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  With him riding shirtless under the beaming sun, I can see how powerfully built he is. I try to turn away, but my eyes are glued to his incredible physique. The man is oozing testosterone that’s making me as dizzy as I was last night when he first kissed me.

  Both Jake and his black beauty cut imposing figures against the Rocky Mountains. This would make quite the photo. I’m tempted to pull up my camera and capture this moment in time, but I’m worried I might distract him.

  It must have been a trying morning for Jake, because every time he calls out Romeo’s name to get him back in line, his jaw tightens as he grips tighter on the reins of his own horse. Damn, he’s so sexy, so commanding and so utterly fuckable right now.

  Down, girl. He’s your boss’ brother. Not a random hunk at your disposal. Last night was a forgivable indiscretion, but it can never happen again.

  I know he says he’s not a cowboy, but he surely rides like one. As I observe Jake moving like a prize rodeo winner on his black beauty, I can’t help but think of how profoundly he affects me. When Isadora sent me back to my house to take a shower before breakfast, I did something unfathomable to me until a few hours ago and just thinking about it now brings fire to my cheeks and my pussy. Fueled by the longing I still had for Jake after crawling out of his bed in a hurry, I touched myself under the cool running water, reliving every moment from last night.

  I was on the verge of dissolving over my own finger when Hunter’s face flashed in my dream out of nowhere. Tall, cocky and handsome as hell, Hunter joined us in Jake’s large California king bed and there I was trapped between a pair of sexy studs. Two hunks. Two hard cocks under my tongue. Two men worshiping me. My fingers had quickened at the thought of being possessed by these two men and as my arousal mounted, I slid my fingers eagerly in and out of my slick pussy as images and sensations flooded over me. I came so hard, I had to hold on to the shower wall in order to avoid collapsing.

  I’ve never touched myself like that in my life. Flashing back to that moment forces me to close my eyes as I bite my lower lip. Damn, that was hotter than hell. These two tempting guys are going to make it hard for me to keep focused on my new job. Sex with Jake was out of this world last night. Hmmm, I wonder if Hunter is as good as a lover?

  As soon as the thought pops into my consciousness, I squash it. Seriously, Ali?

  Suddenly Jake is staring right at me and his glance sends warmth all the way down my pussy. He looks away when Romeo rears up on his back legs and waves his front hooves in a menacing way. Freaked out, I back away from the wooden fence and I resume my little exploration. I need to let Jake do his job.

  I walk a while from where I left Jake towards a remote barn ahead of me. Intrigued, I follow the path leading to the shack.

  I don’t know what I expected, but when I push open the door, I’m greeted by an empty space that looks like it’s been arranged by a Hollywood set designer. There are stacks of hay, empty crates, a few antique pieces of furniture, piles of crocheted blankets, an old pinball machine and a vintage jukebox that looks like it’s jumped out of the movie Grease.

  I tilt my head back, astounded by the wooden beams in the ceiling. The cracks between the wooden planks allow a beautiful late-morning light to seep in. Gosh, this is perfect. I take a few steps inside the empty space, trying to angle myself to capture the perfect shot. When I turn around, I face an area that resembles an exposed attic.

  “Seems like they stock surplus hay up there,” I say aloud.

  The old ladder leaning against a plank leading up to the little nook only adds to the montage. This looks so vintage compared to the other more modern buildings on this ranch. I grab my camera and start snapping, hoping one of my pictures will depict the beauty I see.

  “You should have taken photos of Romeo when you were watching us out there.”

  Jake’s voice startles me and I spin around so quickly I nearly drop my camera. “I didn’t want to distract you. You were so focused,” I babble.

  “Yeah, it takes patience and concentration to calm down an excited horse.”

  “It was impressive to watch.”

  “Romeo is young, strong-headed and impetuous. He likes to give the guys a hard time, but he knows he can’t intimidate Dirk, Hunter or I. Since none of the men could handle him this morning, I decided to give it a shot. Dirk would normally be the one taming Romeo, but he already had his hands full.”

