Her Prada Cowboy: McCulloch County Series #1 Read online

  He saluted the cup in her direction. She glowed at the compliment.

  Oh, I am so pathetic!

  Once Rosa and Shannon went to bed, Jarrod went for a dip in the pool. Rosa lived in a small cottage just off the side of the main paddock. He was immensely conscious of the fact that he would be alone with a very tempting woman in his house.

  Sleeping in the room next to his.

  Naked.

  He scolded himself for not sending someone to fetch her bags. He dove down and swam from one end of the pool to the other. He swam back and forth until his chest felt like bursting. Damn, he should have taken Carol up on her offer last month. Then he would not be in such desperate need. His aching dick concurred with his thoughts - throbbing painfully – in remembrance of the tempting piece of ass on the first floor.

  Staring up at her window, Shannon walked past the open balcony doors to the bed … in her full naked glory. He was unable to take a breath.

  That woman is tempting and so bloody beautiful it is annoying!

  He watched her lying back on the bed, stretching her arms above her head. The bed was facing the window, specifically placed that way to allow the occupant to have a full view of the rolling hills, the pool and garden.

  Jarrod cursed. The cool water of the pool did nothing to ease his erection. In fact, looking at her arching and wiggling tossing to find her spot on the bed, had him grow a full, aching arousal. He dived under again and was on the verge of passing out before he broke through the surface. He gasped for air and immediately got out of the pool.

  Grabbing the rough towel, he dried himself quickly and refused to raise his eyes higher than the ground in front of him.

  Hell, a man has to have some sense of self- preservation!

  With his father away with his new bride, Jarrod has not been away from the ranch for over eight months. Since just before the marriage in fact. He had a rule not to have sex with any of the local women. He only indulged when he was in Houston or Dallas, or anywhere else, but not in the close proximity of the ranch. Jarrod hardly ever had to pursue a woman, but he was very selective who he had sex with. And that was all it ever was. Sex. He had no interest in a relationship. Nor sleeping with any of them. Slam, bam, thank you mam and off he went. There were one or two women he has been with a few times, but they knew him well enough not to expect anything more.

  Now he had this tempting morsel under his roof. He has not had sex for probably close to ten months and he was horny as hell. The morning was many hours away. It was going to be a torturously long night!

  He stomped to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water and ran up to his room. There was a slither of light filtering through the bottom of the door next to his own. Jarrod clenched his teeth. She should really go to sleep and switch that damn light off!

  She really should!

  He took a quick shower and pulled on a pair of black Prada boxers. Definitely safer to cover himself than sleep commando with her in the next room.

  Naked.

  Tempting.

  Sensual.

  Naked.

  He cursed his wayward thoughts and his erection that seemed to grow harder and bigger with each passing moment.

  His back barely touched the bed when a terrified scream reverberated through the house. He was out his door and in the passage in a flash. He threw her door open and charged in.

  Shannon sat up in bed with her arms clasped around her legs. Her frightened gaze glued to the wall opposite the bed.

  “What’s the matter?”

  “What’s the matter? That … that thing is the matter! Where did it come from?”

  He swung his head to the wall and burst out laughing. Her eyes swung from their frozen state to his and immediately back to the creature stalking up the wall. His beady eyes scowling at her.

  “Probably from outside, doll face. He is just lookin’ for some warmth.”

  “Well … he can go and look somewhere else!”

  She screeched and dropped her arms from her legs to scuttle higher against the headboard. Jarrod’s lungs went into shut down mode.

  Bloody hell, she is exquisite!

  Her breasts were full, firm and perfectly round with soft, dark rose colored nipples. They bounced when her back hit the headboard. Jarrod swallowed and forced breath into his lungs. Her torso was beautifully toned. Her hips curved over a tiny waist with a flat, smooth stomach that guided his eyes to the treasures between her legs. The fact that she was hairless caused his discomfort to grow painfully. Even though she was probably not much taller than five feet six, her legs were long and supple, but curvy in all the right places.

  “Don’t just stand there! Do something!”

  “What would you have me do, doll face?”

  His voice was raspier than usual and she frowned up at him. Her breath caught at the heat emanating from his eyes. She realized that she was flaunting her naked glory to him. She grabbed at a pillow to cover her vulnerability.

