Hi, y’all. I’ve been working diligently on the second book in Saddles & Second Chances, Penn’s Fortune. It’s coming along perfectly! So perfectly that I want to give you a tasty excerpt to get your juices flowing…
Up for pre-order any second.
Releasing February 15th, 2017!
An unedited excerpt:
The knock brought Penn Jericho up from the couch where he’d been sitting in his dark living room, pondering his day and resting his aching muscles. His prosthetic foot clanked loudly against the wooden planks and anticipation grew wildly in him as he got closer to relief. It had been weeks since he’d found solace in the warmth of soft curves. He was long overdue.
Swinging open the door, he didn’t bother turning on the light as he reached out, grabbed a slender hand and dragged his earlier-than-expected-booty-call across the threshold. His body turned rock-solid, and he realized just how much he needed this. And because he wasn’t wearing any clothes, his cock saluted the sexy bombshell he pushed against the wall. She rewarded him with a whimper of surprise. A framed picture dropped to the floor at their feet, cracking the glass, but he didn’t care. Not. One. Shit.
He nuzzled her hair, glad that she wore it down unlike her usual practical ponytail, and inhaled her scent, then he paused. This wasn’t her usual cheeseburger/alcohol combination from waiting tables at the local honky tonk. No, this reminded him of a fresh batch of cookies. He could eat a dozen, but for now he’d settle for eating one, delicious, wet cookie. He threaded his fingers in her silken hair and lowered his mouth, drawing his tongue along the seam of her lush lips. He tasted cherry. “I thought I’d go crazy waiting on you, Saucy,” he whispered close to her ear.
She stiffened. Now why would she do that? He pulled back, just enough to look down at her. The room was so dark he couldn’t see her expression, but he got the feeling she wasn’t her usual ready-and-willing self. He blew out a long breath. Maybe he’d come on too strong right off the bat, but she never complained before. “Are you playing hard to get?” No answer. “What’s wrong?”
“If I was ‘Saucy’ I’d probably be into this.” The soft voice tinged with an accent that wasn’t Texan made every hair on his body stand.
Have you grabbed your Perfect Cowboy Daddy yet?
Question is… Have you ever had sex in a hot tub?
“Am I late?” He dipped his hand in the water.
“I was getting anxious.”
“To relax in the hot tub?”
“No, for you.” She stood up and water trickled over her bare breasts, streaming from her hard nipples, gliding down her flat stomach and luscious thighs. Steam rolled off her skin. His mouth salivated as his cock shot up against his zipper.
“Damn. What you do to me, sweetheart.” He was as hard as iron and primed as a pile-driver. He skimmed his gaze over her again, admiring how her body glistened in the soft light. Her nipples budded more until they were puffy, crimson beds. “I like what I see.”
She lifted a thin brow as she teasingly slid the tips of her fingers between the valley of her breasts and paused at her navel. He wanted to follow that line with his tongue.
“What are you waitin’ on, doc? I’m all alone in here.” She cooed and sunk back into the water, hiding her precious curves from his hungry gaze.
Without any hesitation or thought of consequences, he toed off his boots, dragged off his hat and tossed it to the nearest chair. Then came his shirt and because he was full of anticipation, he tore off a few buttons in his haste. She chuckled and stilled her arms on the edge of the tub, laying her chin on her folded arms and watching him as he continued to undress. Seeing the glaze in her pale eyes made his gut tight and his cock ache to sink not only in the water but inside of her.
He unsnapped his jeans, loosened the zipper and hurried to push them down his hips and off his legs, followed by his boxers, until he was naked. His staff saluted the sky. He stepped toward her, looking deep into her beautiful eyes.
Once he was inside with her, he waded next to her and she arched her back, bringing her breasts bobbing on top of the water. He couldn’t help but feel as if he’d won the lottery where Moon was concerned.