Good Time Girl by Candace Schuler

Author:Candace Schuler
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2002-03-26T16:00:00+00:00

“NO, ABSOLUTELY NOT. No way.” Roxanne slapped at Tom’s hands and tried to stifle an excited giggle. “I am absolutely not going to have sex in the back of a pickup,” she said primly, even though the very thought of it had her juices flowing. “They’ll hear us.”

“They” were Rooster and two other cowboys who were hitching a ride to the next rodeo. Their car had overheated in the middle of the Arizona desert, causing the engine to freeze up. Since it was on its last legs, anyway, an oil-guzzling junker purchased for a couple of hundred dollars, they simply left it where it was, hefted their gear on their backs, and started walking. Tom picked them up about a hundred miles east of Window Rock, which worked out just fine because it gave them two more drivers on the long haul to Canon City.

“Nobody’s going to hear a thing, Slim,” Tom wheedled, his voice warm and cajoling. “Rooster’s got his George Strait CD turned up full blast. And even if he didn’t, what with the road noise and the wind, and us back here all private and cozy under the camper, snug as two bugs in a rug, they wouldn’t hear us, anyway. Not unless you scream real loud.” He grinned wickedly, and tugged at the placket of the Western-cut shirt she’d bought at the rodeo in Santa Fe, popping the little pearl snaps to expose her leopard-print push-up bra to his avid gaze. “Damn, you wore this on purpose, didn’t you?” He ran his hand over her décolletage, tracing the upper curves of her plumped-up breasts with his fingertips. “You know it makes me crazy.”

“No,” she said, although it was true. “I wore it because it’s the last clean one in my suitcase until we can stop at a Laundromat.”

He skimmed his hand down over her stomach to the top button on her jeans and popped it open, too. “Are you wearin’ those sexy little leopard panties, too?” He pulled the zipper down before she could stop him. “Let me see.”

She slapped his hand away again. “I mean it. We’re not having sex back here.”

He traced a fingertip along the edge of her panties. “How about we just fool around a little bit, then?”

“Absolutely not,” she said, and rolled over on her side, away from him. “Go to sleep. You’ve got to ride in less than eight hours.”

“I’d rather ride you right now,” he murmured, and kissed her nape.

Roxanne steeled herself against temptation. “Sleep,” she said sternly, and closed her own eyes.

“I’m too keyed up to sleep.” He slid his hand over her hip and down inside the opened fly of her jeans. His palm was flat on her belly, his long, callused fingers sliding under the edge of her panties to touch the crinkly blond hair that covered her mound. He brushed them back and forth, just above where she was beginning to crave his touch. “I’d probably drop right off to sleep if I was more relaxed.

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