Spence and winked at her. In the next moment, he placed an open-mouthed kiss on her well-waxed nether lips. It didn't get any better than this. The cowboy had skill. A second later, he tensed against her. Zandra pushed up from her comfy pillows to see Spence moving Jake's cock in and out of his mouth. Virtually in a fraction of a second her pleasure ratcheted to the edge. Jake's mouth locked onto her clit and sent her spiraling out of control. She came with a strong burst, followed by a succession of smaller ones. Jake moaned and eased back to rest his head on her thigh. His face revealed the pleasure Spence was giving him. When a quizzical expression pushed aside the shit-eating grin, Zandra had to wonder. A second later Spence's head popped up. "I took him to the edge and eased his balls back down again to ensure you'll get the big one, Zandra. Let's move to the mat." Zandra didn't need a second invitation. She knew what Spence had in mind, and she was ready. [Back to Table of Contents]

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CHAPTER 3 Zandra went down on her hands and knees in front of him. Jake glanced back at Spence, carrying the basket toward them. Nothing so far had bothered him in the least, but what came next made him nervous. "Is this going to hurt?" "Fuck, no. My reputation's at stake." Spence laughed and pulled a bottle from the basket. "My expertise and a half bottle of lubrication. Zandra's waiting." Jake dropped to his knees. Zandra wiggled anxiously and he smiled. When she first suggested this a long time ago ... he never dreamed she do it without a single qualm. She was like his female counterpart. He bumped his cock against her ass and she lifted to give him better access. "Hurry. I want you inside me," she said. No more than he wanted his aching cock in her. With all the foreplay, he doubted he'd last for long. "Spence, feel free to use that little trick to keep me from firing again." Cold liquid splashed on his backside and Spence's fingers spread it down the crack of his ass to circle his pucker. His anus clamped and he jerked like a school girl. Stupid. He wanted to try this. He really did. "Sorry." The act itself, so taboo, excited him more than he had been in a long time. "No problem," Spence said. "I need thicker lube. This won't do it for an anal virgin. Don't mind me ... just take care of our girl." Jake found her hole and eased his cock-head inside. At the same time, more liquid drizzled down the crack of his butt. 27

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Spence began to massage Jake's asshole with more lube. Nice. Better than he would've believed. He buried his cock in Zandra's tight cunt. Un-fuckingbelievable. All the while, Spence played with his anus and his balls. When Spence put more pressure there ... Jake tried not to tense up. "Ride her, cowboy." Jake did as he was told and concentrated on Zandra. As he eased in and out, the pressure on his asshole increased. It didn't hurt. It didn't do much for him either, though. Spence splayed his hands on Jake's buttocks, spread his cheeks and entered his ass. When Jake thrust forward, Spence didn't move much. As Jake pulled back, Spence penetrated deeper. It took a few seconds to catch on to the comfortable rhythm, but once he did, Jake enjoyed it more. The closer Jake came to release, the better the ass-fucking felt. The more he relaxed, the more he liked it. They fucked until a sheen of sweat covered him. The slap of their thrusts resounded in the interior of the room. The smell of sex filled his nostrils. The cock in him felt better and better as zings of pleasure shot through him. His cock inside Zandra seemed to grow harder and longer with each thrust. A momentary sense of suspension, followed by intensely pleasurable prickles in his anus spread like fiery ice throughout his pelvis. He flushed with heat and tingles from head to toe. This had nothing to do with his engorged cock. Spasms of pleasure gave his ass a mind of its own as it involuntarily grasped and pushed against the bulb of Spence's 28

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cock. Somehow, Spence stroked and pressed in the most sensitive spot possible. Perfect. Each individual cell in his body joined the party. An altered state of consciousness sucked at him until he almost blacked out. In the next instant, the tingles, prickles and spasms coalesced within his balls. Jake blew his load like he never had before. A deep explosion inside his groin caused several thick, hot ribbons of cum to spurt out of his cock, one after the other in rapid succession. His entire body twitched and tingled as waves of pleasure washed over him. **** When both Jake and Spence came, Zandra didn't. Nor did anyone seem concerned that she hadn't. Both men collapsed onto the floor in a tangle of arms and legs. "Fuck me," Jake said and laughed. "I already did," Spence said. Enough was enough. This didn't work for her. Not at all. "Restroom," she said and pushed to her feet. Neither said a word to her when she padded barefoot across the floor, taking her clothes. Once inside the spacious bathroom she used when she stayed overnight on occasion, she decided to shower and turned on the faucet. Her cowboy's scent clung to her and, as unreasonable as it seemed, she didn't want it. And she didn't know why. Nothing made sense. Unnamed emotions churned beneath the surface of her forced calm. She didn't like unsettled emotions disturbing her. They always had a way of coming 29

