Reined In: Lone Star Lovers, Book 7 Read Online Free PDF

he communicated with Cam. What must Cam think about her? Then she wondered what it would be like to be spanked by him and had to squeeze her thighs because the thought was too wicked. Big, gentle Cam would die before he hurt her.
    Joe placed a hand in the center of her back and pressed down to hold her still. He smoothed his other hand over her ass. “You’ve got a soft ass, Peaches. So pretty when you walk. I’ve imagined you like this a thousand times. Did you think about me, about what I did and how wet you got that first time?”
    “I was a kid.”
    “Which saved you from having me pull down your pants and give you the spanking you really deserved. I’m a pervert, but I wouldn’t go that far.”
    “I wanted it,” she said and then bit her lip. “And I kept after you, hoping you’d do it again.”
    He glided his hand on her bottom again, more firmly now. “I know. Which was why I stayed far away from you. You were a little Lolita, tempting me every time you swished your ass.”
    “I don’t swish.”
    “Liar.” He lifted his hand.
    She held her breath, but when his palm landed, it was barely a tap. “My memory must have blown the first experience way out of proportion,” she grumbled.
    Joe’s chuckle was low and dirty.
    The next swat was sharper and left her ass tingling. She’d have savored the sting, but he followed it quickly with more swats, each harder than the last until she rocked forward with each slap. “Jesus,” she gasped.
    Her bottom was on fire, but so was her pussy. Just as he’d predicted, her arousal spiked, a wash of liquid spilling from her channel, so that the next slap landed in moisture, directly over her folds.
    Her back arched. Her whole body tightened with delight. She was warm, her breaths coming in choppy pants. “Oh fuck,” she groaned.
    “You haven’t earned that yet.”
    Joe gripped her shoulders and helped her ease off his lap. She crumpled to the carpeted floor, her knees under her as she kept her head down, her face and bottom so hot she started to sweat.
    He stood beside her and eased his pants down his legs. Eager for a glimpse of what he bared, she peeked at him, her mouth drying as she stared at the slight curve of his thick cock.
    As he stepped out of his pants, Joe gripped his shaft and gave himself a couple of strokes. Then he sat on the bed again. He pushed his cock downward and the tip glistened with a moist pearl of his arousal. “You know what I want.”
    Because she was just as eager, she scooted on her knees until she was right in front of him and then stretched upward to take the tip into her mouth. Her eyes closed as his steamy cock filled her mouth. She sucked it, her tongue sweeping his shaft.
    Joe’s breath hissed between his teeth, and she almost smiled, knowing he loved everything she was doing. But then he dragged his fingers through her hair and molded his hands around her head, forcing her forward and back, deeper with each forward motion until he tapped the back of her throat.
    Before she could unlock her jaws and take him deeper, he pushed her back, and her eyes slid slowly open. Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she met his gaze.
    A swallow worked his throat. His cheeks were dark. His eyebrows lowered. He’d never looked more dangerous—or sexier, with his belly tight with tension, his cock gleaming from the moisture of her mouth.
    “Cam,” Joe said, not looking back at his best friend, whose face was equally hard. “Fuck her until you both come.” He stood and walked to an upholstered chair that he dragged beside the bed and then sat, his hands wrapped around the padded arms.
    Cam was stretched out on the bed, leaning on an elbow. Sometime while she’d been pleasuring Joe, he’d donned a condom.  
    Her breaths shortened. Surely he’d take her now.
    “Come here, baby,” he said, holding out a hand.
    She reached for it, aware Joe watched her every move. Excited for the chance to tease him and to get her fill of Cam’s