We all drool over movie stars, sports stars and singers. But I love love love a cowboy. So I’m playing MAN DRESS UP. Sort of like playing with a Ken doll. That plastic man with the gender-neutral crotch could wear ANYTHING!
All right, here goes. Top 10 men I’d like to see don a cowboy hat and boots (in no particular order):
1. David Beckham
2. Adam Levine
3. Charlie Hunnam
4. Henry Cavill
5. Michael Fassbender
6. Mark Wahlburg
7. Stephen Amell
8. Chris Pine
9. Joe Manganiello
10. Sam Heughan
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Read on for a snippet of my upcoming cowboy book ROPIN’ HEARTS, book 4 of the Boot Knockers Ranch series!
It’ll take more than ropes and whips for this cowboy to keep his bratty woman in line.
The Boot Knockers Ranch, Book 4
At twenty-three, Bree Roberts is ready to sow some wild oats. The perfect place to start? The neighboring spread—The Boot Knockers Ranch, where twenty smokin’ hot cowboys deliver sexual therapy to women. The problem? The entry fee is more than she’s made in a lifetime.
Only wanting to explore, she figures her tanned, toned legs will be her ticket to ride. Except Ty keeps kicking her off their land. Then she begins to suspect the reason why. He likes her.
If Ty spots that little vixen wrapped around one of his cowboys one more time, he’s going to throw her over his knee. Trouble is, she’d like it. Catching her participating in the ranch’s notorious, semi-clad corn-hole tournament is one thing, but when he finds her under their resident Dom’s whip, enough is enough.
Ty won’t throw a naked woman out of his bed, namely one who deserves a spanking, but showing Bree the rewards of sex mixed with a little emotion leads to trails neither of them intended to tread.
Contains a spitfire cowgirl who excels at breaking the rules, and a cowboy who lays down the law—and a firm hand on her ass cheek.
Ty started dragging her away. She dug in her bootheels.
“If you don’t walk away with me normal, I’ll pick you up and throw you over my shoulder, Miss Roberts.”
Ice filled her veins. He knew her. How? Was there a wanted poster on the wall somewhere? This man saw dozens of women a week—surely he wouldn’t remember her face after visiting her ranch.
“Let go of me!”
“I don’t think so, sugar tits. You’re trespassing. Wonder what Daddy would think of you down here getting corrupted.”
“Sugar tits! Did you really just call me that?”
He placed his mouth close to her ear, heating it with his words. “Don’t you want to be objectified, sweetheart? Isn’t that why you’re here?”
“No.” She aimed a kick at his shin, but he moved his leg at the same moment. “Where are you taking me?”
Her pulse thrummed. For the first time since rolling under that fence, fear took hold. Not because Ty would likely hand her back to her father and she’d be in for the lecture of her life, but because she might not get another chance with a Boot Knocker.
No, I’ll get a chance.
This time her bootheel glanced off Ty’s shin. He didn’t even flinch, just kept walking.
“What do you have—iron shins?”
He eyed her. “I’ve got iron everything, sweetheart. Now I’m going to put you into my truck and take you home.” With him being shirtless, she was well aware of how hard he was.
“How do you know I didn’t pay to be here?”
He glared at her. Up close his eyes were green, glowing like sea glass. She shut her jaw with such force her teeth grazed her tongue. Biting off a
curse, she let him drag her another ten feet before really digging in.
She tore away and set her hands on her hips. “I can go on my own.”
“I’d prefer to escort you.” He didn’t look fazed by her anger. She felt it simmering just below her skin, about to boil over if he tried to manhandle her again.
She waved a hand as if he were an annoying fly. “Go on back to your Cornhole.”
He ran a hand over his chest and abs. She stopped breathing. The sight of long fingers over ridges of manscaped flesh rendered her panties a soggy scrap.
Sure, Ty had one of those crooked cowboy smiles.
Too bad he was an insufferable jerk.
After his treatment of her, she wouldn’t have sex with Ty if he were the last Boot Knocker on earth.
PREORDER ROPIN HEARTS
Thanks for reading!
~hardworking heroes–in bed and out~