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“Now where was I?” he whispered. “Oh yeah, I remember.”

He brushed a kiss against her lips. What started out as a
slow, soft kiss quickly morphed into something much more carnal and hungry.
Their tongues tangled and his hips moved of their own volition. Her hot, wet
pussy rubbed against his cock and he groaned. Man, he wanted to bury himself in
her right now but then the anticipation would be over already and he planned to
take his time with her. Foreplay, the hunger and yearning, was the best part of
the hunt. There was nothing he liked more than making a woman squirm with need,
and something about Kat made the desire stronger. He wanted her panting,
begging for him. Seeing her come in the truck had given him a hint of what she
looked like in the throes of passion and he really wanted to see her completely
undone.
Before he was.

He broke the kiss and ran his tongue down her neck, across
the top of her breast. Goose bumps pooled on her skin from the touch.
Nice.

He swirled his tongue around her right nipple and her legs
dropped open against the mattress.

Moving over, he sucked the other bud into his mouth and
flicked the right one with his fingers, twisting slightly between his
fingertips. Kat moaned and arched her back, pressing herself closer to him.
Damn, the woman was so incredibly sensual.

Teasingly kissing his way down her body, he dipped his
tongue into her bellybutton then continued lower, positioning himself between
her legs. Inhaling deeply, musky arousal filled his senses and he groaned. “I
didn’t get nearly a good enough taste of you earlier.”

She smiled and widened her legs. “Well then, by all means,
enjoy.”

Justin growled. Fuck, there was nothing sexier than a confident
woman in bed. He spread her lips apart with his fingers. Flattening his tongue,
he made one long, slow swipe of her pussy. Now that’s what he was talking
about. He swirled his tongue around her clit and, using her movements as a
guide, went firmer and softer with his tongue. He sucked the hard nub into his
mouth and she bucked off the bed.

“Oh my god, Justin,” she moaned.

He bit back a grin. Guess she liked that. He inserted his
finger inside her and she rocked her hips against his face. Her fingers laced
into his hair and she held him against her body. She had him clamped so
tightly, there was no way she was letting him go anywhere until he was done,
which was fine by him because this was exactly where he wanted to be. He fucked
her harder with his finger, matching her rhythm while he continually flicked
her clit with his tongue.

“Oh god, that feels good,” she sighed.

“Mmm,” he hummed against her, enjoying the way she shivered
beneath his mouth. Her fingers dug into his scalp almost painfully as she
rocked against him. Her thighs tightened around his ears, practically
smothering him. Oh yeah, she was close. Lust surged through him. He inhaled
deeply, trying to remain in control of his body as the need to bury himself in
her threatened to take over. Kat’s musky arousal filled his senses, making him
growl. Slurping her clit into his mouth again, he curled his finger inside her
and she screamed out her release. Her legs clamped around him like a vise as
she rode out her orgasm.

Finally her legs eased and flopped down onto the mattress,
her fingers uncurled from his hair and she released him. Sitting back on his
knees, he put his fingers in his mouth and groaned. He looked down at her.
“That was hot.”

“That’s putting it mildly,” she said. Her eyes were half
closed and slumberous, her skin flushed with arousal. “So how do you want me?”
she asked.

Justin gulped. No woman had ever asked him that before, and
certainly not with a look on her face that said she’d be up for anything he
threw at her. The picture from earlier of her on her knees with him pulling her
long hair flashed through his mind and his cock throbbed painfully. He cleared
his throat. “From behind work for you?”

A slow, sexy smile spread across her lips. “Oh from behind
definitely works for me.”

She rolled over and pushed her ass into the air, moving from
side to side as she got up on her knees. Justin groaned. He was going to enjoy
having her here for the next few weeks. No commitment, just pure unadulterated
smoking-hot sex.