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out when she least wanted. Crankiness. Overeating. Drinking too much. She avoided them. After testing the water, she walked into the cubed-glass compartment and allowed the steaming spray to fall on the back of her head as she faced forward. The punishing flood beat down on her. Why do I feel like shit? Because I didn't have an orgasm? Or because he did with my best friend instead of me? That didn't make sense, his cock was inside me when he came. Am I jealous because his orgasm was better because of Spence? A bar of soap on the caddy caught her attention and the urge to scrub the cowboy's smell away seemed paramount. She grasped the soap and determinedly lathered her body. When two strong arms caught her from behind, she gasped. "Let me do that," Jake said. Zandra surrendered the soap. "You like it too hot for me. I'm going to add a little cold water." He'd added more than a little cold to her in this experience already. Right then, she was turned completely off. A couple of strong arms wouldn't do it for her. Nor would his quaint cowboy twang. "This soap smells good." He eased her back against the length of his hard body and his hard cock caressed her backside. Damn! Maybe she wasn't cold after all. "Hold this for me." She reached out her hand and he placed a condom he'd palmed into her hand. He'd come into the bathroom intent on 30

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seducing her. Well, why not? She'd been a willing enough participant so far. And truth be known, she wanted to see where this would lead. If it was in Spence's direction again, she'd leave. Jake dropped the soap and kissed her shoulder. His lips were firm, inviting and it reminded her that she'd never kissed him. She wanted to, but only if it was his idea. This was another perverse thought since she'd always taken what she wanted. What was it about this cowboy that made her act out of character? While he kissed along her back, she melted, but didn't initiate anything. Warm, tingly and languid sensations cocooned her body. Her breathing became more labored, while her heart raced in her chest. How did he do this? How could he take control of her body so easily? An easy, peaceful pleasure from his kisses and fingers roving over her body washed over her. His cock nudged against her backside. Under any other circumstances, she'd widen her stance to welcome him. She resisted doing anything. Her arms dangled at her sides and she clutched the foil wrapper. Jake didn't seem to notice. His kisses trailed over both shoulders and down the middle of her back. Only her harsh breathing betrayed her. "Kiss me," he said, and he pressured her to turn in his arms. When she moved, her swollen labia ached to be touched. Her female parts were full and heavy, already past the point of no return. She needed a release. 31

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She needed... Jake tucked his hand under her chin and lifted. His lips caught her by surprise, even when she expected it. He didn't kiss like a man in the throes of passion. This seemed unhurried, leisurely and not a kiss she was accustomed to receiving at this juncture. Nothing he did made sense. She tamped down her frustration and concentrated on each nuance. His pliant mouth pressed against her lips and moved in a slow, circular motion. Mesmerizing. Intoxicating. When he eventually pressed the tip of his tongue along the seam, she opened to him. He ran his tongue along the underside of her top lip. At this rate, they wouldn't have sex before the hot water heater went cold. Surprisingly, instead of making her anxious, she relaxed into his strong arms. Only then did he delve deeper into her mouth. He tasted of tequila, lime and sex. Bombarded with emotions, the back of her eyelids stung. What the hell is this? What's a kiss anyway? A symbolic gesture at best. Nothing to get excited about. Why did she feel vulnerable? Zandra pushed away from his lips and looked into his sparkling golden eyes. "What are we doing here?" "I must be going about it all wrong if you can't tell. How about that condom?" Zandra handed it to him. If he wanted her to put it on him ... too bad. He tore the foil and rolled it over the length of his cock while she watched. He didn't rush or even seem to be affected by what they were about to do. If not for the deep 32

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rise and fall of his chest, and the rigid member in his hand, she wouldn't know he wanted her. As soon as he finished with the condom, he lifted her against him, turned and put her back against the tile wall. Her third-party observer status ended in a heated rush. She wanted him. Wrapping her legs around him, she encouraged him to have his way with her. He penetrated her and didn't stop until he'd buried his sizable cock deep. "Incredible," he whispered into her ear. With her pinned to the wall, he reached his hand between them to apply pressure to her clit. Even limited movement connected to ratchet the tension. It soon became obvious he wanted her to come like this. As much as she wanted to, she also wanted him to move inside her. "Let me," she said and she slid her hand down to replace his. "My kind of woman." He lifted her still higher, while thrusting in and out of her. She used her index finger. The taut sensation leading to an orgasm made her breathe deeper to slow it down. A spasm in her pelvis sent the warm tingles to every part of her body. Suspended there, she moved her hand, while Jake continued to penetrate into her deepest parts. A strong spasm of pleasure burst into throbbing, deep pelvic contractions. [Back to Table of Contents]

