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Authors: Patrice Michelle
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hands and knees caused the words to lodge in his throat.
Very little light filtered into the trailer. The roof and sides made the space feel hot and secluded as he moved deeper into the room. He didn’t care if it smelled of horses. It was his own private haven with the woman who’d managed to haunt his sleep.
The bits of hay Evan had dropped on her way up the ramp must’ve muffled his approach because Evan apparently hadn’t heard him coming. She continued moving around, spreading the hay with quick actions, oblivious to his presence. The lecherous part of him didn’t want to end the show either now that his body blocked anyone else’s view.
His heart rammed in his chest and his erection rubbed uncomfortably against his jeans. He adjusted his cock, trying to relieve the pressure his zipper caused. Touching himself only managed to turn him on more. Ty gritted his teeth, holding back his baser instincts to lean over and touch Evan. He could so easily slip his fingers past the tiny crotch of her jeans into her wet heat underneath.
He heard her heavy breathing as she worked and couldn’t help imagining her breathing like that for an entirely different reason. He wanted her like this, breathless and sweaty, bent over and ready to take him.
He closed his eyes, fighting his desire. But when he opened them and Evan actually wiggled her nicely rounded ass as she began to back up, he lost the battle.
Ty narrowed his gaze and squatted. With deliberate determination, he pulled the gloves off his hands and tossed them to the floor. Resting his forearms on his knees, he sat and waited for Evan to back into him.
His cock ached when she was within two feet. She’d stopped to grab something underneath the hay. Ty’s patience had snapped. He started to move forward, to clasp her curved hips, when something hard hit him on the forehead.
Pain radiated up his head. “Sonofabitch!” he hissed as he fell onto his back and grabbed his brow right above his right eye.
“Ohmigod, Ty!” Evan leaned over him and grabbed his hand. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you were behind me.”
“Apparently not,” he said in a dry tone as he pulled his hand away from his head. Bright red blood covered his palm. “What’d you hit me with? A shovel?”
Evan’s brow furrowed as she looked at his cut. “No, Flash’s bridle had fallen from the wall where I’d hung it earlier. It was underneath the hay. I was tossing it behind me to get it out of the way…” She paused and a perplexed look crossed her face. “Though I have no idea how I threw it so high it hit you in the forehead.”
“I can think of better ways to get me flat on my back.”
She rolled her eyes at his blatant, sexy comment as she grabbed his hand and started to pull him to his feet. “Come on. I have a feeling that cut needs stitches.”
Ty shrugged off the pain and stood on his own. “Nah, I’ll be fine.”
A stubborn look crossed Evan’s face. “You’re going to the doctor even if I have to hogtie you again to get you there. Put your hand on your cut until I can get a bandage for you,” she ordered before she ran down the ramp and disappeared.
Ty sighed and did as she asked as he exited the trailer.
Evan met him as he came around the side of her SUV. “Okay, let me see it.”
He lowered his hand once more and she placed a bandage over his cut.
“Ow!” He winced and tried to pull back from the stinging pain.
She grabbed his arm and held him still while she applied pressure. “Stop being a baby. That’s an antiseptic to disinfect your cut. Keep it on there while I drive you to the doctor.”
Jena walked out of her house and ran down the steps once she saw Ty holding a bandage to his head. “What happened?”
“I, uh, whacked your brother with Flash’s bridle by accident. Since the trailer’s hooked to my SUV, can I borrow your truck to take him to Dr. Shelton’s office?”
“Yes, of course.” Jena glanced at her brother as she clasped
Very little light filtered into the trailer. The roof and sides made the space feel hot and secluded as he moved deeper into the room. He didn’t care if it smelled of horses. It was his own private haven with the woman who’d managed to haunt his sleep.
The bits of hay Evan had dropped on her way up the ramp must’ve muffled his approach because Evan apparently hadn’t heard him coming. She continued moving around, spreading the hay with quick actions, oblivious to his presence. The lecherous part of him didn’t want to end the show either now that his body blocked anyone else’s view.
His heart rammed in his chest and his erection rubbed uncomfortably against his jeans. He adjusted his cock, trying to relieve the pressure his zipper caused. Touching himself only managed to turn him on more. Ty gritted his teeth, holding back his baser instincts to lean over and touch Evan. He could so easily slip his fingers past the tiny crotch of her jeans into her wet heat underneath.
He heard her heavy breathing as she worked and couldn’t help imagining her breathing like that for an entirely different reason. He wanted her like this, breathless and sweaty, bent over and ready to take him.
He closed his eyes, fighting his desire. But when he opened them and Evan actually wiggled her nicely rounded ass as she began to back up, he lost the battle.
Ty narrowed his gaze and squatted. With deliberate determination, he pulled the gloves off his hands and tossed them to the floor. Resting his forearms on his knees, he sat and waited for Evan to back into him.
His cock ached when she was within two feet. She’d stopped to grab something underneath the hay. Ty’s patience had snapped. He started to move forward, to clasp her curved hips, when something hard hit him on the forehead.
Pain radiated up his head. “Sonofabitch!” he hissed as he fell onto his back and grabbed his brow right above his right eye.
“Ohmigod, Ty!” Evan leaned over him and grabbed his hand. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you were behind me.”
“Apparently not,” he said in a dry tone as he pulled his hand away from his head. Bright red blood covered his palm. “What’d you hit me with? A shovel?”
Evan’s brow furrowed as she looked at his cut. “No, Flash’s bridle had fallen from the wall where I’d hung it earlier. It was underneath the hay. I was tossing it behind me to get it out of the way…” She paused and a perplexed look crossed her face. “Though I have no idea how I threw it so high it hit you in the forehead.”
“I can think of better ways to get me flat on my back.”
She rolled her eyes at his blatant, sexy comment as she grabbed his hand and started to pull him to his feet. “Come on. I have a feeling that cut needs stitches.”
Ty shrugged off the pain and stood on his own. “Nah, I’ll be fine.”
A stubborn look crossed Evan’s face. “You’re going to the doctor even if I have to hogtie you again to get you there. Put your hand on your cut until I can get a bandage for you,” she ordered before she ran down the ramp and disappeared.
Ty sighed and did as she asked as he exited the trailer.
Evan met him as he came around the side of her SUV. “Okay, let me see it.”
He lowered his hand once more and she placed a bandage over his cut.
“Ow!” He winced and tried to pull back from the stinging pain.
She grabbed his arm and held him still while she applied pressure. “Stop being a baby. That’s an antiseptic to disinfect your cut. Keep it on there while I drive you to the doctor.”
Jena walked out of her house and ran down the steps once she saw Ty holding a bandage to his head. “What happened?”
“I, uh, whacked your brother with Flash’s bridle by accident. Since the trailer’s hooked to my SUV, can I borrow your truck to take him to Dr. Shelton’s office?”
“Yes, of course.” Jena glanced at her brother as she clasped
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