He grabbed the condom, ripped into the package and sheathed
his cock. Placing himself at the entrance to her pussy, he paused. Kat glanced
at him over her shoulder, smiled and pressed back. That was all the invitation
he needed. He gripped her hips with his hands and pushed forward. She was so
wet he slid right inside. With a grunt he drove into her, burying himself
balls-deep.

They both groaned.

He wrapped his hand in her long hair and gently pulled her
head back. Her hot, tight pussy clenched around him, her body letting him know
she liked playing a little rough. He eased back slowly then thrust back deep.
Continuing his rhythm, he drove them both higher. His balls pulled up tightly,
his orgasm was close. He reached around her and flicked her clit with his other
hand.

Kat arched her back like a cat, throwing her head back, and
he held on tighter as he pounded into her. The deeper he went, the louder she
moaned in pleasure. The sound of his balls slapping against her ass fueled him
on. He rode her hard, loving how into it she was as she pressed back against
him, driving him deeper with each thrust. He rubbed her hardened nub with his
fingers. She groaned out her release as her pussy clenched around him, milking
his cock. That was all he needed to send him over the edge.

His balls drew up tight as heat shot down his spine and
along his shaft as he came. The orgasm that tore through him nearly knocked him
on his ass with its intensity. His arm shook as he fought to hold his weight
off her rather than collapsing onto her back like his body wanted him to.

He untangled his hand from her hair and she dropped her head
down. Her loud breathing matched his own as they both gasped. Resting against
her back, he placed a kiss between her shoulder blades and she shivered. He ran
his tongue up her back and nipped the soft skin at the nape of her neck and her
pussy clenched tightly around his cock. He’d have to remember that spot for
next time. He carefully pulled out of her and disposed of the condom in the
wastebasket beside the bed. Kat collapsed onto the mattress on her stomach, her
face buried in the pillow.

Dropping down beside her, he ran his hand down her spine and
rested his palm on her butt. She had a fantastic ass. After several minutes Kat
turned her head and looked at him. “Now I know where the saying ‘rode hard and
put away wet’ comes from.”

He burst out laughing. That was quite possibly the last
thing he’d expected her to say.

She rolled onto her side and smiled. “That was amazing. Holy
shit. Wow, we are so doing that again as soon as possible. I just need a
minute.” She closed her eyes and sighed. When she opened them again her eyes
were twinkling with mischief. “But next time I’m on top. I have to try out that
whole ‘save a horse ride a cowboy thing’ if that’s all right with you.”

“You’ve been listening to too much country music.” He
laughed. He rolled onto his back and placed his hands behind his head. Damn, he
felt good. He sighed. “Honey, you can ride me anytime you want.”

She glanced down his body and her eyes widened when they landed
on his cock as it sprang to life again. “Already? Mmm, there is something to be
said for clean living.”

“We’re just getting started showing you all the benefits to
life on a ranch,” he said. Cupping the back of her head, he pulled her in to a
kiss. He intended to show her exactly how amazing things could be while she was
here.

Chapter Four

The sun poked its way through her sleep-filled haze. Peeking
open her eyes, she glanced at the bedside clock. Seven-eighteen. Way too early
to wake up on a Sunday morning. Kat rolled over and glanced at the empty space
beside her. Instinctively she’d known Justin wasn’t the type to wait around for
the awkward morning-after discussion. Hell, she’d known when he’d carried her
to her room that he was keeping things nice and casual. But still that didn’t
stop the stab of disappointment that cut through her gut.

Kat rolled out of bed and quickly dressed. She slid on a
pair of jeans, tank top and boots before slathering sunscreen on every inch of
exposed flesh. With one last look in the mirror, Kat inhaled deeply and opened
her bedroom door. From down the hall she could dimly hear the clinking of glass
and soft chatter. Following the sound, she strolled into the kitchen.

The sight seemed so normal, like a real family, not that
she’d ever experienced that firsthand, but it was just what she’d always
pictured a family looking like.

Denise stood with her back to Kat at the large gas range,
spatula in hand as she tended to several frying pans all loaded up with various
breakfast fare.