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CHAPTER 4 After gathering her clothes a second time, Zandra went into the bedroom to dress in privacy. Unfortunately, the boneless glow didn't last long for an orgasm of such unpredicted magnitude. This whole encounter bothered her, not because it was so damned good she wanted to shout, but because she had a niggling suspicion she'd entered another realm, a place she'd never been with anyone else. She'd never been emotional about sex. This orgasm seemed to originate in her pelvis and travel straight to her brain. This had engaged a secret part of her, as if he'd touched her soul. "Not so quick." Jake came out of the bathroom as she fastened her bra. He walked up to her and surrounded her with his arms. When she looked up at him, he slanted his head down and captured her lips. He kissed her with urgency ... like a starving man. The evidence of how much he wanted her poked her belly. If she knew what was good for her, she'd leave before she only added to her confusion. Her cunt, however, wanted to stay. She wanted him again, maybe more than ever. He unfastened her bra and lifted her in his arms. Squelching a belated impulse to resist, she wrapped her arms around his neck. The bed, only a couple of steps away, looked inviting. His strength amazed her. She wasn't a petite woman at six feet, a size twelve and muscular, but he made her feel like one. 34

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He laid her on the bed and hesitated. "I have to get another condom." Jake didn't move. "Where? I don't want to walk back out there naked. I didn't think to bring my clothes when I followed you in here." She pointed to the table beside the bed. "In the drawer." He didn't seem pleased with her easy solution. His brows drew tight. "You and Spence are really close?" "Yes." He shrugged and walked around the bed to retrieve a condom. While he moved, she admired him. Lean, rugged and muscular, he took the top prize. Never in her life had she been with anyone more perfect physically. Maybe that's what ate at her. Was it possible she'd regret losing this one? Hopefully not. She didn't intend to get to know him better. He'd made it clear during the auction, he wanted no attachments. And neither did she. As soon as he returned with the condom, she held her hand out for it. Once she finished fighting with the foil, gave up and used her teeth, she motioned him closer. Her fingers itched to touch. Wrapping her hand around him, she wanted to linger. Instead, when she discovered her hands shook, she rolled the condom over his length to hide it. When she finished, she crab-walked back up the bed and spread her legs. He followed right after and settled his weight on top of her. He penetrated her while raised on his arms, fast and hard. A moment later, his mouth descended on hers with equal fervor. His hot lips traveled over hers with expert finesse, transporting her to a place of mindless ecstasy. Her entire 35

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body caught fire. Vibrant colors and white flashes ignited behind her closed eyes. She rasped for air. Her heart thundered both in her chest and ears. She came in a white-hot flash, so strong and hard she couldn't hold on as blackness overtook her. **** Zandra awakened to find Jake sleeping next to her. His soft brown hair fell over his forehead so endearingly, she had to fight the urge to sweep it back. The rhythmic rise and fall of his chest, the most natural thing in the world, seemed more like a miracle. An inexplicable urge to smack him made her ashamed. He wasn't responsible for what was happening to her, whatever it was. Certain she'd humiliate herself, she pushed off the bed and found her clothes. It took everything she had to leave him. "Leaving so soon?" Spence asked when she found him in the living room, standing in front of window, enjoying the view. He hugged a lush terry robe about him. "You're welcome to stay the night. I know I don't have to tell you that." "I don't feel so hot." "I could tell. Are you having regrets about this?" She'd talk later, not now. "Why would you ask that? There's nothing different with this cowboy. I have a headache, plain and simple," she lied. "We left your car at the bar. Do you need me to help you retrieve it?" "What's your cowboy doing right now?" 36

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Was Spence trying to piss her off? "He's not my cowboy and he's asleep. I didn't want to wake him." Spence turned away to stare back out the window. "I'll catch a ride with him back to the bar later. Go ahead if you need to go. But answer a question first. Are you upset with me?" Why didn't he want to look at her? "I'm not upset with anyone. I'll call you later." Zandra headed for the door in the nick of time. Tears streamed down her cheeks. **** Spence watched Zandra's reflection as she walk out the door, even as he wished with all his heart she'd stay. The cowboy asleep in his house was bad news. When he'd agreed to have a threesome, Spence did it for Zandra. Otherwise, he wouldn't have touched this one in a thousand years. He didn't like playing with fire, and that cowboy had started a flame burning in his gut Spence doubted would be extinguished for a long time to come. Zandra wanted a real cowboy, but so did Spence. And Jake Harper was the stuff dreams were made of. **** Zandra reached for the door to her truck when someone or something knocked into her from behind. As she turned to see, she was hit on the side of the head. She saw stars as she collapsed to her knees on the asphalt. "Next thing you'll feel is my stun gun if you make a sound." 37

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A woman's voice made the rush of fear recede into anger. Every instinct told her to fight back. She screamed and tried to get to her feet. Her attacker hadn't bluffed. In the next moment, a bolt of electricity hit her in the middle of the back. Her entire body seized out of control. Off the charts pain shot through every part of her. More than she'd ever experienced. Another hard slam on the back of her head... [Back to Table of Contents]

