Erotica- So Not A Cowboy/ Spanking Read Online Free PDF Page A

he driving ? followed by Jump the fence and keep on riding . Of course, she couldn’t do that. Now, every last one of the dude ranch guests, the cowboys who had come to watch her barrel racing demonstration, and her brother stared at the man striding closer. Even if his big ass vehicle hadn’t snagged their attention, this blond devil in cut-off denim shorts, a flowery island-style shirt unbuttoned halfway down his chest, and wearing flip-flops would have. Really? He shows up on a ranch looking like Island Boy?
    Drew walked next to her. “Mallory?” He didn’t look impressed.
    “Don’t start.” She slid from the horse’s back and thrust the reins in Drew’s hand. Trying to ignore the curious looks all around her, she strode across the dirt, heading for the gate one of the men held open for her. When he grinned at her, she gave him a heated glare of annoyance.
    She’d hoped Erik would change his mind about coming here; hoping some last minute business matter would come up, not that she even knew what his business was or if he worked. Naturally it hadn’t. Yet it wasn’t irritation with him forcing this showdown that filled her. No, every cell in her body prickled with awareness, longing. She had missed this man so wrong for her. Missed the way he made her feel so special, the magical way his hands moved over her body. And she’d missed his ability to laugh at life. Erik Mallory was the most laid-back man she’d ever met. Laid-back and clearly determined, hence his flying all the way here to see her.
    He stopped six feet from her, waited, his gaze moving over her from her boots to her wide-brimmed hat. A slow, sexy smile slipped across his, as usual, scruffy-looking face. She remembered the beard-burn he’d given her when they kissed…when he kissed her lower….
    As if he read her thoughts, he grinned full out and sent tingles shooting straight between her legs. Darn him . She scowled and then, in the next breath, she raced toward him and flew into his arms. Clearly she had no willpower.
    He chuckled in that deep, sexy way she remembered even as he struggled to keep them upright. “So you did miss me?”
    “No.” She lied and then covered his mouth with hers. Was she addicted to him? She seriously needed help.
    His big hands cupped her bottom and he hugged her closer. His kiss was hungry, demanding and he ground his stiff erection against her. She wanted to strip him right here. She wanted….
    “Ahemmmm,” Drew cleared his throat from behind her. “Mandy! Behave yourself. Take this somewhere private. I’m not having you put on an R-rated demonstration for our guests.”
    Her face flamed and she shoved away from Erik, wondering what had possessed her to attack him like that. He’d been making her do things she normally wouldn’t from their first night together. She needed to get more control over her reactions to him. She didn’t even really know him…other than as an amazing lover.
    To her annoyance, Erik tucked her next to him. He put an arm around her waist and stuck his hand out toward Drew. “Erik Mallory, your sister’s husband. I believe we talked briefly on the phone yesterday.”
    Drew reluctantly shook his hand, stretching to his full height but still only about a couple of inches taller in his boots than her husband in his flip-flops. That seemed to annoy Drew. He moved his gaze up and down Erik almost sneering at his choice of clothing. “You’re a long way from the beach.”
    “By about 1,500 miles, I’d guess.” Erik chuckled, even smiled over at the group of curious people staring at him. “I suppose this isn’t normal ranch wear. But I dress for my comfort, not necessarily to impress, unless I’m going to a business meeting.”
    Mandy started to speak, but Drew cut her off. “Exactly what kind of business are you involved in? Mandy thought you were a trust fund baby or something.”
    She sucked in a breath and glowered at Drew. “I never said that! ” She glanced up at