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he allowed her to go to the party, maybe they would have been friends, but he didn’t, and Angel knew how she could handle him.
    “Back to the bunk with you,” he said.
    She wasn’t going anywhere.
    Angel caught his glances when she was working. She knew the old cowboy wasn’t immune to being seduced. Although he seemed not to have any interest in women, those brief flashes of his primal nature were enough that she felt confident in her plan.
    Besides, toying with him could be fun.
    It didn’t bother her at all. Of course, Angel rarely ever did something like she was about to do, so it should have bothered her, but it didn’t. Why? She had no clue. Maybe because those brief glances Grant granted her had been intense, had shown just how deeply he wanted her.
    “Grant,” she whispered to him. He perked up.
    Her voice was sultry and soft, like a gentle wind. She knew it traveled right through him.
    “You caught me. Now come and get me.”
    Angel moaned, running her fingers lower to the edge of her shirt. She raised it, swaying it back and forth over her stomach. Turning him on was turning her on. Angel let one finger touch her lips, trailing it over her tongue.
    So naughty...something possessed her. He wanted to see more.
    Angel, on her knees, continued her seduction, raising her shirt right below her cleavage. Grant grunted. His feet spun to turn, but his eyes remained on Angel. How could he say no?
    The battle for him aroused her, and when Angel brushed her breasts, she gasped at how hard and perky her nipples were. She rubbed her thighs together, the sensation driving her show on.
    “You like that?”
    He let a smile slip.
    That was all Angel needed.
    She threw off her shirt, crawling to Grant with only her see through bra on. He stood, frozen in place. Good. Let him be stunned. Let him be speechless. That’s even better. Don’t speak. Don’t say anything. You’ve already told me everything. You want me, cowboy.
    Still bound by her ankles, she reached, her hands naturally falling on his crotch. He grunted and she thought he would throw her off for a moment.
    But he didn’t. She kept her fingers curled against his bulge, growing despite his efforts. Angel moaned, nuzzling against his warmth. She could feel him harden underneath her fingertips. It felt incredible. Incredible, and scary. Despite her seductiveness at that moment, Angel wasn’t very experienced. She was more of a tease than anything. She liked the attention, but not to the point where she was pulling heart strings. She wasn’t cruel. Not usually.
    But Grant had been cruel to her, and she could be cruel to him as well. She rubbed back and forth against the outline of his cock, checking out its girth and length in his jeans. Just how cruel was she being really?
    Grant seemed to like it. Even though he battled his demons, knowing he shouldn’t allow the young girl under his protection to seduce him, his cock told her the truth.
    Grant wanted her. He wanted her badly.
    She reached for his zipper.
    “Take it out,” he groaned, wrapping his fingers in her hair, claiming her.
    Angel didn’t even need to reach inside to take out her prize. Grant was so big that he simply pushed out from his fly.
    He wasn’t wearing any underwear. He must have slept nude, then thrown his jeans on when he heard Angel slipping out. His hard, straight cock pointed at her, begging for her soft lips. His fingers reached into her hair, wrapping her snugly, and pulling her closer. Her arousal overwhelmed her. Under the cowboy’s spell, she looked up at him and knew that she needed to continue.
    Angel’s plan only went so far. She was only going to seduce him into letting her go to the party, but seeing his hard cock, pumped full, begging for more, she couldn’t let herself stop.
    She brushed his thick tip over her lips. There was already precum, and it slipped onto her tongue. He tasted sweet. He smelled like hard work, leather, and a fresh shave. She opened her lips