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He
helped her rise up on her knees, bracing herself on her folded arms. “Fuck me,
Joel.”

“Oh
I intend to, darlin’.”

She
felt his cock nudge at her pussy and groaned as he sank balls deep inside her.

“God,
you’re tight, babe.”

“You
feel amazing.”

“Hold
on, honey. I’m gonna fuck you hard.”

He
set up a steady, ass thumping rhythm, throwing her head over heels into a
screaming orgasm almost immediately, but he didn’t stop. He continued to pound
into her, shaking the mattress on the frame and banging the headboard against
the wall.

“Ah
God, Joel!”

“You
can come again. I know you can. Squeeze me with that hot pussy of yours.”

The
second she exploded into another orgasm, she heard him lose control. He growled
low in his throat and lost the rhythmic pounding of his hips to a completely
uncoordinated cadence as he shot his sperm into the condom.

“You’re
gonna be the death of me.”

“Nah,
you’re a man. You can handle it.” She giggled as she smacked him on the butt
cheek the moment he let her out of her bindings.

“Hey.
I’m supposed to do the ass
warmin
’.”

“What
you aren’t a switch?”

He
withdrew from her and sat up on the side of the bed with a puzzled look on his
gorgeous face. “What do you know about being a switch?”

“Not
a lot. I’ve read some romances with BDSM in it. I don’t know how much of it is
true, but it interests me.”

“Does
it, now. Hmm. Maybe we need to explore a bit more while you’re here.”

“So
much for not ravishing the guests.”

He
frowned and reached for his pants. “Don’t get me wrong, we have to be careful,
but there’s a lot of fun to be had. We just can’t let anyone know what’s happening
between us.”

“We
have to keep this a secret? Seriously?” she asked, pulling the sheet up to
cover her breasts.

“We
had some good sex, Mesa.
Nothin
’ more.
If we tell anyone in my family, especially my
mother, she’ll have us married and
havin
’ kids before
the end of the week,” he said from the bathroom. “Besides, the fuck was almost
the best I’ve ever had.”

“Almost?”
she snapped, fury rushing through her at his offhanded compliment, then
slamming her back down with it being almost the best he’s ever had.
God, I’m such an idiot!

“Easy,
Mesa. I didn’t mean
anythin
’ by it,” he replied,
coming out with his pants on but not buttoned.

“Yeah.
Tonight was a test.
Just a quick fuck, with the potential for
more during my stay.
I get it, Joel.” She grabbed her clothes from the
floor, struggling to snap herself back into her bra with about as much grace as
an octopus.

“What
are you
doin
’,
darlin
’?” He
touched her shoulder but she shrugged him off.

“Don’t
darlin’ me. I want you to take me back to the lodge or I’ll walk.”

“No
you won’t.”

“Yes,
I will. Don’t tell me what to do. You might be able to dominate me in bed, but
I’m my own person and I don’t take kindly to men telling me what to do. I have
a mind of my own. I can make my own decisions.” She flipped her hair out of the
collar of her shirt as she slipped her tennis shoes on her feet. “Are you gonna
take me back?”

“Fine,”
he growled, tugging the T-shirt she’d been wearing on.

His
magnificent chest disappeared from view. She bit her lips to keep from moaning
at the loss. “Fine.”

He
slid on a pair of flip-flops, then stood there impatiently tapping his foot.
Without another word, she headed for the door with him on her heels. So much
for a great evening spent in the arms of a hot cowboy. Yeah, they’d had great
sex but the minute things got a little testy, they were at each other’s
throats. He wouldn’t tell his family they were sleeping together because he
didn’t want his mother playing matchmaker. Well, she didn’t want that either.
He didn’t have to make it sound like a huge mistake for them to make love. Now
she felt used and cheap.

Several
moments later, they pulled up in front of the lodge. She didn’t even wait for
him to come around and open the door. She just hopped out on her own, slammed
the truck door and headed for the house. Joel sprayed gravel as he backed out
and then sped off down the driveway.

Tears
rolled down her cheeks.
God, I’ve been
such an idiot where he’s concerned.
Good
lookin
’ cowboy is all it takes. I’m all over it and
him.

“Great
job, Mesa. Sleep with the man. What a
fuckin
’ waste
of time.”

The
door to the lodge opened in front of her, and then closed as a cowboy she
didn’t recognize came out.

“Ma’am.”
He tipped his hat and walked down the stairs. She shook her head as she turned
to see where he was going, but he’d disappeared.

“All
right. I’m gonna have to ask someone. This is getting too weird for me. Doors
open and close without anyone around, voices and knocks on my door when there
is no one there, people disappearing without a trace.”

She
opened the door and walked inside. The house was quiet. No one stirred. She
headed across the dining room toward the stairs to go to her room when goose
bumps started to rise on her arms. The air turned colder. She glanced back at
the door she’d just come through in time to see it open, and then closed on its
own.

Just
a little freaked out, she ran up the stairs. She fumbled with the key to her
room for a moment before sprinting through the door and slamming it sharply
behind her.

* * * *

Joel
stepped through the door of his cabin, flinging the keys to his truck against
the wall. Frustration, anger and just a little bit of fear raced through him.
How could things have gotten so screwed up?
What the hell did I say to piss her off so badly?

“I
said it was good sex. What the hell more does she want? I certainly can’t let
my family know we slept together. Mom would have a coronary or have us in front
of a preacher as soon as she could arrange it.” He tossed off his flip-flops
and dropped onto the sofa. His cell phone jingled in his pocket. “Yeah,” he
answered after he’d pulled it out.

