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realized he was tongue-tied and that gave her a rush of delight she couldn t fathom.
This delicious, handsome, powerful man& tongue-tied? When he couldn t seem to form
a lucid word she licked her lips and inhaled deeply.
Twenty horses? When the going price was maybe four or five? Her voice shook
but she managed to keep talking. You could have gotten me for far less, you know.
She turned her mouth into his palm and slowly kissed it. Her gaze slid back to his face.
His eyes slowly widened, and both hands gently cupped her face as he leaned in to take
her smiling lips with his open mouth, his tongue diving between her lips and teeth to
seek the heat inside.
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She slipped to her own knees to bring her body tight against his as he slid his hands
through her hair, back down around her throat and then around her body to drag her
so tight against him, she could barely breathe. Her own hands ran over his ribs, his back
and then up to bury themselves in the river of hair she loved to feel beneath her
fingertips. A deep, rumbling groan ripped from his chest, vibrating deep into hers, as he
took a solid hold on her and rose to his feet, lifting her with him.
When he drew back from the toe-curling kiss, he ran his lips over her face, across
her forehead and down the side of her cheek to gently nibble the lobe of her ear. Her
body came to blazing life under his touch. We have to talk& he growled breathlessly.
His lips returned to hers, and they were lost for some time in the dance of fire their
tongues indulged in, as his hands made short work of her buttons and hers made short
work of his belt and zipper.
When her blouse was on the floor, her bra followed, then she was toeing off her
shoes as he fought to do the same with his boots without breaking the voracious kiss.
Somehow they managed to undress each other completely with lips still clinging and he
swung her from her feet into his arms, cradling her against his chest.
She managed to tear free of his consuming kiss, panting as she stared up into his
flushed face, her body aching for his to fill her. Does this mean you still want me?
Az stared down into her pink face, his body and mind full of this creature that had
captured him, heart and spirit. I have wanted you from the moment I saw you.
Her eyes widened. You had a funny way of showing it. She had an endearing
little catch in her voice.
Do you want me? He needed to hear it from her lips. He waited in an agony of
fear that she would not speak.
She struggled as if to get away and he clenched his teeth and loosened his tight
grip. Instead of dropping to the floor, she somehow managed to bring her legs around
his hips, her wet, hot pussy cradling his aching shaft and she pressed her open mouth
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over his as she drove her little tongue between his lips, stroking his hungrily. He shifted
his palms to the sweet round globes of her ass as he lifted her away and let his cock seek
a home in her welcoming, wet folds, lowering her over his length as he felt the wide
head of his cock slide into her wet, hot cunt. She fit him like a glove. He almost came
the instant he felt her shudder of need.
She gave a little cry of delight that sent his mind spinning and when he was seated
to his balls inside her, she whispered shakily against his ear, From the moment I saw
you.
He couldn t stop himself from smiling into her tangled red curls as he gently bit the
lovely pale expanse of skin that lay just below her earlobe. You had a funny way of
showing it.
She squeezed him with her inner muscles and whispered beside his ear, I ll have
you know that I don t usually fall into bed with men the day after I meet them.
He met her teasing with a deep, slow thrust that made her cry out again. I ll have
you know that I have waited a very long time for you, winyan itkonyahan.
She stiffened slightly in his arms and drew her head back to stare into his eyes, her
expression enough to break down any reserves he had held in his heart. He found it
difficult to breathe as she touched his face with shaking fingers and whispered huskily,
You promised you would find me again it was you?
His heart soared. It had been more than just a dream?
I have been looking for you for a long time. You will marry me, Cheyenne Red
Wolf. If I have to keep you naked and in this cabin until you agree to take me for your
husband, I will.
Her expression softened and she gently brushed his lips with her own. That
sounds wonderful, but not to sound like a corny old movie, Mr. Thunder Horse, you
had me at Is Ms. Red Wolf still here?
He kissed her hard, his spirit soaring like an eagle as he took what she so sweetly
offered his delicious little winyan itkonyahan his blazing woman his life.
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About the Author
Fran Lee began writing romance novels at the age of 14. Life intruded on a budding
writing career namely, paying the bills, raising a family and the usual run-of-the-mill
things that leave a writer no time to pursue a career as frivolous as authoring romance
books. Or so everyone told her. But she never gave up on her childhood dreams of
writing.
Other things caught her fancy over the years horses, eBay, martial arts, not
necessarily in that order. Over the years, her childish dreams were set on the back
burner over and over again. But the things that caught her fancy blossomed into self-
confidence she achieved her black belt in her chosen martial art, spent a fortune on
eBay and had the great pleasure of owning a number of wonderful equine friends.
Now she concentrates on her various fancies by collecting horse statues and
figurines, teaching karate to kids, and spending time dragging out those old romance
novels and bringing them up to snuff for the 21st century. The dream has come true
and it was well worth the wait.
Fran welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email
address on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com.
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Hallie s Cats
Her Own Set of Rules
Jillian s Job
Nothing But Sex
Out of Her Dreams
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