Her Prada Cowboy: McCulloch County Series #1 (2 page)

“You really are an asshole, do you
know that?”

He
yanked her legs up and hooked them over his one leg, ignoring her gasp.  His
arms circled her to take hold of the reins.  He kicked Hades and he took off at
a run. She knew he rode the horse fast just to spite her.  She felt her butt
slipping.  She wrapped her arms around his waist and held on. Her handbag was uncomfortably
pressed against her side with her cheek pressed into his hard, muscled chest. 

His muscled arms were tighter around
her than really necessary, but she did not need to know that.

“You could have put your shirt on, you
know!”

“And deny you the pleasure of oglin’ and
caressin’ me?”

“Oef!” 

She immediately started to loosen her grip,
but grabbed him tight when he increased the speed once more. His deep chuckle
had her grind her teeth with a growl.

His dick responded and jerked against
his jeans. 

Shit.  What the hell am I goin’ to do
with her when we get home?  She can’t stay at my house! Not with my eager
beaver ready for attention since he saw her!

Jarrod
only lasted another five minutes with her in his arms, rubbing against his
aching dick.  He cursed under his breath and brought Hades to an abrupt halt. 
He jumped from his back and stood breathing hard with his hands on his hips.

Bloody temptin’ woman is drivin’ me
crazy.

He reached up and lifted her.

“Spread them.”

“What?”

“Spread your legs!”

She realized what he meant to do and
barely had her legs apart when he slammed her down on the saddle.  He shoved
his shirt in her hands.

“Cover those damn thighs and ass of
yours.  I don’t appreciate you flauntin’ yourself to my ranch hands.”

She blushed and yanked the offending
article from his hand.  It was so big she could wrap it around her waist
twice. 

“Hold on to his main.”

She frowned at him and then grabbed
the horse’s main with a yelp as he started trotting next to his master.  He
jogged at a fast and steady pace.  Shannon bit her lip.  Good Lord, the man had
the tightest ass she has ever seen on a man.  His jeans molded around them like
a second skin and she swallowed watching his strong legs ripple as he ran.  His
back was in one word, mouthwatering … and hers did.  Nonstop! 

Her nipples were still pebbled into
hard buttons and pressed against her stretch top.  Her panties were wet from
the constant rubbing of his hard ridge against her hip and his strong arms
around her.

She groaned and tried to cover her
breasts somewhat behind her arms when he glanced around at the sound.

“We’re nearly there.  Have you never
been on a horse before?”

“I am from Los Angeles.”

“That’s a no then.”

She let him believe her groan was one
of discomfort, rather than have him guess the real reason.

“You should stay away from places like
this, doll face.  A face and a body like yours … men around here, would not
ask, they would just take.”

“All men?”

Shut up, Shannon!  Are you crazy!

He skidded to a halt and did not move
for a moment.  His horse came to an abrupt halt too and she nearly tumbled over
his head.  Her quick prayer that he misunderstood or did not hear her, clearly
went unanswered.  His charcoal grey eyes swung to hers.

“Is that an invitation, doll face?”

She just stared at him, praying her
eyes did not give her thoughts away.  He started jogging again.

“’Cause if it is, I accept.”

Now see what my sassiness brought me!

Shannon was relieved when she saw the
large Ranch house come into view, alongside many stables and out buildings,
five minutes later.  There were lots of training paddocks and she saw hundreds
of horses grazing.

“Do you breed horses?”

He just nodded and kept jogging until
they reached the front of the main stable.  A young stable boy came running
closer and took the black monster’s reins from his master.

His master turned and walked away. 
She gaped after him, but found her voice quickly.

“Hey!  What about me?”

He stopped, his legs spread wide with
his hands on his hips.  He was clearly irritated with her.  He spun around and
yanked her from the horse, ignoring her annoyed yelp.  He must have run for ten
minutes, but he was not even breathing hard.

He placed her on her feet and jerked
his head towards the house.  She jumped when he bellowed over her head.

“James!”

“Yes Boss!”

Another youngster came running and he
joined the first young stable hand staring at the beautiful woman next to their
boss, with his shirt wrapped around her waist.