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CHAPTER 5 The smell of bacon frying roused Jake from a deep sleep. It took a second before he realized where he was. He shot up and searched for Zandra. No trace of her. The clothes he'd left in Spence's playroom lay neatly folded on a chair next to the bed waiting for him. At least he didn't have to walk naked through the house in search of them. Where had Zandra disappeared to? When dressed, he followed the tantalizing smell of breakfast to the kitchen. Spence stood next to a gas stovetop on the spacious, sparkling-white granite countertop. Spence glanced over his shoulder. "Coffee?" "What time is it?" "Two in the afternoon. He'd slept half the day away and, no matter if it was the weekend, he had a training schedule to follow with a new stud. His boss would be pissed and rightly so. Jake often had trouble sleeping even six hours and he'd slept like a dead man for over nine hours. Impossible. "I'll take a cup of coffee, but I need to get back to the ranch. I have a young horse I'm getting ready for his first race. I couldn't have picked a worse time to find a cure for my chronic insomnia." "Zandra—a cure for sleeplessness? I doubt that. She's caused me many a sleepless night in the past and the future looks even worse." "I know she said you two aren't an item, but it sure sounds like you love her." Jake's phone vibrated on his hip. He pulled 39

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it off his belt to look. Mandi, the stalker. He have to get his number changed. What a pain. No way would he answer her call. He checked his messages and saw her calls filled his screen. He snapped the phone shut and waited for Spence to respond. "I love her," Spence said. "I have from the moment we met. However, I'm thinking more and more I need to find someone else special and give my girl some space. I guess understanding reality comes with age. Zandra doesn't love me. I'd be a happy man if she did, though." Jake's phone vibrated again and he ignored it. "I wish she hadn't left without saying goodbye." "Why?" Spence asked, stirring something on the stove. "I thought this was no-strings-attached." "It is." But Jake still wanted to see her. His first thought had been of her on awakening. Why? "I think I better forget the coffee and get going. I just started to get back on my feet. I don't need to fuck up my job." "I'll see you out." Spence turned down the flame under the cast iron skillet and padded barefoot across the kitchen in the direction of the front door. Once outside in the bright sunlight, Spence didn't wait on him, but walked across the driveway to pick up something he'd spotted. "That's really strange." He palmed a shiny object. "What is it?" "A charm from Zandra's hat." Spence held it aloft for Jake to see. Jake neared. Spence held a small gold horseshoe encrusted with what looked like diamonds. "Looks expensive." 40

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"It is. I gave it to her." "She must've dropped it." "She parked her truck to left of yours, nowhere near here." "She'll be glad you found it." Zandra didn't strike Jake as the kind of woman who'd be so careless. Regardless, his damned vibrating phone reminded him he needed to get to work. **** The last person Jake expected to see a few hours later was Spence as he wheeled his Jaguar up to the Kales' barn. Maybe getting involved with Zandra and her fuck-buddy had been a really bad idea if now he felt free to visit. What a shit I am! Jake walked out of the barn to meet him halfway. As Spence drew near, his body language betrayed this wasn't a social visit. "What is it?" Jake asked. "Something's happened to Zandra. Did you two have a fight? Is there any reason she'd want to disappear?" "We made love and she was gone when I woke up. I didn't know she'd left. If she had a problem, she didn't say anything." "You're sure?" Jake got irritated. "Fucking you last night doesn't give you license to drag me into your personal drama with Zandra." "For the record, I fucked you." Spence raised his voice, making Jake search to see if anyone was near enough to hear them. 41

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Spence moved closer and jabbed a rigid finger in his chest. "You didn't do much of anything to or for me. I'm sorry I bothered you. I don't know what Zandra saw in you. And that's the last time I play cupid for her or anyone else if I have to put up with heartless shits like you." Jake didn't need this. If someone saw, he could only imagine the gossip. "I don't have a clue what you're talking about. Zandra and I aren't an item. And neither of us was looking for more than a good time." Spence held his hand up, as if to stop Jake from speaking. "I don't have time to argue with you. I came here for answers, and it appears I'm not going to get any. Zandra isn't the kind of woman who'd take off and not tell anyone. Even her sister doesn't know where she is. I'll tell Zoe if she has any questions to ask you herself." Mention of Zandra's twin changed things. "So you're saying she's missing?" "She's not at her condo. A noisy neighbor said she didn't come home last night. And she's not answering her phone. I'm worried when I combine that with finding her good-luck horseshoe in my driveway, she could be in serious trouble. She had a jeweler put a gold ring in her hat to attach the charm. It wouldn't just fall off." Jake didn't know what to make of Spence. However, he didn't want Zoe angry with him. Zoe and her husband were close friends of his boss. "What can I do?" "If you don't know anything, then nothing. Maybe I'm making more of this than needs be." Spence turned and walked away. 42

