Cowboy in Colorado by Jasinda Wilder

Cowboy in Colorado by Jasinda Wilder

Author:Jasinda Wilder
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781948445245
Publisher: Jasinda Wilder


9

He shoves the jeans off, but they’re wet and cling to his thighs and calves, and he stumbles as he struggles to rip them off. Finally the leg holes come free of his feet, and he throws them aside, and any lingering awkwardness on his part is gone.

I’m frozen in place.

There are no words for the glory that is a nude Will Auden. He’s all heavy muscle and long lean limbs, all chiseled angles and hard-hewn planes. There’s nothing soft about this man, not an ounce of fat, nothing extra anywhere. I swallow hard, thinking for the first time in my life that just maybe I’ve bitten off more than I can chew in tangling with this one.

He jerks open the shower door and steps in—there would barely be room for him alone, and now there are two of us. Skin slides against skin, and he’s in my space, pressed up against me, filling my world with billowing body heat and hard muscles and masculine scent. His eyes blaze, snapping with raging arousal and unrelenting fury. He resents me, I think, for crashing past whatever barriers he had against me, or thought he had—for forcing my way into his world and shaking it up.

Sorry, pal, but that’s what I do.

I shrink against the farthest wall of the shower, not to get away from him, but to make room for him. He towers over me, his anvil-hard chest rough against mine, scratchy with a dusting of fine hairs. His manhood is…enormous. Considering his profession and the size of the thing standing rigid and straining between us, it would be rather apropos to say he’s hung like a horse. I can’t take my eyes off it—no more than he can take his eyes off my breasts and the apex of my sex, and the rivers of water coursing over my flesh. Neither of us seem eager to make the first move, although we both know precisely what’s catalyzing between us in this tiny shower stall. His chest heaves, his eyes narrow, and that cliff-craggy jawline of his grinds audibly.

“You’re going to crack a tooth, grinding your teeth like that,” I mutter.

“If you’re planning on quitting this game before I take what I want from you, best do it now, girl.” He stares at me hard, his gaze unforgiving, blue eyes exploding with fiery need. “Last chance.”

I just stare back, and our personalities are a rock meeting a hard place—a projectile traveling at high speed meeting an unmovable object.

I’m trembling again, this time with need. It’s been months since I’ve felt the touch of a man, and weeks since I’ve even taken the time to relieve sexual tension on my own, which only goes so far in the first place, and now I’m naked in a shower with a prime specimen of virility and masculine sexuality.

But I’ll be damned if I’ll move first.

He wants a piece of this, he’ll have to take it; I give nothing away for free, not to anyone.

Well…I did strip for him, but that wasn’t for him, that was for myself, proving a point.



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