  Shannon caught another movement out of the corner of her eye, she shrieked again.

  “Oh Lord, now there’s two of them!”

  “Relax doll face. It is only horny lizards. They are relatively harmless.”

  “Harmless? Harmless? They look like devils!”

  She shivered and glared at the amphibians on the wall. They were probably five inches tall and had yellow, brown, and tan markings with frightening spikes and horns on the neck and back.

  “Doll face, they are lizards. Once you switch the lights off they will go back outside.”

  “How do you know?”

  “I have lived here for fifteen years. I do know a little of what goes on around here.”

  “Take them outside!”

  “Take them ou … How do you propose I do that?”

  “I don’t know! You’re the Texan! Shoo them out!”

  He laughed deep from his stomach a sound that enraged her even more.

  “It is not funny, muscle man!”

  “Shoo … hahahaha … you want me to … hahahaha … shoo them outside.”

  “Stop laughing you idiot! Eeeek! They’re going to jump on the bed!”

  Jarrod chuckled and looked at the horny toads, which were rocking back and forth against the wall, their beady eyes on them.

  “They are just reacting to the noise. Relax and go to sleep.”

  “Go to sleep he says! Go to sleep! With those critters staring at me? I am not sleeping in this bed!”

  “Good. Because you are sleeping in mine.”

  Before she comprehended what he meant, he bent over, ripped the pillow from her hands and picked her up in his arms. He strode through the door and looked into her eyes.

  “Not that you will be doing any sleeping tonight, doll face.”

  “What … where … put me down!”

  “You should have covered this delectable body of yours before you called for help, Baby. Now … you’re going to expunge this hunger you created flaunting that beautiful sexy ass of yours, since we met.”

  Shannon’s nipples tightened in response to his hoarse promise. Her core flooded with heat and she clenched her hands.

  Oh Lord! Oh Lord … and another oh Lord!

  “I … it was not intentionally! You flung me on the back of that monster horse of yours!”

  He shouldered his door closed behind them and it slammed shut. The sound ominous in the quiet house.

  “You can’t do this! Put me down!”

  “With pleasure, doll face.”

  He laid her down in the center of his massive bed and followed her down. Before she could struggle he covered both her legs with his strong muscled one. His mouth covered her lips and he caught her surprised breath in his mouth.

  His lips were warm and intimate but forceful. He was intoxicating, his lips slowly stroking hers to ecstasy. Before she knew it, his tongue swept past her lips and made sweeping, swirling motions inside her mouth. He darted his tongue repeatedly inside her mouth until at long last his tongue found
hers.

  Shannon’s fingers closed around his sides. Her body already suffused with heat. His tongue was slowly driving her crazy.

  He plundered.

  He plunged.

  It was the most sensual invasion ever. He fisted his hand in her hair to hold her head in place. He sipped from her mouth until her tongue tangled with his.

  Her moan and his growl were muffled in their mouths. He deepened the kiss. Slanting his mouth back and forth over hers, driving deeper, sipping erotically.

  Jarrod’s lips left hers and he kissed a slow, moist trail of fire over her cheek to her ear. He licked the lobe and blew on it. Shannon moaned, her clit pulsating with the sensation that shot from where his lips kissed, the pull on the lobe went directly to her core.

  He pulled her hair slowly, forcing her neck to arch back. She mewled helplessly when his hot lips closed on the vein in the curve of her neck. He pulled the skin into his mouth and he suckled sensually. Her nails dug half-moons into his sides.

  Jarrod sucked harder. Shannon cried out, her legs restlessly moving beneath his. He caressed her arm, her shoulder and trailed a slow path around her breast, closer and closer to her nipple.

  Shannon felt like exploding and he has not even touched the important parts of her body! She arched her back, offering more of her throat to his hot lips. He obliged and suckled harder on her fragrant skin. Leaving a very large and clear mark of his possession of her.

  Shannon nearly lifted off the bed when he at long last flicked his fingers over her nipple, again and again. She moaned, clutching him harder in his sides. He did the same to the other and without preparing her, his lips closed over her nipple and he sucked it deep into his mouth.

  She cried out, her voice husky with pleasure. Jarrod growled and pulled her nipple deeper into his mouth, suckling harder. Never has he tasted such a delicious treasure.

  Good Lord, she tastes like heaven!

