Back to Buckhorn by Lori Foster

Author:Lori Foster
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-11-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Sliding a hand around to her shapely ass, Garrett cuddled her closer. He wanted to touch her everywhere, all at once, and he wanted more of her mouth.

God, her mouth.

He easily levered her weight, lowering her to the blanket again.

“Wow,” she whispered. “You’re strong.”

“You’re small. And sweet.” He slid his gaze down her body, over her breasts to her belly, lower. “And so fucking hot.”

Drawing in a shuddering breath, she watched him. “I’ve never heard you talk dirty.”

“It’s a wonder I can talk at all.” Sitting back to look at her, he said, “I’m on the ragged edge here.” Looking wasn’t enough, so he opened a hand on her flat belly. Breathing deeply, he trailed his palm up to the dip of her waist, pushed the T-shirt up over her ribs, all the way to her bra.

Zoey surprised him by sitting up, grabbing the hem of her shirt and jerking it off over her head. “You, too,” she ordered.

He obliged, stripping off his shirt and tossing it by hers.

With purring interest, she put her small, warm hands against him, spreading her fingers out over his chest.

He brought her in for another taste and, keeping his mouth on hers, lowered her to the blanket once more. He was aware of the crackling fire, the sounds of nature.

And Zoey.

Each small sound she made, each shiver and gasp, made him want more.

He was content to enjoy her mouth for a good long while, each kiss hotter, longer.

Damn, the girl could kiss.

When she pushed him to his back, he went willingly, enjoying the way she sprawled over him, how she stroked his shoulders and chest and down to his abs.

When her busy hands reached the front of his jeans, he went still. “Zoey...” he rasped in warning.

“Mmm?” Sitting up, she tackled his snap and carefully, agonizingly, lowered the zipper.

Like a sexy angel, she knelt beside him, the firelight making a halo of her tangled hair. Muscles pulled taut in anticipation, he watched as she slipped a hand inside his fly...and stroked along his length.

Groaning, he tried to think of all the reasons why he shouldn’t let her rush things. But damn, with her hand working him, rushing seemed like a very good idea.

He was dying to see her, all of her, so while she stayed occupied making him insane, he reached for the front closure of her bra.

It opened easily, the cups parting to show soft, full breasts and tight, pink nipples.

Zoey removed her hand long enough to shrug off the bra, leaving her naked except for those sinful panties. Before she could go back to tormenting him, Garrett sat up to remove his shoes and socks, then stood to shove out of his jeans.

Still on her knees, now in front of him, Zoey said, “The boxers, too.”

He had no problem with that and shucked them off as well.

Like a living fantasy, Zoey gave another vibrating “mmmm,” and reached for him.

A smidgen of reality wormed in past the smoldering lust and Garrett caught her hands.

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