  “Well, from a spectator’s point of view you looked like a pro.”

  “I learned how to ride a horse like a cowboy by taking lessons from the best riding coach in Colorado when we bought the ranch, but thanks for boosting my confidence.” He grins.

  “For some reason, I doubt you need my seal of approval.” Jake is the most self-assured man I’ve ever met.

  “You changed your shirt? Yellow looks good on you.”

  His presence is so overpowering, the words choke at the base of my throat. “You guys were right. Black attracts too much heat.” I fan myself to emphasize my point and to hide my nervousness.

  “Told you it could get pretty hot out here. Half the time, we don’t even bother wearing a shirt.”

  Thanks for pointing out the obvious. I’m unable to peel my eyes away from his tanned and well-defined pecs. His six-pack is calling for my touch and his muscular biceps are begging for my kiss. I’m about to turn away, but a pearl of sweat trails down the middle of his powerful chest and slides along his defined abs. The glistening drop only stops when it reaches the belt of his Wranglers. A line of dark hair extends from his belly button down into his jeans. Fuck. I fold my lower lip into my mouth to avoid gasping at the sight of his half-nakedness. My pussy pulsates as my eyes run down the sides of his sculpted V. I have no doubt God was a clever one. She must have conceived the tongue just to allow us to brush up and down that erogenous zone on a man’s delicious body.

  Mother of God, this man is ripped.

  I’m sure I’m ogling him so intensely he must see the drool dripping from my mouth.

  He pushes off the doorframe, closes the heavy door behind him, flings his cowboy hat on the floor and crosses the barn towards me.

  “If you’re going to stay with us for the next few months, you’ll need proper cowgirl boots,” he sneers. “These New York City sneakers won’t do around here for long.”

  “I know,” I say, looking down at my feet, which are so tiny compared to his. “Boots cost a fortune in Manhattan and I figured it would be easier to buy an affordable pair out here.” I stare down again to avoid what I read in his eyes. His scarred cowboy boots are firmly planted on the ground and his tight-fitting jeans do little to conceal the muscles in his thighs or his bulging erection. This is a powerful man. Not one of those idiotic boys I’ve been dating so far who pretend to be grown up.

  “You should get Riley to take you shopping.”

  For some inexplicable reason my Nikon feels like it weighs a ton. I take a few steps towards a stack of hay and drop the camera I’ve been clutching since he walked into this place.

  “I will.” I turn around and muster the courage to look up and meet his lustful gaze.

  The conversation between us is tense, as if both of us are trying to find the words to justify last night. I still owe him an explanation.

  “I wish you hadn’t left my bed so early.”

  Once again, his words catch me by surprise.

  “I’m sorry,” I say. His gaze lingers on my boobs, bringing a rush of heat to my cheeks. The air is stifling inside the barn and since I was alone until a few minutes ago, I allowed myself to undo a few buttons to cool down. It was a good idea at the time, but now I feel completely exposed. “I didn’t mean to… You know…”

  “No, I don’t. Why don’t you tell me why you refused to allow me to taste more of you when I woke up?” He takes a few steps closer to me and he’s now towering over me. I know I’m only five-two, but I’m so small next to his enigmatic presence.

  “Jake, we were both in a trance last night and I
thought maybe this morning…”

  “A trance? Is that how you feel? It makes it sound like you weren’t wholly present last night. Were you holding back on me?”

  My eyes widen and I jerk my head back as if his question hit me across the face. “I wasn’t.”

  “Ali, I was very much aware of what I was doing.”

  “You don’t have to soften the blow.” I prefer giving him a way out now than getting hurt later.

  “I’m not. If only you knew how much you made me lose my mind last night.”

  “But you said things…”

  “Did I say anything bad?”

  “On the contrary. You said things no man had ever said to me. You used such dizzying words to describe my body… I figured maybe you’d wake up and realize I look differently in broad daylight…” I let the words trail off.

  “You’re right, you do.”

