ROMANCE: YOUNG ADULT ROMANCE: WESTERN ROMANCE: The Smoking Cowboy (SPECIAL FREE BOOK INCLUDED PLUS FREE GIFT) (CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE) Read Online Free PDF Page B
Author: Debbie Gordon
up to my bra. I pushed my lips harder against his, as he undid my bra and let his hands take their job. His thumbs were rough against my nipples, as I felt them harden to his touch.
Everywhere he touched seemed to react in a hungry way, as though he was a drug and I was addicted. We fell back onto his bed, as his lips found my neck and made their way down. Shivers shot down my spine, as goose bumps left tell- tale map of where he had touched me last.
I could feel something building up in my body, as suddenly I felt empty without him. I wanted him closer to me. I wanted to know what it felt like to be the centre of his world. I wanted him to show me the stars and I wanted to give him something, which I could never take back.
His lips found mine again and he kissed me hard, as I moaned against him. His fingers had found their way to my leg. They’d slowly traced their way up and between them, to the place that was hungry to be touched. I knew from the moment his hands found their way there that he knew. I knew from the moment he felt what he had created; he would know that I needed him to go all the way.
I felt his body rise, as he unfastened his pants and let out the hardness, which had been pressing against my leg and teasing me about what was to come. I watched, as his eyes connected with mine, as he lowered his body onto mine, into mine, as I threw my head back, as he gave me everything that he had and I shared with him, my only secrets.
The next morning, we woke up in a tangle of body parts. I could smell him everywhere I turned and for a moment, I just stayed still and appreciated everything exactly how it was. Then, when I felt James stir, I sat up and reached for my clothes, which were lying in a pile next to the bed.
“What happens next?” I asked, as I pulled my top over my bare chest and James grumbled about me getting dressed, so quickly.
“Well, I meant what I said Sophie, I’ve missed you. I’ve never met a girl like you and I don’t want to lose you all over again. The only reason I ever ended things was because I got a call telling me to look in your hold all bag. I found those drugs and I knew you’d been lying to me. When I woke up the next day and you were gone, well I thought you didn’t want to talk to me after the way I had treated you and I wanted to respect that because I hadn’t respected you.” James said, as he explained his side of the story.
I let it all process for a moment. “Who called you?” I asked, as that was something, which had caught my interest. Who would know to call up the ranch and tell James to look in my hold all? Who hated me that much or wanted me to get kicked out that badly?
James looked at me and winced. “It was someone called John.” He said, as he shook his head and looked down at the ground.
Everything fell into place around me, as I realized what had happened. John had known that I was staying at the ranch after getting kicked out. He would have known that me being me, I would consider dropping out of college completely and he had needed me to store his drugs. “We need to go.” I said, as anger flared within me.
“Where?” James asked curiously, as he watched me walk to the door.
“To the police station, it’s about time they heard about John.” I said, as I pulled open the door and walked down the hotel hallway with a confidence I hadn’t had the day before. This had to end, I thought to myself, as I finally made the right choice.
I could hear James following me, as I walked out of the hotel and into the cool morning air. I stopped for a second to fill my lungs and I felt James’ hand wrap around mine. I got it now. I got that life wasn’t about taking drugs, it’s about finding that person who you can’t live without and doing everything you can to keep them.
--The END --
Debbie’s Other Cowboy Romance Stories
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I really hope you enjoyed this story. I would really love if you could help support my
Everywhere he touched seemed to react in a hungry way, as though he was a drug and I was addicted. We fell back onto his bed, as his lips found my neck and made their way down. Shivers shot down my spine, as goose bumps left tell- tale map of where he had touched me last.
I could feel something building up in my body, as suddenly I felt empty without him. I wanted him closer to me. I wanted to know what it felt like to be the centre of his world. I wanted him to show me the stars and I wanted to give him something, which I could never take back.
His lips found mine again and he kissed me hard, as I moaned against him. His fingers had found their way to my leg. They’d slowly traced their way up and between them, to the place that was hungry to be touched. I knew from the moment his hands found their way there that he knew. I knew from the moment he felt what he had created; he would know that I needed him to go all the way.
I felt his body rise, as he unfastened his pants and let out the hardness, which had been pressing against my leg and teasing me about what was to come. I watched, as his eyes connected with mine, as he lowered his body onto mine, into mine, as I threw my head back, as he gave me everything that he had and I shared with him, my only secrets.
The next morning, we woke up in a tangle of body parts. I could smell him everywhere I turned and for a moment, I just stayed still and appreciated everything exactly how it was. Then, when I felt James stir, I sat up and reached for my clothes, which were lying in a pile next to the bed.
“What happens next?” I asked, as I pulled my top over my bare chest and James grumbled about me getting dressed, so quickly.
“Well, I meant what I said Sophie, I’ve missed you. I’ve never met a girl like you and I don’t want to lose you all over again. The only reason I ever ended things was because I got a call telling me to look in your hold all bag. I found those drugs and I knew you’d been lying to me. When I woke up the next day and you were gone, well I thought you didn’t want to talk to me after the way I had treated you and I wanted to respect that because I hadn’t respected you.” James said, as he explained his side of the story.
I let it all process for a moment. “Who called you?” I asked, as that was something, which had caught my interest. Who would know to call up the ranch and tell James to look in my hold all? Who hated me that much or wanted me to get kicked out that badly?
James looked at me and winced. “It was someone called John.” He said, as he shook his head and looked down at the ground.
Everything fell into place around me, as I realized what had happened. John had known that I was staying at the ranch after getting kicked out. He would have known that me being me, I would consider dropping out of college completely and he had needed me to store his drugs. “We need to go.” I said, as anger flared within me.
“Where?” James asked curiously, as he watched me walk to the door.
“To the police station, it’s about time they heard about John.” I said, as I pulled open the door and walked down the hotel hallway with a confidence I hadn’t had the day before. This had to end, I thought to myself, as I finally made the right choice.
I could hear James following me, as I walked out of the hotel and into the cool morning air. I stopped for a second to fill my lungs and I felt James’ hand wrap around mine. I got it now. I got that life wasn’t about taking drugs, it’s about finding that person who you can’t live without and doing everything you can to keep them.
--The END --
Debbie’s Other Cowboy Romance Stories
Note from Author
I really hope you enjoyed this story. I would really love if you could help support my
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