“What’s
up, bro?”

“What
do you want, Jacob?”

“I
thought I’d check in with you. I thought I saw you drop Mesa off at the lodge.”

“I
did.”

“And?”

“What?
She’s majorly
fuckin
’ pissed at me for some damn
reason.”

“What
the hell did you do?”

“I
don’t
fuckin
’ know. That’s just it.” He raked his
fingers through his hair. “I mean we had great sex. I thought
everythin
’ was great. She got a burr under her blanket and
insisted I take her back.”

“Tell
me what you said.”

 
“I told her we couldn’t let anyone know what’s
happened between us.”

“She
said, we have to keep this a secret and I said yes. We had some good sex, Mesa.
Nothin
’
more.
If we tell anyone in my family, especially my mother, she’ll have
us married and
havin
’ kids before the end of the
week. Then I said, besides, the fuck was almost the best I’ve ever had.”

“Holy
shit! Are you
fuckin
’ dense man?”

“What?”

“You
told her she was
almost
the best. You
might as well tell her she’s okay in the sack. You never tell a woman they are
almost the best you ever had. Then you told her you couldn’t tell anyone you’d
been together.”

“Well,
we can’t. Mom would have a cow. You know she would.”

“Seriously,
Joel. Don’t you think the rest of us have fucked a guest before?”

“You
have?”

“Hell
yeah. Remember the set of twins who visited last year in late summer. Blonde,
big boobs?”

“Tiffany
and
Trena
?”

“Yeah,
I guess. Hell, I don’t even remember their names, but I had both of them. At
once.”

“What?
Are you
fuckin
’
kiddin
’
me?”

“No
and Mom knows. The girls weren’t quiet about it the next day. They were
discussing it in the dining room. Of course, they couldn’t tell any of us apart
so I doubt they could even say which one of us fucked them.”

“I
know it wasn’t me.”

“I
know who it was,
dipwad
. I might have been a little
drunk, but I sure remember
fuckin
’ both of them.”

“I’ve
never had two at once.”

“It’s
an experience.” He coughed in the phone. “I assume you enjoyed yourself with
Mesa.”

“Hell
yeah. She was fantastic, but I doubt she’ll even talk to me the rest of the
time she’s here.”

“I
don’t think she’ll hold a grudge.”

“Why?”

“Because
she’s hung up on you, dude.”

“I’ve
only known her a couple of days.”

“Yeah,
but it doesn’t mean shit when a heart gets involved. I’ve seen the way she
looks at you.”

“We’ll
see tomorrow, I guess.”

Their
conversation wrapped up a few minutes later when he clicked off the phone.
Did I really screw things up so bad with
Mesa that she won’t talk to me again? I hope not. I really like her a lot and
in bed? Holy fuck!

He
grabbed a beer from the refrigerator before he walked into his room and
stripped off his clothes. The sheets felt cool to his heated skin as he slid
beneath them. The light slipped off with a twist of his fingers.

Moonlight
streamed in through the open window as a cool breeze tickled across his skin.
The scent of Mesa drifted to him on the air so he rolled over and pulled the
pillow her head had been on, to his face. He couldn’t quite place the flowery
scent, but he knew it belonged uniquely to her. He’d smelled it on her hair
when he’d been buried deep inside her pussy. His cock hardened at the mere
thought of her wrapped around him. He groaned, fisting his cock in his hand.
There would be no getting any sleep tonight with his raging hard-on. It had
been a long time since he’d been this turned on by a woman…any woman. He pumped
his fist several times while he imagined Mesa’s hot pussy surrounding him,
scalding him with her heat.

In
no time at all, he felt the pull of his balls to his groin and the tingling
sensation signaling the inevitable release. Cum shot out the end of his dick,
splashing the white substance across his stomach. He moaned and slumped against
the pillows.
Damn.
He swung his legs
over the side of the bed as he let his head drop in exhaustion. For several
moments he sat there inhaling lungsful of air, trying to calm his racing heart.
Getting himself off like that after already coming with Mesa, almost hurt, but
it was better than trying to sleep hard as a damn rock. He stumbled to the
bathroom to wash
the cum
from his abdomen before he
succumbed to sleep.

Now
he might be able to actually sleep, although he feared dreams of her would
bother him through the night whether he wanted them to or not.

Chapter Eight

She
needed to talk to Joel or Nina or Joel’s dad. The noises of the couple arguing
again woke her at two in the morning. The knock sounded on her door shortly
afterward but she feared opening it to find no one on the other side. Things
seemed too strange and she needed to find out what was going on.

A
light misty rain fell from the gray skies.
It
gets cloudy in Texas?
Thunder rumbled in the distance. Goose bumps rose on
her arms. Thunderstorms bothered her some, but there was electricity in the air
trying to fight for substance like nothing she’d ever felt before.

The
breakfast bell clanged downstairs signaling the return of the crowd staying at
the ranch for the next meal. She dreaded facing Joel or his family after the
night before. Sure, they’d had sex. At least for her it had been phenomenal
sex. Apparently for him, it was just okay. She should have known. A guy like
him didn’t usually have anything to do with women like her. The plain, a little
plump, and the nothing-to-write-home-to-mom-about type girl didn’t get the
gorgeous, hunky cowboy. It just didn’t happen except in her novels.

After
she slipped on her shoes, she grabbed her small backpack and locked the door.
She glanced down the hall to the left and right almost expecting to see someone
there. Nothing.