“Good morning, Kat,” Duncan said, watching her from his
place at the table.

Denise spun around. “Oh Kat, morning. Sorry, I didn’t know
you were up. Let me get you some coffee.”

Waving her off, Kat smiled. “You’re busy enough without
waiting on me. Just point me in the direction of the cups and I’ll help
myself.”

Kasey hopped up from the table, opened the oak cabinet
beside the fridge and handed her a heavy stoneware mug.

“Thanks,” she murmured. Pouring herself a cup of coffee, she
liberally added creamer until it looked the right color and scooped in a
spoonful of sugar. Kat brought the cup up to her lips and inhaled deeply.
“Mmm.” Now that was exactly what she needed to kick her body into gear. The
first sip of the steamy brew was like liquid heaven, every cell in her body
sighed with pleasure as the caffeine zipped through her system.

Coffee in hand, Kat eased herself into a vacant seat at the
table. She couldn’t help wondering where Justin was. Judging by the spread of
food Denise was cooking up, she expected more than just the four of them for
breakfast. Her stomach clenched as she anticipated seeing him again. Would
things be awkward if he pretended nothing had happened between them or would
Justin treat her like a woman he was interested in? Damn it, they should have
discussed this last night.

“Kat?”

She glanced up to find Denise, Kasey and Duncan all staring
at her. Oh crap, how long had she been zoned out in her own little world?

“Sorry, I missed that,” she apologized.

“No problem, I just asked how hungry you were?”

No sooner had the question been asked than her stomach
rumbled loudly.

“I guess you’re hungry.” Denise laughed then loaded up
dishes with eggs, hash browns, bacon and pancakes and set them on the table
then took her own seat.

Kat’s eyes widened as she stared at the spread placed on the
table before her. Good lord, if she ate like this every morning, she’d never
fit into any of her clothes back home. For her a normal breakfast consisted of
a cup of coffee and a piece of toast or maybe a banana.

Watching Kasey and Duncan pile up their plates with food,
she stared in awe. No way they’d be able to eat all that. Would they? Kasey
rolled up a pancake and shoved half of it into his mouth with his fingers. As
he lowered his hand Denise whacked it with her fork. “Hey, come on, manners,
Kase.”

He glanced at Kat and mumbled, “Sorry,” around his mouthful
of pancakes.

“No problem.” She stared in awe as they all continued to
fill their plates.

“I thought you were hungry,” Denise said.

“I am.” She placed two pancakes and two strips of bacon on
her plate.

“Is that all you plan to eat?” Duncan asked her.

“Mmm hmm.”

“You’re gonna need to eat more than that tomorrow if you’re
working, we don’t stop until noon usually, so you’ll need lots of fuel to make
it.”

She smiled at him. “I’ll be fine.”

Duncan shrugged. “All right, but don’t say I didn’t warn
you.”

“Noted.”

Trying to be casual, she glanced toward the back door.

“Jus is already out working, a neighbor spotted a coyote
this morning on the east pasture and gave us a call so Justin’s out dealing
with it.”

The tension she hadn’t even realized she had in her
shoulders eased. Maybe he hadn’t slipped out to avoid the morning-after thing
at all.

“Do you get a lot of coyotes here?” she asked no one in
particular.

Duncan shrugged. “I don’t know. Guess it depends on your
definition. It’s a big ranch and as the weather gets hotter the animals go to
ground, hiding from the heat, so food becomes scarcer. It makes the predators
get a bit more daring looking for a meal. Thankfully there are plenty of
ranches around so they seem to spread out their attacks a bit.”

The phone rang, interrupting the discussion around the
table. Denise answered and after a brief conversation she hung up and sat back
down. “That was Jus. He’s on his way back in. He said to ask you to meet him at
the barn and he’d take you out and show you a bit of the ranch so you were
ready to dig in tomorrow.”

