Excerpt from Second Sunrise Cowboy:
Cash stepped closer into the small space of the bathroom and she inhaled his masculine scent. He gripped the edge of the sink, caging her between his thick, muscular arms.
“Would you hate me if I kissed you?” His gaze held hers.
His husky voice made her heart skip several beats. “I-I…no, I could never hate you.” Before she knew what was happening, he dragged his arms around her, pulling her against his chest and his heated breath caressed her cheek. She shivered and it had nothing to do with the cold. The apex of her thighs quivered as she reached up and buried her fingers into his cotton covered shoulders, clinging to him as her knees weakened. As she stared at him, she waited for what he did next.
“I don’t know you, but I sure as hell want you,” he said on a ragged tone.
This made no sense at all. He came home a different man. Sure, she saw something had changed in him, and she could chalk it up to the fact that he’d caught her partially naked in his bathroom. But this was far from a moment. There was a deep tension rolling through him and it seeped from his every pore.
A scorching heat traveled between them when he lowered his mouth to her ear and whispered, “You smell so good. It’s been a long time since I smelled something so sweet.”
She shivered from her hair roots to the tips of her toes. “You don’t smell so bad yourself, cowboy.” She’d never been good at seduction. She had no idea if her words were corny or did the trick, but the bulge rubbing her thigh told her he didn’t care what she said.
“If you don’t want—”
“I want,” she said a little too quickly. Yeah, she’d definitely have to work on holding back some.
He pressed her between his large body and the counter, smoothing his hands down her back. His fingers dug into her skin. A long breath came through his lips, as if he were holding back. She saw the evidence of his chaos in the depth of his sparkling eyes. They were the clearest blue, as if they were their own special color.
“The look in your eyes is almost damn near ripping out my insides.”
She tilted her chin. “That sounds painful.”
“Oh trust me. It’s painful, but so damn right at the same time.”
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