Page 23 of The Cowboy's Promise

“You did at the show and look what happened! You won.”

“You’re right. I did.”

“Heather, when you face life’s challenges head on you may not always walk away the winner, but you’ll always walk away wiser.”

“Wow, that was profound, but I’m sure you’re right.”

“I’m always right,” he said with a chuckle. “Let’s follow the path to the clearing and see what Henry’s up to.”

“I was just about to suggest that.”

Turning off the trail and following a narrow track, they reached a small, flat, grassy area overlooking the ranch. It was a spot Blake often visited, and he kept a length of rope under a rock for a high-line. Climbing off and setting it up, he tethered the horses, then taking Heather’s hand he stepped to the edge of the clearing.

“Progress,” he remarked. “Henry is grazin’ in the middle of his pasture.”

“He’s adapting so well.”

“I have a feelin’ he’s been cooped up in a stall. Bein’ here must be heaven for him,” Blake said, then lowering his voice and staring down at her, he added, “Kind of like I feel right now.” Before she could blink his arms were around her pulling her against him. “I want you so bad,” he whispered, his breath hot in her ear sending delicious ripples through her body.

“Then take me.”

* * *

She’d moaned the words and he didn’t need a second invitation. Hastily pulling off his T-shirt and laying it on the grass, he lifted hers over her head, placed it next to his, then took her hand and pulled her down with him.

“Have you ever made love outside?” he murmured, kneeling over her.

“No...it feels a bit weird, but I love it.”

Her barely whispered words made him smile.

“Consider this a sneak peek,” he said as he pulled off her boots, then shimmied her jeans and panties down her legs.

“What do you mean?”

“I’ll explain later.”

Hastily removing the rest of his clothes, he stretched out beside her and lowered his lips to her nipples. As she raised her chest in response, he held her breasts and lustily sucked, evoking loud groans. Though his hardness was begging for attention, he moved a hand between her legs and began rubbing her clit. Guided by her gasps and cries he continued the tantalizing attention until she suddenly caught her breath.

“No! Don’t stop,” she begged as he moved his hand to her thigh and raised his head.

“Did you forget you have to ask?”

“Huh? Oooh, Please, may I come, Sir?”

“Take my cock and stroke it.”

“Ooh, yes, Sir,” she mumbled, reaching out and wrapping her fingers around him.

With her touch sending an unexpected quiver of intense pleasure through his loins, he returned his fingers to her sex and fervently agitated the sensitive nub.

“Sir…p-please c-can…?”

But before she could finish she let out a shriek and her grip tightened around his stiffened rod. The sight of her writhing body and the sudden pressure unexpectedly sent him over the edge. With the sound of her pleasure echoing around him. he surrendered to the intense climax.

* * *

Heather’s body was still tingling when she opened her eyes and found Blake kneeling over her wiping himself with his T-shirt. With his naked torso revealing his muscled arms and chest, she thought he looked like a Cowboy God.

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