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Jake didn't like the emotions roiling inside as he considered what might have happened to Zandra. "Call me if you hear anything." Spence didn't respond. Maybe he hadn't heard. Jake started after him, but just then Connie, his boss's wife, came thundering out of the barn. She was trouble with a capital T. "Hey, Spence!" Fuck. Jake didn't need this. Connie knew Spence, too. Spence turned and headed back. "What brings you here?" Connie said to Spence. "I've been wanting to thank you for the lovely gift you sent for the baby. Very thoughtful." "I got your card thanking me. You haven't seen or heard from Zandra, have you?" Connie smiled. "So that's what this is about. Are you worried Jake will break her heart?" "No. I'm worried because she's missing." "Her truck is parked over by Jake's trailer. I almost stopped to say hello, but then I wondered if she might be indisposed." "I'm sorry," Spence said to Jake in a sheepish tone, without making eye contact. "This isn't like me." He turned toward Connie. "Now I've made a complete fool of myself, how about you show me that beautiful baby of yours and Mike's?" Connie smiled. "Head on over to the house. I need to speak to Jake alone for a sec." When she waited until Spence was out of ear-shot, Jake knew she was pissed. "I don't know what's going on with you 43

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and Zandra, but she's one of my best friends. If I find out you've hurt her, you'll be looking for another job." Connie didn't make idle treats and while, technically, Jake worked for her husband, Mike Kale did everything possible to keep his wife happy. She had him sweating. All he needed was to have Connie involved in his social life. "I don't think anything I did hurt her. She wasn't looking for love any more than I was." "That just shows what you know. She's had a crush on you for a long time. I told her not to bother. You don't seem to be able to control yourself around beautiful women." Where had that come from? Connie sure had a pretty low opinion of him. Did he deserve it? "I don't date a woman without telling her I'm not interested in getting serious." "How nice. Excuse me while I barf." She stuck her finger in her mouth to mimic puking. Damn. His phone vibrated. He knew it was more than likely Mandi. She'd called every thirty minutes all afternoon. When faced with Connie or Mandi ... Mandi won hands down. "I have to get this," he said. "This is Jake," he said into the phone. "Why haven't you answered the phone?" "Look, Mandi, it's not a good time. I'm in the middle of something." "Why would you prefer an Amazon blonde to me? What can she give you that I can't?" "I'm not having this conversation with you." "She says the ménage attracted you." 44

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"What do you mean 'she says'?" The phone went dead. Mandi had spoken with Zandra. And, without a doubt, Zandra blamed him for siccing Mandi on her. He met Connie's probing gaze. "I think Zandra is here to yell at me. Somehow a jealous friend of mine got hold of Zandra's number. If Mike wants me, tell him I'm at the trailer apologizing to her." "Make it a really good apology, cowboy. One that'll keep me happy, too." Shit. There was only one man who could keep Connie happy, and it wasn't him. Women. No wonder he steered clear of involvement. [Back to Table of Contents]

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CHAPTER 6 As soon as he stepped into the trailer, he smelled the subtle perfume Zandra wore, but she was nowhere in sight. That could only mean one thing—she was in his bedroom. She had some nerve making herself at home. His cock liked the idea, though, and sprang to attention. He headed toward the rear of the trailer. The door to the bedroom was pulled shut and he knew he'd left it open. More than likely he'd find her naked and ready for him. He opened the door to find her stretched across his bed, arms and feet bound with ropes. Kinky. A second later, the impact of the gag in her mouth and the fear in her eyes registered. Before he could respond, a bolt of electricity hit him in the back and brought him to his knees. The charge continued until he wanted to scream. "Get on the bed." Blistering pain sluiced through every part of his body, but he managed to do as she asked before she zapped him again. "Mandi, you'll go to jail for this." "I only wanted you to love me. What's wrong with me?" This wasn't the time for honesty. He needed to get the stun gun out of her hand. "There's nothing wrong with you. It's me. All me. I have a problem when I'm with a beautiful woman. I'm not worthy." Jake didn't want to see Zandra's face as he said the words. What a shit he been thinking she'd come uninvited to his 46