“Take Miss …?”

“Shannon Davis.”

“Take Miss Davis to the house.  Tell
Rosa to put her in one of the guest rooms.”

He looked her up and down and wrinkled
his nose.

“Tell Rosa she needs a bath.”

She gritted her teeth.  It was because
of his … his monstrous horse that she needed a bath!

“Right ya are, Boss.  Follow me,
Miss.”

Shannon followed him past the stables
through a beautiful garden path and into the side entrance of the three story
mansion.  James hollered for Rosa, who came running from the back of the house.

“What you’re all swollen up for?”

“Nothin’.”

“Then why shout as if somethin’ is?  Are
you fixin to give me a heart attack?”

“Now don’t get all worked up and throw
a hissy fit, Rosa.  Boss says you must put the missy in one of the guest rooms
and  she needs a bath.”

He turned to Shannon politely.

“There you go, Missy.  All sorted.”

“Thank you, James.” 

He nearly swooned from the generous
smile she bestowed on him. Shannon turned to the frowning elderly woman.

“And who would you be, Missy?”

“I am Shannon Davis.  Please to meet
you Rosa.”

She held out her hand and Rosa shook
it hesitantly.

“Where do you han’ your boots, Missy?”

“Please call me Shannon.  I’m
originally from LA, but I got lost.   I have no idea how I ended up here!  I
came from Waco and I am on my way to Houston, but I must have taken a wrong
turn somewhere. Mr. Muscles said I was on a road no one ever uses.”

A small smile twisted Rosa’s mouth at
Shannon’s reference to Jarrod’s physique.

“Good heavens, then you must really
have fallen of the horse.  Why did he not show you the way back?”

“The rental car broke down.  Something
about a gasket.  We tried to call a tow-in service but neither of us had cell reception
out there.”

“He told you to phone a tow-in?”

“Yes … he did not seem too pleased to
bring me with.”

“Sounds like our Jay.  He hogs his
privacy.  Come on then, Shannon. I’ll put you in a room overlookin’ the pool. 
It is a nice cool room with balcony doors you could leave open at night.  Where
is your baggage?”

“He said he will send someone to fetch
it.  Ehm … who is he?  I don’t even know his name.

“We all call him Jay.  No matter.  I
am sure Amy left some clothes here last weekend.  It’s his cousin’s and I am
sure she won’t mind.  They might be a tad big, but it will only be until yours
arrive.”

Rosa took her to a beautiful large
room that sighed romance.  The plush duvet covers were in a soft cream color
with peach and soft lilac scatter cushions.  The carpet was thick and in a soft
shade of bronze.  Large wingback chairs faced the room on either side of the
sliding balcony doors; soft flowing cream colored curtains completed the room. 
The furniture was big pieces – all in light oak - a headboard, two bedside
tables and a dressing table. 

“The bathroom is through there and
opposite that is the walk-in cupboard.  You take that bath and I’ll brin’ you
some clothes.  You look all tired.  Why don’t you take a nap when you’re done? 
Otherwise, come and find me in the kitchen.  Jay won’t be in for a while.

If the room made her sigh, the
bathroom enticed her even more. It was more than a bathroom, it was a spa, a
resort. It was huge, probably the size of her apartment bedroom, with floor
length windows that offered you a beautiful view of the rolling green hills in
the distance.  The shower was massive and made for two, with a clear glass
door. The massive oval shaped marble tub positioned in the center of the room
facing the windows.  The stone colored tiles on the floor complimented the
marble tub and the marble tiles on the walls.

She ran a bath and sighed blissfully
when she sank into the bubbles and rested her head on the back of the tub.  It
was bliss.  Every muscle in her body slowly relaxed. She nearly swallowed water
falling asleep in the tub, she quickly lathered herself, washed her hair and
got out.

Rosa had left a loose fitting maxi dress
and a short with a white tee-shirt. The short and tee-shirt  won’t work, she
had no bra with her and her nipples would clearly show through the thin
material.

She settled on the dress and slipped
it over her head.  Preferring not to put her dirty thong back on, she opted to
leave it.  Hopefully by the time she woke up, her baggage would have arrived.

