A Real Cowboy by Anderson Sarah M

Author:Anderson, Sarah M. [Anderson, Sarah M.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9780373732241
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-01-31T16:00:00+00:00

Ten

Thalia did manage to drift off. After a while, J.R. stopped sucking all her body heat away from her and started to return the favor. She fell asleep feeling warm and secure in his arms. No matter what happened after this, she’d always have this sweet memory of lying in his arms. Even if that was as good as it got, it was still pretty damn good.

Lost in a dreamless fog, though, something changed. Heat coursed through her body—the kind of heat no fire, no amount of blankets, could match. She knew she was dreaming—she had to be, right? When she shifted, the pressure against her breast grew, focusing her desire.

Her eyes snapped open. Nope, not dreaming—J.R.’s hand covered her right breast and his other hand had drifted down to her hip bone. She wouldn’t have thought it possible, but he’d pulled her into an even deeper embrace, and she could feel the hard length of him pressing against her backside.

He let out a little moan, his hot breath hitting her on the side of the neck and racing its way under the covers and down her back. She thought he was awake but then his hands jerked against her body, and she realized he was completely, totally, asleep. While palming her breast.

She’d think this whole situation funny, except he was turning her on. It’d been, what? A year since her last attempt at dating someone who worked in the entertainment industry? And like most of her relationships, this one had failed when Thalia had been unable—and, honestly, unwilling—to get the wannabe screenwriter’s script in front of Levinson’s eyes. She hated the feeling that even intimate relationships in Hollywood were predicated on favors.

J.R. shuddered, pouring more steamy breath onto her skin while digging his fingers into her body. He wasn’t pawing her, but it was close, and the primal feeling of it—that even in sleep, he couldn’t keep his hands off her—made her feel wanted in a basic, feminine kind of way.

And she wanted him back. She’d thought she’d lusted after James Robert the famous actor, but that juvenile emotion seemed pitiful compared to how much she wanted J.R., the real-life cowboy.

Moving slowly, so as not to disturb him, she covered his hand with hers, pressing it against her breast. His fingers were calloused, and she let hers drift over their roughness. Not the hands of a guy who had biweekly maintenance manicures, but the hands of a man who worked for a living.

The hands of a man who knew how to use them.

The thought of those hands moving over other bare parts of her body sent a shiver through her that had nothing to do with cold. She was on thin ice, that she knew. He’d expressly stated he wasn’t here for her in the physical sense. His every move had shown he was here for her in the emotional sense, which was almost as big a turn-on as the thought of his body moving against hers. This was no teenaged crush, and it wasn’t sheer lust.

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