Slow Ride by Erin McCarthy

Author:Erin McCarthy
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780425243961
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 2011-10-03T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

DIESEL could have let her just fall asleep. They could have cuddled and left it at that.

But the minute he saw her crawling across his bed on all fours toward the pillow he decided he wasn’t quite ready to let her sleep. He hadn’t been expecting a week earlier that he would have Tuesday in his bed and he wasn’t sure that he ever would again, so he figured he might as well enjoy every second of it.

“Ah, I can’t wait to go to sleep.” Tuesday pulled back the covers.

Diesel grabbed her thighs to hold her in place before she scooted under and disappeared from his view. His basketball shorts were hanging loosely on her and he liked that she was wearing his clothes. It made him feel territorial, something he had no business feeling, but there it was. And he was going to pull those down and thrust into her from behind, where he could see the curve of her tight ass surrounding him.

“What?” she asked. “Is something wrong?”

His response was to yank those shorts down to her thighs. “I’m not ready to sleep yet.”

“No?” Her tone had changed from curious to intrigued.

“No.” The minute he saw her bare skin in front of him as she was on all fours he had an idea. “Stay just like that. Don’t move.”

“Yes, sir,” she said, her tone so filled with arousal Diesel almost changed his mind and plunged into her.

But instead he stuck to his original thought and went over to the dresser and retrieved the riding hat she’d been wearing earlier and the crop. Bending over, he grabbed her boots off the floor and brought it all to the bed. Amazingly, she was still exactly as he’d left her, up on all fours, facing front.

He lifted each of her knees and pulled the shorts off of her completely. She sucked in a breath with his first touch, and he enjoyed the sound of it. She didn’t know what he was going to do or where he was going to touch, yet she was completely letting him take control. He found that hot as hell.

“Sit up and take your shirt off.”

She did, without hesitation, her long arms lifting in the air, her back a smooth expanse of pale skin, her waist dipping in. Diesel slid his hands along her curves, his body tight with anticipation.

He put the hat on her head. “Now back on all fours.”

As he pulled his jeans off, she paused, her eyebrows raised as she glanced at him over her shoulder.

“What am I, a horse?” she asked with a sniff of disdain.

“No, not at all.” Diesel took the crop and ran the handle across the bare flesh of her backside, watching the goose bumps raise on her skin. “But if you were, you’d be a wild horse. That needs to be broken.”

He meant it as playful, as sexy bedroom talk, and he hoped she would take it that way. When he moved the crop between her legs,

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