  I knew he’d have a change of heart once he was well rested.

  “You’re more beautiful than last night. Your pale skin is radiant under the sunlight. I took in every part of you while I was fucking you, Ali, and I could gorge on you all day long.”

  “Oh.” His rawness leaves me speechless. I didn’t expect he’d still want me.

  “I love everything about you. Why is it so difficult for you to accept this?”

  “Men don’t usually react to me this way,” I confess.

  “I had to contain myself this morning at breakfast not to clear off the granite counter with one hand and take you right there in front of Hunter and Isadora—I wanted you that much.”

  Pure lust rages through me like a blazing incandescence and I can’t stand the distance between us for one more minute. Judging from the carnal look in his sparkling blue eyes, neither can he. He closes the gap between us and we’re so close I can hear his heartbeat.

  “I know we haven’t spent too much time getting to know each other before jumping in bed together, but this kind of attraction isn’t something you fake—I can’t, anyway.”

  “Jake,” I exhale.

  The intoxicating scent of sweat and leather emanating from his sinful body only makes his plea more irresistible.

  “If you want out, now’s the time to say so, because once I kiss you, I’m not stopping until I come gushing between your thighs,” he says, his breath tickling my chin.

  I can’t believe this virile man wants me so much. The last thing I want is out. I want all of him.

  “I’m in.” Before I even finish my sentence, he leans in, cups my head, pulls me so close to him it’s as if we are one, and gives me a kiss so smoldering hot it puts a raging California fire to shame. When he releases me, I gasp for air, raising my hand to my lips. And here I thought he might have felt last night was a mistake. Damn, no one has ever touched me the way Jake does—no one. I break our embrace and look up at him, panting. My head whirls like a spinning top as I lose myself in his blue eyes. “You’re an incredible kisser.”

  “Your lips respond so well to mine,” he says before leaning in and taking my lips again. His hand slides around my waist and he presses me closer to him—against his erection.

  I stand on my tiptoes to respond to his embrace. God, this is insane. My hands are compelled to explore his muscular body and my skin tingles with every touch. A combustive heat builds up inside me that had pretty much died until he revived it last night and I allow myself to believe he is my reward for all the shitty boyfriends who have crossed my path. When Jake slides his hand down my back, I lean into him, too far gone in our kiss to care about any of the silly little rules I set for myself earlier this morning in regards to our relationship during my stay at the ranch.

  Jake caresses the length of my body all the way to my boobs. My breath catches at the back of my throat and I remember how he grabbed my breasts as if he owned me last night.

  “I like your hair up, but when it’s down, it’s so much sexier,” he says, pulling the elastic out of my hair, freeing my mane. “Now, that’s much better.” He combs my waist-length hair with his fingers before he fists it, forcing me to look up at him. “Do you know how much I want you right now?” He smiles slowly at me as I quiver in his grasp and I already know he has me where he wants me.

  “I want you so badly, Jake.”

  “I can see that.” His cheeks crease with his smile and it’s only when he runs his finger over my lips that I realize my mouth is open. I’m breathing fast.

  “I shouldn’t have said that.” I blush at my own forwardness.

  “You give me a hard-on every time I see you,” he growls, pressing himself harder against me. “If we walk back to my house, one of the workers will catch us and we’ll raise suspicious looks and unnecessary gossip. In here, I can take my time exploring you intimately.”

  “What if someone walks in and catches us?”

  “The workers know better than to come out to this barn. Riley, Isadora and the kids are gone. Even if the kids were here, this is a no-play zone to them. Not even Isadora is allowed in here.”

  What if Hunter were to walk in on us?

  The thought pops into my mind and a particularly raunchy scene of the two men kissing and caressing every part of my body flashes in front of my eyes. What has gotten into me? I’ve gone from the queen of vanilla to an insatiable vixen who gets turned on by the thought of being with two men—at the same time.

  His right hand curves around the swell of my boob and lightly squeezes.

  “Argh,” I whisper as my nipples harden under his touch and my pussy clenches, desperate for relief.