Eager to see Justin again, she shoveled her food into her
mouth and gulped down the last of her coffee. Denise laughed. “No need to rush,
it will take Jus at least fifteen or twenty minutes to get back to the barn so
you have time.”

Heat ran across her cheeks. Busted. God, could she be more
obvious? She forced herself to slow down and eat the last couple of bites
normally. Done, she pushed away from the table and put her plate in the
dishwasher. Trying to look casual, she looked around the room.

Denise caught her eye and shook her head. “Just go.” She
chuckled.

Kat turned to say bye to the guys and found them watching
her. Kasey’s eyebrow arched in speculation, desire and interest burned in his
eyes. He studied her as if trying to decide what the news meant. Duncan flashed
her a bad-boy grin she couldn’t even begin to interpret. If she didn’t know
better, she’d think finding out she was eager to see Justin had just made her
more appealing to these two rugged cowboys.

“I’ll see you guys at lunch then I guess,” Kat said.

“You bet. Have fu-un,” Denise sang.

* * * * *

Outside in the yard, Kat looked around at the expansive
land. It seemed to go for miles and miles before meeting up with the rocky
slopes of the Santa Catalinas. She couldn’t even begin to imagine what it must
be like to live out here. Even with the cattle milling about, it was so quiet.
She could actually hear herself think. Not something she’d ever been able to
say in New York. She inhaled deeply and coughed. The air was too clean. Her
lungs didn’t even know what to do with it. Where was the smog and car exhaust?

She rested her elbows on the top rung of the corral to wait
for Justin. A cool breeze brushed against her skin and she leaned her head back
to enjoy the feel of the sunshine on her face. As much as she didn’t want to
admit it, it was incredibly peaceful here. She could certainly understand the
appeal.

After several minutes she opened her eyes and scanned the
horizon before she saw him riding across the land toward her. He looked
amazing, so comfortable in the saddle. Man and beast moved as if they were one
unit, each an extension of the other as they raced across the field. She’d
never seen anyone ride with that kind of ease.

Her heart thumped against her chest. What would things be
like when he reached her? Would there be that awkward morning-after,
light-of-day discomfort? She certainly hoped not.

Justin rode up and stopped at the edge of the pen. As he
dismounted, Kat strolled over and stopped beside him while he looped the reins
over the rail. The beautiful buttery Palomino nickered and pushed her shoulder
with his head. Kat laughed. “All right, you bossy thing.” She ran her hand down
the horse’s soft muzzle. “Aren’t you gorgeous?”

The horse nickered again as if agreeing with her. Glancing
at Justin, she asked, “What’s his name?”

“Scout.” Justin’s deep voice slid over her body. He glanced
around the yard. They were completely alone. A slow, sexy smile spread across
his face as he moved closer to her. He wrapped his hand around the back of her
neck and pulled her toward him, lining up their bodies.

“Morning,” he whispered against her lips then kissed her.
When they parted, they were both breathing heavily. “Sorry I wasn’t there this
morning, I wanted to talk to you before I left, but holy smokes, woman, you are
virtually impossible to wake up.”

She laughed. “I know, it’s awful. I sleep like the dead. I
have to set three alarms every morning to make sure I hear them.”

“That explains it.” He looked at her and held her stare.
Heat flared between them. Justin cleared his throat. “Right, well, if I plan to
get any work done today I think we should uh…get rolling.”

“Sounds good.”

“You ever been on a horse before?”

“Yeah, I grew up riding.”

“Great, that makes things easy.” As they were talking, an
older gentleman walked toward them with a saddled Appaloosa. Justin looked up.
“Thanks, Jimmy.” The older man nodded as he stopped in front of them.

“Kat, this is Jimmy, Jimmy, Kat, she’ll be staying with us
for the next six weeks or so.” He turned to Kat. “Jimmy has been working here
since before I was born, so if you want to know anything about the area, he’s
the one to ask.”

