Extreme Bull

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Author: Catt Ford
gotten too dangerous, and the last thing he wanted was to see Clay looking back at him. He wasn’t sure what he might do if Clay had that soft look of longing in his eyes again.
    He gasped as he was slammed against the wood of the barn, and Clay’s mouth was on his, hot and seeking. His wrists were pinned above his head, and Jeff moaned into the kiss, humping his hips like a bull in heat.

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    Clay held him captive there, kissing him deeply as he ground against him.
    Jeff wrenched his mouth away. “What the hell—”
    “Sorry,” Clay muttered. He pushed himself away reluctantly and released Jeff’s wrists. He picked up his hat and slapped it against his jeans before hurrying away.
    Jeff stood there in a daze, his wrists still over his head, until he came to himself and realized how ridiculous he must look. He bent to pick up his hat. That Clay! Who did he think he was, coming at him that way? Completely ignoring the fact that he was the one who had started to make things difficult between them by doing the exact same thing, Jeff lunged after Clay. He needed a good, swift ass kicking, and Jeff was just the one to give it to him.
    When he headed right toward it, Jeff was appalled to realize he knew exactly where Clay had parked his trailer but justified it by telling himself that if you were going to avoid someone, you had to know where they hung out in order to do it.
    When he arrived at the empty spot, he stood clenching his fists impotently. Damn that Clay! He couldn’t just drive off like that! Jeff’s sense of humor revived enough to taunt him: Clay had done just that , and if he wanted to kick Clay’s ass, he better get his own in gear and start the drive for Virginia, or wherever the hell they were going.

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    JEFF pulled into the Richmond fairgrounds and cruised the lot, looking for Clay’s trailer. When he found it, he drove his to the opposite end of the lot, parking as far from Clay as he could. During the drive he decided he needed to keep his mind on his job and his dick in his pants, at least if there weren’t a woman in the room. Clay was obviously trying some new psychological strategy to unnerve him so he could take the season, and Jeff wasn’t going to simply cave and hand it all over to him.
    If he just stayed away from Clay everything would be fine. And he probably shouldn’t drink either. If he recalled correctly, there had been beer involved that one night. He definitely remembered the hangover, even if he was a little fuzzy about just how everything had come about.
    He decided that he would shadow Sam, and that would keep things under wraps. Clay wouldn’t dare pull anything in front of Sam.
    The next morning, Jeff caught up with Sam on the way to the ring. “You know which bull I drew, Sam?”
    “Yeah, Twister, and he earned his name honest.”
    “Heard of him. He jumps off the ground and twists in the air, doesn’t he?”

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    Sam shook his head over the excited glow in Jeff’s eyes.
    “Puts a cowboy on the rack. Most bulls are jumpin’ straight up, maybe do a little belly roll in the air and twist when they land, but this devil puts a lot of torque into his roll. And he’s a snap-spinner. You’ll think he’s goin’ left, pure and simple, but his front end’ll go northeast while his back end is headin’ for Texas.”
    “Sounds like my kind of bull,” Jeff said with a laugh.
    Sam stopped walking. “Listen, Jeff, don’t get hurt. You pick up an injury, and the tour’s over for you. All you gotta do is qualify for the final forty-five. Don’t put it all on one bull.”
    “Isn’t that the only way to do it?” Jeff recognized the concern in Sam’s face and tried to explain himself better.
    “You told me Doug Morgan rode that way. I’m not saying I’m in his league, but I can’t ride the next bull till after I get off this one. And while I’m up there, I aim to give it my all.” A
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