Page 104 of The Cowboy’s Intriguing Love

He knew that she was looking forward to it. Everyone had gone out of their way to make her feel welcome. Laney had been over to work with her and Tanner in the mornings for the last few days. Shay had been a little intimidated by his sister at first– it seemed that most women were, but last night, she’d told him that she loved her, and they were getting along well.

Laney had confirmed that this morning when she’d called Ty as she was leaving the barn and told him that he’d better not screw up because Shay was awesome, and Laney loved having her around.

They’d been over to the bakery a couple of times during the week; just quick visits. The first time, Ford had asked if she could run over there to pick up an order for the bunkhouse. Ty had gone with her – partly because she wasn’t sure of the way, mostly because he didn’t want her making the delivery to the bunkhouse by herself when she got back.

Rocket and Spider had made her welcome, and when Frankie had come in, she’d dragged Shay off to sit and chat with her for a while. She’d texted Ty later, informing him that his girlfriend was awesome and that she and Laney would be taking her out with them soon – and he’d better get used to the idea.

Janey had come by the cabin one afternoon, just to hang out for a while, and she and Shay had gotten along well. And last night, he and Shay had gone over to Kolby and Callie’s place for dinner. He loved that out of all the girls, she seemed to have the most in common with Callie. They just clicked. They weren’t the most obvious pair to team up, given that Callie was a megastar country singer, and Shay was, by her own admission, a small-town girl, but it was clear that they were becoming fast friends. Ty couldn’t be happier about it. He’d hoped that she might make a real friend – someone who she’d get along with even if they weren’t part of his family. It was all the sweeter that Callie was Kolby’s wife. It’d suck if his girl didn’t get along with his twin’s wife.

“Hey, Shay!” he shouted as he let himself into the cabin. “You here?”

He had to adjust his pants when she stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. Her hair was still wet, and her skin was pink and damp.

“Sorry. I just got out. You can have your turn now.”

He stalked toward her and gripped her hips as he chased a drop of water down her neck and over her shoulder with his mouth.

“Ooh!”

He held her closer when she shivered against him. “I’ll need you to make good on that promise when we get home.”

He tugged on her towel. “I’ll make good on it right now, come on.”

Her eyes widened and he grabbed her hand, tugging her into the bathroom. It was still steamy in there and the smell of her soap or shampoo or whatever it was filled his nostrils.

“You said it was my turn.”

“I meant in the shower.”

He grinned. “So do I.”

He stripped down as quickly as he could and turned the faucet, holding his hand under the water until it was warm, but not too hot.

He cocked at an eyebrow at her. “Do you wanna?”

He stood a little straighter as her gaze traveled over him. The look of lust in her eyes when she nodded had him walking her straight into the shower, not stopping until her back was pressed up against the wall, and he was pressed up against her.

He claimed her mouth and let his hands roam all over her. He’d been thinking that he’d soap her down and take his time on her breasts and ass but … the hunger in the way she kissed him back ignited something in him. He’d taken things slowly in bed with her. Well, as slowly as he could. He’d needed to know that she was comfortable with him – that she felt safe and trusted him.

When her hands closed around his ass and she pulled him closer, he figured that he was probably safe to get a bit more adventurous.

She beat him to it when she put a hand to his shoulder, pushing back as he she got down on her knees in front of him.

He ground his teeth together at the sight of water flowing down over her breasts, her pink nipples hard and peaked. He had to rest a hand on her shoulder to keep his balance when she gave him a naughty little smile and slid her hand between his legs.

A low groan escaped from his lips when she cupped his balls in one hand and then closed her fingers around him with the other.

He looked down into her eyes, but the sight of her tongue traveling up and down the length of him, before her lips closed over him was enough to make him come right then and there if he didn’t get ahold of himself.

He let his head fall back and gave himself up to the sensations – the water running down over him, her hands – one nowgripping his thigh while the other gripped the base of him as she bobbed her head.

His hands curled into fists at his sides. He wanted to tangle his fingers in her hair, wanted to hold her still so he could fuck her mouth but more than anything else, he wanted to see her beautiful face when she came for him.

He turned his face into the spray in an attempt to hold on a little longer while her hot little mouth drove him to the edge. When she took him deeper into her throat, he pulled back with an agonized groan.

She looked up at him in confusion, but he hooked his hands under her armpits and pulled her to her feet.

“I … You don’t …?”

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