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trailer, believing she was in his bedroom waiting for a quick fuck. He'd never be able to make it up to her. "You told me you liked sex with two women." "I don't want that any more. I just want you." Jake glanced to Zandra again. Her beautiful blonde hair was in a mess, her striking blue eye filled with fear. He'd caused this. "Good ... then I can get rid of this bitch!" **** Spence listened to Connie ramble on about the baby, but his mind wandered. Why hadn't Zandra answered her phone? Why hadn't she gone home to at least change clothes? He'd known something was wrong when she left his house. None of this made any sense. "Mike is outside with a friend." "That's nice." Connie frowned and fidgeted with the curtain as she stared out the window. "Could you do me a favor? I don't want to wake the baby. Could you tell Mike I need to talk to him?" Spence didn't hesitate. When he finally found Mike Kale in the barn, and not in sight of the window where Connie stood in house, he was feeding horses. "Mike, your wife wants you." "It's nice to be wanted." The man behind the deep voice drew Spence's attention. While Spence was accustomed to the seeing the occasional cowboy wearing a gun in Cave Creek, this one looked professional. The gun rig over his starched white shirt contrasted with the black Stetson on his head. He turned to look at Spence. 47

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When the unwavering warm gaze lingered, Spence experienced a zing of attraction. Mike walked by and the handsome man didn't break the look, and Spence tried not to let his imagination go crazy. Spence stepped nearer, his hand extended. "I'm Spence. Spence Thorin." The man didn't hesitate. His warm, firm hand took hold of Spence's. "Brad Horner. And no horny jokes." When Brad didn't let go right away, Spence smiled inside. Maybe ... "I couldn't help but notice the gun." "My Freudian substitute? Am I that obvious?" Yes! Spence told himself to chill, but each word made his pulse rate escalate. Was he about to meet a real gay cowboy? "Not obvious at all." Spence's phone rang and he jumped. What a dork! "Excuse me," he said, pulling the tiny phone from his pocket, hoping it was Zandra. When it wasn't, he sighed and put it on vibrate. "Not anyone you wanted to talk to?" "Not the one I wanted to talk to." "Okay." Had the handsome cowboy just shown disappointment? "I thought my best friend was in trouble. I've had this ... I'm not sure what you'd call it ... premonition. She left my house in the middle of the night and I haven't been able to reach her. Connie says her truck is at their manager's trailer, though, so she must be fine." "I'm a true believer in premonitions. I think it's the subconscious way our brain communicates a problem we 48

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aren't smart enough to get on our own. Let's walk over there. I wanted to talk to Jake about my horse anyway. This gives me an excuse ... and maybe I'll get to see Jake with his shirt off again." Bingo. Before Spence could formulate a comment, Brad said, "I saw him last night at Buffalo Bull." "I'm surprised I didn't notice you." Spence now understood why Brad had been overtly suggestive. "It's my job to be unnoticeable when I want to be. I'm a private investigator for an upscale Phoenix agency. I was on the job last night. I must say, I've known Jake for a long time and I never would've believed it." "The attraction was Zandra, not me." "Sorry." Spence shrugged. All of a sudden, it didn't matter so much. And with Brad at his side, he didn't mind knocking on Jake's door. Only Spence didn't knock when they heard a male voice raised in anger. No way would Spence allow Jake to verbally abuse Zandra. He opened the door and charged inside. **** In a single night, Zandra's life had turned upside down forever. The maniac woman who'd kidnapped her could easily have killed her. Who knew a solitary night of fun and games could turn into a nightmare she'd carry with her all the rest of her days. 49

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Even after nearly a month, she couldn't function at a fraction of normal. Just leaving her apartment became torture. Thankfully, her employer agreed to allow her to work from home and so far they were pleased with her performance. She did extra to make certain. Jake called every day, but she didn't want to talk to him. She blamed him, even when she understood it wasn't fair. He'd come out of nowhere, inserted himself into her life and made her question everything she'd ever believed. Only that wasn't true. She'd bid on him at the auction and invited him into the threesome ... he never went looking for her. But that was sex. Now it was about emotions. She especially resented his intrusion in her mind, the way she remembered everything about the way he'd made love to her. No. Fucked her. They hadn't made love, not that. What they did together had nothing to do with flowery or poetic emotions. Even though he'd gotten control of the manic woman who'd abducted her before Spence came charging to the rescue, it didn't change anything. Jake had caused it all. Zandra gave herself a mental slap. Enough about Jake. When, a second later, the door bell rang, she blamed that on him, too. She didn't worry about it being him since she'd threatened her friends with death if they told him where she lived. She didn't bother to get up from the computer. She didn't need another lecture. Hardly a day went by that someone didn't come to check on her and try to coerce her into leaving 50

