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and stalked toward her into the empty stable with the stride of a predatory animal.
“You know ... like a boyfriend?” The huskiness of his voice enveloped her.
Her heartbeat roared in her ears and her chest felt like it would explode at any moment. She thought about mentioning Kevin, but then thought better of it. Besides she hadn’t actually been out with Kevin enough times to consider him a boyfriend. “No, there’s no one special,” she whispered while continuing to retreat farther into the stall.
Colt’s eyes were blazing. Graysen hit the wall in the back of the stall. The gate closed behind Colt while he continued towards her. She was trapped, and she knew something that would change her life forever was about to happen. She was absolutely astounded. Never in a million years had anything like this happened to her. Should she try to stop it?
“Colt, what are you doing?” Graysen tried to steady her whisper, but it was broken as he closed in on her.
A strong, masculine hand wove its way through a strand of hair that partially covered her face and tucked it behind her ear before he placed his hands against the wall on either side of her head. He leaned down and gazed into her eyes before whispering in her ear, his deep voice soft and seductive. “I’m gonna kiss you now, Iowa ...”
Graysen managed to close her eyes before his perfect, full mouth found hers. She floated. His lips were warm and inviting, and he spread them over her mouth carefully, as if he were worried he might bruise her. Colt brought his hand up to cup the curve of her cheek, caressing the skin with his thumb as his lips moved softly over hers. This kiss was not what she expected. She tugged Colt closer, pulling him until she was sandwiched tightly between him and the stall door, her petite frame pressed up against his tall, muscular one. He moved his right hand to cup the back of her head, protecting it with his knuckles while he groaned loudly against her mouth.
He groaned because of me . The groan was loud, feral, and erotic. Graysen would remember that sound and the way it vibrated against her lips, echoing into her mouth, for as long as she lived. She felt the blood course through her, hot and heavy, as her skin bloomed under his touch. His lips covered hers, softly at first, but then more roughly, both of his hands now cupping her face. He tasted her, no, devoured her with fervor, slipping his tongue between her lips and gently tugging the lower one with his teeth. He kissed her with an expertness that made his horsemanship seem amateur. Her legs buckled and instead of catching her, Colt came down with her, and soon they were both on their knees and in each other’s arms.
Graysen’s hands traveled through his tousled, dark hair and made their way down his neck, shoulders and rested on his chest. A restless hunger coiled within her. He felt hot, and solid, and powerful under her hands. Her tongue met his with equal ardor. They consumed each other, and nothing in her life had ever felt so right.
A small part of her trembled at what was happening. That part of her took over for one brief moment and stopped him from kissing her. Graysen gripped his face and agonizingly tore her mouth from his.
Colt forced his eyes open. He had one hand wrapped around her back while the other grasped her thigh, just underneath the hem of her jean shorts. She had only this moment before she would be completely consumed with her need for him, and then there would be no turning back.
She had to tear herself away from his embrace so she could think clearly. How she managed to, she didn’t know, but she was glad that one part of her mind still realized the intense desire she felt for him would only bring her anguish in the end if she let it continue. She was in agony after just one passionate kiss. She knew it would be torture to be his completely only for a brief time and then have to return to her life in Iowa.
Quickly, Graysen scooted back a few
“You know ... like a boyfriend?” The huskiness of his voice enveloped her.
Her heartbeat roared in her ears and her chest felt like it would explode at any moment. She thought about mentioning Kevin, but then thought better of it. Besides she hadn’t actually been out with Kevin enough times to consider him a boyfriend. “No, there’s no one special,” she whispered while continuing to retreat farther into the stall.
Colt’s eyes were blazing. Graysen hit the wall in the back of the stall. The gate closed behind Colt while he continued towards her. She was trapped, and she knew something that would change her life forever was about to happen. She was absolutely astounded. Never in a million years had anything like this happened to her. Should she try to stop it?
“Colt, what are you doing?” Graysen tried to steady her whisper, but it was broken as he closed in on her.
A strong, masculine hand wove its way through a strand of hair that partially covered her face and tucked it behind her ear before he placed his hands against the wall on either side of her head. He leaned down and gazed into her eyes before whispering in her ear, his deep voice soft and seductive. “I’m gonna kiss you now, Iowa ...”
Graysen managed to close her eyes before his perfect, full mouth found hers. She floated. His lips were warm and inviting, and he spread them over her mouth carefully, as if he were worried he might bruise her. Colt brought his hand up to cup the curve of her cheek, caressing the skin with his thumb as his lips moved softly over hers. This kiss was not what she expected. She tugged Colt closer, pulling him until she was sandwiched tightly between him and the stall door, her petite frame pressed up against his tall, muscular one. He moved his right hand to cup the back of her head, protecting it with his knuckles while he groaned loudly against her mouth.
He groaned because of me . The groan was loud, feral, and erotic. Graysen would remember that sound and the way it vibrated against her lips, echoing into her mouth, for as long as she lived. She felt the blood course through her, hot and heavy, as her skin bloomed under his touch. His lips covered hers, softly at first, but then more roughly, both of his hands now cupping her face. He tasted her, no, devoured her with fervor, slipping his tongue between her lips and gently tugging the lower one with his teeth. He kissed her with an expertness that made his horsemanship seem amateur. Her legs buckled and instead of catching her, Colt came down with her, and soon they were both on their knees and in each other’s arms.
Graysen’s hands traveled through his tousled, dark hair and made their way down his neck, shoulders and rested on his chest. A restless hunger coiled within her. He felt hot, and solid, and powerful under her hands. Her tongue met his with equal ardor. They consumed each other, and nothing in her life had ever felt so right.
A small part of her trembled at what was happening. That part of her took over for one brief moment and stopped him from kissing her. Graysen gripped his face and agonizingly tore her mouth from his.
Colt forced his eyes open. He had one hand wrapped around her back while the other grasped her thigh, just underneath the hem of her jean shorts. She had only this moment before she would be completely consumed with her need for him, and then there would be no turning back.
She had to tear herself away from his embrace so she could think clearly. How she managed to, she didn’t know, but she was glad that one part of her mind still realized the intense desire she felt for him would only bring her anguish in the end if she let it continue. She was in agony after just one passionate kiss. She knew it would be torture to be his completely only for a brief time and then have to return to her life in Iowa.
Quickly, Graysen scooted back a few
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