A Cowboy for Christmas by Em Petrova

Author:Em Petrova [Petrova, Em]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0167RHJEO
Goodreads: 27311381
Published: 2015-11-20T16:00:00+00:00

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Dusty sank to the leather office chair and patted his knee. Avalee stood rigid, hands fisted at her sides. She caught her plump lip between her teeth, and he bit back a groan of want.

He tapped his knee again.

She shook her head and backed against the door, reaching for the handle and lock.

“Sugar, we can do this the easy way or the hard way.”

“What’s the easy way?” Her eyes darted nervously.

“You sit on my knee and tell me why you’re avoiding me like a day-old fish sandwich.”

Her beautiful features shivered. In this light, the group of freckles on her nose stood out. Or maybe she’d paled beneath them.

“And the hard way?”

“I turn you over my knee and alternately spank your round ass and finger your pussy until you give in.”

A visible shiver shook her. Satisfaction spread through him. So she wasn’t as immune to him as she wanted him to believe.

“I’ve got to get back out there. I have a business to run. Goods to sell.”

“Your people have it under control.”

“Dusty—” Desperation made her voice crack.

“Avalee.” He stared into her eyes. All he’d been thinking of for two days was her sweet body tight against his. He wanted more playful banter. He wanted to hear more about those god-awful fish oil and whey bars—anything to hear her voice.

When she didn’t move, he took another route. He wasn’t going to be deterred. He stood and started stalking toward her. She crowded against the door as if trying to become part of the steel. She reached for the lock again, and he pounced.

Capturing her hands, he raised them overhead and pinned them. Then he leaned in, letting his lips hover a scant breath from hers. She quivered. Good. Real good. He wanted her shaking uncontrollably as he gave her an eleventh orgasm. Then a twelfth. Hell, he wanted her coming for him all night…all week.

“Who’s this Ross guy anyway?”

Her eyes flared with surprise. “A reporter.”

“I know that.” He nipped her earlobe, and she sucked in a harsh breath. Her pulse was racing in her throat. “But who is he…” nip, lick, “to you?”

“Uhhh.”

“Are you playing me?”

“No,” she said raggedly as he sucked on her neck over her uneven pulse.

“So you aren’t with a new man every night?”

“No!”

“You want me, Avalee. Don’t deny it.”

“Dusty, we can’t do this. Rawhide—”

“The only raw hide that’s going to come between us is yours when I spank your ass for evading me.” To prove his point he ground his cock into her pussy. She cried out, a shuddering sound of pure pleasure.

“We’ve got more than a week here in Vegas, and I want to spend it with you.”

“Dusty, I can’t.”

He pulled back to look into her eyes, cloudy with desire. “I know just what you need, sugar.”

“Wh-what’s that?”

He took her mouth in a long, deep kiss. By the time he was through with her, she sagged in his hold. “You need a day in bed being shown exactly what feeling good means.” He caught her around the middle, jerked the door open and rushed her out.

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