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her house. This persistent, unwelcome visitor, however, kept ringing the bell. When whomever began to knock, she'd had enough. She went to the door, only to see Jake through the peep hole. "Go away!" "I need to talk to you." "Just leave because I'm not opening the door to you." "I'm staying until you do." She didn't doubt him. He was annoying enough to camp out on her doorstep. She unlocked and then jerked open the door. "Who told you where I live?" Once the words left her mouth, the sight of him registered. Jake had dark circles under his golden eyes. Several days' growth of whiskers made him appear dark and brooding. And appealing. He took her breath away. "Someone who loves you." She could feel an attitude reversal taking over her anger. "Yeah, right. I'll never speak to that person again. Was it Connie? Spence?" The words came without the bite she'd intended. "The district attorney called, and they've set the court date. I need to talk with you." His message further deflated her. "I don't want to think about a court date." "Can I come inside?" Zandra stepped back. He strode into her space, making everything shift and change. "I've been worried about you." He carried a package she hadn't noticed at first. "I can't do this anymore." 51

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"Do what?" she said. "You're the collateral damage from the way I've lived my life, the poor choices I've made. I thought I'd experienced the worst that could happen to a person. I believed losing all my worldly possessions was as low as I could get. I didn't have a clue." "You didn't make that woman do what she did to me ... us." "I'm not so sure about that. I think I have a lot of responsibility to bear. Most of my guilt is about you." He threaded the fingers of both hands through his hair and held his hands at the back of his head. His eyes closed while he did it and when he opened them again she could see the pain. Zandra wasn't ready to deal with his guilt and demons. She wasn't ready to deal with her own, let alone his. But she also couldn't deny him. "Maybe we should be comfortable. This might take a while." His visible relief made her glad she hadn't resisted when it would be so easy to stay angry with him. She chose the sofa, thinking he'd sit in the overstuffed chair next to her. He hesitated and then chose to sit on the sofa, so close his warm thigh brushed against hers. She didn't want to make this moment about wanting him, but she couldn't help her body's response to him. If he kissed her, she'd kiss him back. If he wanted more, she'd give it to him. "When my wife left me and took everything I owned, I thought I'd hit rock bottom. Instead of blaming myself for everything that happened, I dwelt on the loss of my lifestyle and what I'd perceived as prestige. I cheated on her and she 52

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got even with me. I didn't purposely set out to hurt her, but I did." "What does this—" "Just hear me out," he said. "This isn't easy for me. I judged success and happiness by how much money I had, and when my wife stripped me of it, I vowed to never allow another woman close enough to hurt me again." "Didn't you love her?" "I asked myself that a thousand times in the last few weeks as I've tried to make peace with the path I've taken. I loved my life, my house, my horses, my truck, my, my, my ... I think I thought of her as more of a possession than a mate. I don't think she ever really loved me either. When I got drunk and cheated on her, she used my stupidity to get rid of me. I don't think she's looked back once. Now, I don't blame her." "Did you come here to cheer me up?" "When I first met you, I was a jerk. I apologize." "Apology accepted." "And I apologize for getting you messed up in my drama with Mandi. When I think what could've happened to you..." "You didn't know." Jake threaded his hands through his hair again. "I knew how I treated women, and it was lousy. I disrespected Mandi, and I think that drove her to do what she did." "I think you're taking too much on you." "As long as you isolate yourself like you've been doing, it's proof I'm right. I need you to get better. Please, let me help you get over this." 53

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That sounded suspiciously like a commitment. If only they hadn't gotten off to such a rotten start. "What's in the box?" "I don't know. Spence asked me to bring it to you." [Back to Table of Contents]

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CHAPTER 7 Naked and happy, Zandra enjoyed the sight of Jake removing his briefs. "What's the name for this thing?" "I'm not sure what it's called since Spence took it out of the packaging. It's to massage a male's prostrate while he comes." "He's a handy friend to have." Jake took his long, thick cock into his hand. "Condom." "This is mine to put on. Chocolate flavored." She motioned him nearer. He moved to stand between her legs as she sat on the edge of the bed. After opening the foil wrapper, she reached for him. A drop of pre-cum almost made her hesitate. In a perfect world, she'd lap it up, but Jake's sexual history gave her reason to pause. Maybe there were advantages to being in a committed relationship after all. She rolled the condom over his length before she took him into her mouth. The intense chocolate, the width of his large cock-head, and the harsh sound of his breathing as she mouthed him made her pussy juices flow. He held her head and fucked her mouth as she sucked him. She grabbed hold of his thighs and gave him full access to her mouth. Only a few humps and he pulled back. "I need to be inside you." She needed that, too. Thanks to Spence, they had a box full of bells and whistles, but right then all she needed or 55