The grizzled old cowboy looked down at his boots and made a
grumbling noise. She wasn’t sure if it was one of agreement or not.

Kat ran her hand along the nap of the Appaloosa. “And what’s
your name?” she asked the horse.

“That’s Slick, he’ll be nice and gentle with you,” Justin
told her.

The horse nickered in agreement.

“All right then, let’s get going. Do you need help getting
on or are you good?” Justin asked.

Kat bristled at the implication that she needed help getting
on her horse. “I’m fine, thanks.”

Justin chuckled and tipped his hat at her. “All righty.” He
walked over to his own horse and in one smooth movement he was atop Scout.

“Show-off,” she muttered. Even with her long legs, it was a
big reach to put her foot into the stirrup. With her foot situated she grabbed
the horn of the saddle and bounced, once, twice and up she went onto the horse.
Adjusting herself on the saddle, she took hold of the reins in both hands and
sat up tall. It would definitely take some getting used to riding on a western
saddle. Finally feeling as if she was ready, she glanced over at Justin who
watched her with a little smirk on his face.

“We good?” he asked.

“Mmm hmm.”

He started the horses at an easy walk. Unfortunately her
horse kept shaking his head.

Justin stopped alongside her. “Maybe just try holding the
reins looser in one hand.”

She looked at him puzzled. “Why?”

“He’s not used to getting pulled like that from both sides.”

Kat wrinkled her brow but did as he suggested and
transferred the reins to one hand and immediately the horse calmed beneath her.
Huh, guess that was the problem after all.

Justin snickered. “Sorry, he’s not a fancy English kind of
guy.”

“Ha ha.” She shifted on the saddle, trying to get her seat.
Was it that obvious that she’d never ridden western? Great way to impress a
cowboy by looking like a total city slicker.

Justin walked his horse over so he was practically resting
against hers, with his thigh pressed up behind her leg. He placed his hand at
the small of her back. “Slouch down in your seat a little.”

She curled her back.

He pushed a foot against hers in the stirrup. “Turn your
foot out a little.” Doing as she was instructed, she moved her feet, the action
forced her hips to shift deeper into the seat.

Justin nodded. “Yeah, more like that.” He adjusted the
cowboy hat Denise had lent her and winked. “Now you look like a cowgirl, so
let’s see what you’ve got.”

* * * * *

Several hours later Justin led Kat back toward the barn. He
eased himself off his horse and looped the reins over the post. By the time he
got over to Kat she was easing her leg over Slick’s back with painstaking care.
It looked as if every one of her movements hurt. She’d no sooner planted her
feet on the ground than she stumbled backward into his arms. If he hadn’t been
standing behind her she would have fallen on her ass. With a groan Kat leaned
against his chest and bent her legs. “Oh my god, my knees hurt.”

“It takes a little bit of getting used to.” He laughed.
She’d done really good considering she didn’t do this every day. He rubbed her
shoulders and she groaned. The raw, pleasured sound instantly shot a bolt of
lust directly to his cock.

“Mmm, that feels good.” Kat tilted her head forward. He dug
his thumbs into the knots on her neck.

“Holy crap, you’ve got magic hands.” Kat practically purred
beneath his palms.

“Oh yeah, does that mean you don’t want me to stop?”

“Want you to stop? Hell no, I’ll be your frickin’ slave if
you don’t stop.”

His dick twitched against his fly. “My slave, huh?” He liked
the sound of that. A picture of Kat on her knees sucking his cock flashed
through his mind. He pressed his hips against her ass. “So what exactly does
being my slave entail?”

She smacked his arm. “Geez, perv, not what you’re thinking.”

Justin chuckled. “How do you know what I’m thinking?”

“Oh I don’t know, maybe the big hard dick in my ass.” She
snorted

Justin groaned as the dick in question flexed at the idea of
being in her ass. He pushed his hips against her and rubbed. “If my dick was in
your ass, honey, you’d be moaning, not laughing.”