  A rush of excitement travels through me and I bite the inside of my right cheek when his fingers find my erected nipples and begin to tease them thought the fabric of my bra and shirt. I’m so hungry for him, I kiss him harder as he sweeps his thumbs over my sensitive peaks, nearly driving me to moan out loud.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  JAKE

  When she purrs like this, I could give her anything she wants.

  I hadn’t planned on fucking Allison in the barn like this, but when I was breaking Romeo and I saw her approaching, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. I don’t know what was going on through her mind, but when she closed her eyes, the expression on her face made my cock so hard it made riding an uncomfortable experience. When she walked away, I instinctively followed her from a distance.

  When I felt the young rebellious horse had had enough for the day, I asked Ross Tilworth, one of our newest recruits, to take over. I don’t know what I was thinking, but when I caught a glimpse of her swaying hips, all bets were off. I had to have her again.

  Once is an accident, but twice is deliberate seduction and I know it’s going to be challenging for me to justify my salacious actions to my best friend. He has the right to give me a hard time about what I’ve done. But how the hell am I supposed to resist her?

  “I’m pretty sure you’ve never had sex in a barn in the Big Apple.” I chuckle against her lips.

  “I’ve only had sex in a bed.”

  “What?” I pull away to make sure I’ve heard her correctly. “You mean, not even on a couch or in the shower?”

  “No. My ex-boyfriend, and the ones before him, liked it in the bedroom. Since I haven’t been with that many men, I just assumed it was normal,” she continues shyly.

  “Fools,” I say, undoing the buttons to her yellow shirt. “Keeping it solely in the bedroom is so old-school. I thought younger guys would be more adventurous.” I slide my hand under her bra and cup her firmly. The startled way she inhales makes me smile. “Do you want to discover more?”

  “What do you mean?”

  “I’m not sure how far I can push you, but there are things I want to explore with you… if you’re willing to be open.”

  She stares up at me for a few seconds and I can see her pondering my offer. The twinkle in her eye is a dead giveaway, but when the sides of her lips curl up, I know she’s willing to take this ride with me.

  I’ve been dying to live out a kink of mine an
d I know Ali is the only one who can satisfy this naughty fantasy.

  “Take me there.”

  Her vulnerability in this moment is like a drug. Without wasting one more precious minute, I grasp her wrists and elevate her arms above her head. She looks up at me and she sees I’m waiting for her reaction.

  “Are you sure?”

  She nods and her lips part. Her glimmering hazel eyes catch the light peeping between the planks in the ceiling and they sparkle like gemstones.

  “I want to take your body to new heights. I would never hurt you. Do you trust me?”

  What I have in mind might rattle her at first, but I know she’ll lose all her senses once I’m gorging on her ravishing body.

  “Uh-huh.” She nods, but I need to be sure.

  “I want to hear the words, Ali.”

  She sucks in a deep breath as if she’s about to jump off a cliff straight into the deepest part of Cache la Poudre River that flows through Fort Collins. “Jake, I want more. I trust you.”

  “Good girl.” I crush her lips, satisfied with her answer and excited by the thought of unleashing more of the bad girl who came out to play last night. I bring my legs closer together, trapping her between them, and I continue unbuttoning her shirt. “Hmmm, matching bra?”

  “Yes. I told you last night. I have a thing for lingerie.”

  “I’m very grateful you do.” It’s been a long time since I’ve been with a woman who takes so much care in the selection of her naughty underwear. Sure, it was a common occurrence in Silicon Valley and nearly a rite of passage in New York, but women from Colorado don’t seem to obsess as much over the lacy and frilly underwear that breaks down my resolve. As for Lindsay, she had a tendency to go commando, which could be practical, but it robbed me of the pleasure of casting my eyes on delicate lingerie.

  “I gather you like them?” Allison asks with a touch of disobedient defiance.

  “What’s not to like? I can’t wait to see the matching panties.”

  As I move from one button to another, she holds her breath.

  “Is everything okay?”