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

felt comfortable and he hadn’t even seen the inside. He liked the long covered porch with the porch swing and a pair of huge rocking chairs. He could see them snuggling together in the swing late in the evening.
    Erik turned off the engine and looked warily over at Mandy. She hadn’t said a word since he’d helped her into his truck. “That didn’t go very well, with your brother, I mean.” He hadn’t expected the Spanish inquisition.
    “A Hummer? Really? Are you seriously into flash?” Disapproval etched her face, but he saw worry in her eyes.
    He didn’t like having to defend himself. “No, I’m not ‘into flash.’ I told my business manager to purchase a truck of some kind and have it ready for me when I got to Wichita. I would have been good with any kind of truck.”
    She sighed and shook her head. “I’m sorry. That was uncalled for. I’m just nervous.”
    “Same here, believe it or not.” He shoved open the door and climbed out. He drew in several deep, calming breaths.
    She had already gotten out and come around to his side by the time he had his act together again. “You really should just give me a divorce.”
    “No.” He felt gut-punched, just as he did every time she mentioned divorce.
    “We don’t really know each other, except that we both enjoy hot sex.” She studied him and he saw those warm brown eyes of hers grow even warmer.
    He gently touched her long braid. “I don’t give up easily on anything I’ve committed myself to.”
    “But…”
    He leaned down and silenced her with a kiss. She melted against him, putting her hands around his neck and holding her to him. Aching need tore through him. Her lips parted just enough and he plunged his tongue into the cavern of her mouth. He felt her heart beating hard against his chest; his own pounding back.
    She moaned, rubbing her body against the hard ridge in his shorts. He cupped her bottom, lifting her, pressing her even tighter. All the while he plundered her sweet mouth. Her tongue dancing with his.
    Finally he had a second’s worth of sanity and eased her back. His breaths came hard, but he managed to gasp, “Not out here. I’m not taking you out here.”
    He watched her blink away the haze of arousal. She glanced anxiously around, but this small house was well away from the arena and the other buildings. Still, she shoved even further back.
    “Oh, my God. I can’t believe you keep making me forget myself.”
    It annoyed him that she sounded horrified by what they’d been doing. “We’re married. We can kiss—”
    She narrowed her gaze. “Another second and we would have been fucking right here. Where anyone could see us.” Her chest was heaving; her pupils dilated in arousal.
    “Which is why I moved you away from me. When I ‘fuck’ you—which I plan to do real soon, it’ll be somewhere private.” He didn’t like her using the term fuck . That might be all right between crude lovers, but they were married now. Somehow that seemed wrong.
    “That’s so not happening. We’ve got to stop giving in so easily to our baser urges. We need to—”
    Almost two months of frustration with their situation made his temper flare. “It is going to happen. We both want it. Once that is out of the way we’ll sit down and start talking.” He didn’t think his brain could function until his body’s desire for sex with this woman he couldn’t resist was dealt with.
    “No,” she protested, but she didn’t sound all that definite.
    He shoved a hand through his hair, wished he’d gotten a haircut. “You are the most stubborn woman. Maybe I need to warm your bottom. Maybe that will take some of the starch out of you.”
    Her eyes widened and her nostrils flared. “Warm my bottom? Spank me?” Then she huffed in irritation and spun on her boot heel. She marched toward the house. “You can’t be serious! No way. Absolutely no way.”
    He watched her sweet ass swaying and his erection grew harder. It had surprised him,