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wanted was plain vanilla. She wanted him jack-hammering his big cock into her cunt until she screamed with ecstasy. In a single swoop he grabbed her up and transported her to the middle of the bed, then settled his weight on her. She spread her legs wide and his weight pinned her to the bed, his log nudging against her slit. He penetrated her. Her back bowed with an explosion of pleasure. No man had ever felt so good, so perfect ... so big. His lips descended on hers as he began to thrust in and out, picking up speed like he needed to hurry. His mouth devoured her. His cock pistoned into her. She couldn't think. A keening, tight thrum made her start to pant. Every inward thrust, he engaged her clit. His hot breath as his breathing matched hers made her dizzy. She was swelling. Everything seemed too tight and full, but he increased the tempo. The pleasure was almost too beautiful to be borne without breaking into tears of joy and satisfaction. Jake kept them there when she wouldn't have believed it possible. Over and over he drove into her, suspending her on a plateau of ecstasy. And still he kept going. Hot tears flooded her cheeks. A sheen of sweat covered them both. When she finally tumbled over the invisible ledge, she welcomed the release with a scream. Jake stopped and shuddered, then pumped still faster. The pulses were impossibly sharp and intense. She wanted to capture them because nothing would ever be so good again. Would it? 56

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Jake collapsed on her and let out a long, deep moan. "Unbelievable." When he raised his head to stare at her with his amber eyes, Jake looked serious. The kind of stern and pained expression which usually meant something bad. "There's something I need to say to you." "Is it about the box of goodies Spence sent? You don't want to use them, do you?" He huffed. "Not only do I want to use everything, I really want to use the butt thing with you. Only you." He'd managed to surprise her. "Why do you look strange then?" "There's something you need to know, and I'm not sure how you're going to take it. I intend to make it my life's work to make you fall in love with me. Don't say anything. I know we both swore this was no strings, but I've changed my mind. And I'm now a man with a mission." "You barely know me. We don't know each other. Are you sure about this?" Her heart was hammering in her chest. Her palms were sweating and she had goose flesh. "I've never been surer of anything in my life. I've given this a lot of thought since what happened with Mandi. I've wanted you since I first saw you. I think I didn't act on it because deep in my subconscious, even though I knew, I didn't want to admit we were meant for each other." Wow. Could it be possible? If her body's reaction to him was a barometer, not only was it true, it was a sure thing. "What exactly will you do to get what you want?" "Whatever it takes, for as long as it takes." 57

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She shot him a smile and resisted the urge to do a happy dance in the nude. "I wonder how long it'll take you?" He smiled back and warmed her through and through. "I don't know the answer to that yet, so I better get started." He ducked under the covers and headed south. What a smart man! [Back to Table of Contents]

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Brit Blaise More than two years have passed since Brit wrote her first story for Amber Quill, and it's been an adventure. No longer in Arizona, she resides on the outskirts of a small Ohio town with her extended family, which includes her daughter's family, too. The dream of restoring a Victorian has passed and the home she's found is big enough to get lost inside ... while writing her next story. She's taking the drastic changes one day at time! Keep in touch with her latest project at: www.myspace.com/britblaise www.Britblaise.com www.cavecreekcowboys.com www.butterscotchmartinigirls.com **** Don't miss Cave Creek Cowboy, by Brit Blaise, available at AmberHeat.com! An Amber Heat Wave Contest Winner! Ten years and a failed marriage make Ridge White question if he'll ever get over the one who got away. Face-toface with the woman who destroyed his heart, Ridge shows what makes a cowboy from Cave Creek so special. When fashion model, Holly Turner, returns to Arizona, she's ready to do whatever it takes to get back her cowboy. 59

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Overcoming demons from her past, Holly rocks Ridge's world with a bombshell revelation. Will Ridge let the past come between them or can they pick up where they left off? **** Don't miss Surrender's Edge, by Pepper Espinoza, available at Amber-Allure.com! Geoffrey Kirk has been in love with his best friend, Nash, since almost the moment they met. Convinced that Nash would never return his feelings, he forced himself to move on, and fell for his assistant, Sunny. Despite his strong feelings, he never acted on them, and when he discovered Sunny and Nash together, he thought he lost his chance for happiness forever. Until Sunny and Nash make it clear that he hasn't lost anything ... and he still has a great deal to gain... **** Don't miss Soul Obsession by Amy Wolff-Sorter, available at AmberQuill.com! A story blazing with reluctant passion, bitter betrayal, ghostly retribution and the battle for a man's very soul... A brilliant businessman... 60

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Daniel Grogan is at the top of his game as he prepares to marry a wealthy socialite. But something goes wrong on his wedding day and his path takes a crazy turn toward strange visions of mountains and oceans, and a growing obsession about a woman he's never met face to face. A rebellious rabbi... Peggy Witwater entered the rabbinate to serve her people. When congregational politics deal her a vicious blow, she fights the tide of change while trying to help Daniel; not realizing her actions could ignite her own deeply buried obsessions. Passion and vengeance from beyond the grave... As the two are drawn toward one another, they fall under the shadow of a vengeful spirit who will stop at nothing to claim Daniel. To win the battle for his soul, Daniel must acknowledge past wrongs, or risk falling into an eternal—and fatal—enchantment. [Back to Table of Contents]

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