Shannon
drew the duvet to the end of the bed and settled in the middle with a sigh of
pleasure.  Her eyes fell closed and she was asleep almost immediately.

“Ain’t
you goin  to call the stray you picked up for dinner, Jay?”

“I forgot about her.”

Like hell I did.  She was all I could
think off the whole afternoon.

“Shame the poor girl was dead tired
and I told her to take a catnap.  Her belly must be hoggin’ her for some food.”

Jarrod sighed heavily and walked to
the room Rosa directed him to.  Right next door to his own!  His dick jerked in
excitement.    He groaned.

Damn the woman.  How would Rose
describe her?  She's as hot as a stolen tamale. Hell, yes!

He rapped on the door and waited.  Not
a sound came from inside the room.  He knocked louder.  He cursed when she
still did not respond.

 He pushed the door open.

“Doll face!”

A soft moan from the bed drew his
attention and he froze.  She was lying on her stomach and the dress she wore
had pulled up to bundle around her hips.  Her ass really was perfectly shaped
and he ached to
cup
’ his hands
around them.  He drew a deep breath … the darn chick was bared assed … no
panty.  How could a man withstand such a temptation?

“Wake up, woman!”

She startled and lifted on her elbows,
glancing around in confusion.  Shannon noticed the big cowboy towering over her
and she fell back on the bed.

So it was not a dream!  She was stuck
somewhere in Brady!

“If you don’t aim for me to take
advantage of that naked ass of yours, you better cover yourself.”

Shannon froze and realized the dress
was bundled around her waist.  She yanked it down and sat up at the same time.

“Is it a habit of yours to just walk
into a woman’s room?”

“I knocked, doll face.  A few times. 
Dinner is ready.  So, shake a leg as they say.”

He turned around and sauntered to the
door, his dick straining back in her direction.  Shoot, he better get control
of the darn wayward appendage of his or he would be in deep trouble!

“Ehm … where are my bags?  I need
clothes.”

He cursed.  He clean forgot to send
someone to fetch it.

“Had no one to spare to hitch out that
way.  Will get to it in the mornin’.”

“You’ll … in the morning?  What am I
supposed to wear till then?”

“The dress seems to fit fine.”

He continued to the door and then gave
her a heated look over his shoulder.

“You can be glad Rosa is there.  If
she wasn’t, I would have taken you up on your invitation, doll face … before
you even sat your ass down on the chair!”

She blushed and stared after him. 
Damn the man made her forget her own name!  Quite frankly, she would not have
minded Rosa not being there! Work has kept her so busy, she has not had time
for relationships.  It has been two years since she’s been with a man.  The one
man, she has ever been with. What a waste of time!  And now with all those
muscles all over the place, her libido was in overdrive!

She washed her face and brushed her
hair.  Not wanting to wear her high heels, she had no choice but to go bare
foot.  She padded down the stairs and followed the sound of voices to the
dining room. It was a large room with a massive dining room table and at a
quick count eighteen chairs overlooking the swimming pool!

“Oh, there you are, lovey.  Come and
take a seat.  We’re havin’ some chicken-fried steak.”

“Chicken-fried steak?”

Rosa chuckled.  “Not to worry lovey,
it is a piece of meat we pound till it’s tender, then dredge it in flour and
pan-fry it.  Then we smother it with cream gravy made from the drippings. 
You’ll love it.”

“I don’t know, Rosa.  She looks like
the type that survives from lettuce and tomatoes.”

Shannon scowled at him.

“Don’t make assumptions about me,
Muscle man.”

His eyebrows rose at her sassiness. 
She did not back down and challenged him with the glitter in her eyes.  His
slow smile told her maybe, just maybe, she just made a big mistake!

“Well, lovey, you are a little slip of
a girl.”

“With a healthy appetite and a
propensity for chocolates and red velvet cake.”

“In Texas we love our Pecan nut pie. 
But I’ll fix us a red velvet cake one night.”

“Oh, thank you, Rosa, but I won’t be
here that long.  I need to get to Houston tomorrow.”