  He swopped to the other breast and suckled on it greedily, tweaking and tugging at its twin with his fingers. She mewled over and over again, lifting her hips against his leg, desperate for more.

  He pushed her legs apart with his knee and rubbed his thigh against the apex between her legs. He moaned when he felt her heat scorching him.

  “Oh … you … ooohh … yes! More … ohlordohlord!”

  Shannon held her breath when his large, slightly rough fingertips fluttered over her stomach to come to rest on her naked mound.

  Jarrod lifted his head and looked at the squirming woman beneath him. Lord, he has never been with a woman that was so naturally passionate, wanton and … man oh man … sensual. He has never wanted a woman as much as he wanted her. Never.

  “Look at me, doll face.”

  She panted and opened her eyes. Only realizing then that the bedside lamp was still on. Her eyes met his sizzling gaze and she gasped. Good heavens, this man was turning her whole body into a swirling mass of lava. She has only ever been with one man and oh, boy … only now did she realize what she missed out on. This man was a master of seduction. He played her body like a music instrument.

  She has never felt so much need and desire rush through her body. A need so deep and so intense that she felt as if she was floating, looking down on them.

  “If you want me to stop, you better tell me now. Because if I go any further and touch you and find you hot and wet … there is no way I will be able to stop. And, honey … I know you are.”

  Her breathing increased. She bit her lip when he drew small circles over her mound and she mewled.

  “Tell me to stop, doll face. Because Lord knows, if you don’t, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow!”

  Chapter Four

  He expects me to say no after that promise!

  She raised her hips and pressed her mound against his caressing hand.

  “No, don’t stop.”

  Her voice was soft, husky and so damn sensual, his already rock hard arousal pressed even harder against her hip, throbbing with need.

  “Oh … you … oh yessss!”

  He stroked his fingers all the way over her cleft and back, separating the folds hiding her clit. He circled around it, wide at first and then smaller. She mewled and thrashed her hips against his hand when he rubbed his rough fingertips over the nub. Soft, then harder. He dipped his finger inside her pulsing sheath and she moaned.

  Jarrod groaned.

  “Holy cow, woman! You are so hot … so damn wet! I’m sorry, but I can’t wait any longer. I’ll make it up to you … later…”

  He rolled from the bed and pushed his boxer shorts down. Shannon gasped.

  “Oh my word … Prada! You’re a Prada cowboy!”

  He hardly smiled, his face tight. He pulled open the bedside drawer. He took out a silver packet which he ripped open with urgent fingers. He turned and she salivated at the sight of his rampaging maleness. His shaft stood strong and hard, big, thick and long. Her insides quivered and she bit her lip.

  Jeez, he is so big! Oh Lord, I can’t wait!

  “Hurry, muscle man!”

  Then he was there, standing between her legs on his knees. He pushed her legs wider and yanked her hips up against his, her back arched. His whole body was as tight as a wire. He stroked his finger over her clit and inside her heat. He added another and yet another, stretching her gently. She thrashed and clasped his thighs.

  She keened and arched her neck when the blunt tip of his shaft speared into her. He clenched his teeth and groaned.

  Lord, she was tight! But she will take all of me by the end of the night … she has to!

  “Yes … oooh … please! Give me more!”

  He pushed deeper and kept going, spurred on by her wild cries, until her muscles clamped around him in protest.

  “Oh … ooh … I’m sorry! I want to take … ooooh … all of you, but … yesss!”

  Jarrod breathed hard, his lips pressed in a tight line.

  “Before the sun rises in the morning, doll face, you will.”

  He nearly pulled out all the way and she keened. Then he plunged, hard and fast, driving into her with a need he has never felt before. A need that crashed over him and he felt his body heating up. His balls tightened in warning.

  “Oh damn, woman! I am going to come! It’s been too … long … uuhhm!”

  She thrashed wildly and with his next forward thrust she shattered in his arms. Her surprised scream echoed through the room. His groan followed directly after. His body tightened and the veins stood out in his neck when his own orgasm nearly crippled him.

  Shannon felt the heat rush through her whole body, every muscle tightened and she arched upwards. She was desperate to draw a breath, but her inner core pulsed ruthlessly around Jay’s shattering orgasm, plummeting her deeper into the abyss.

  Jarrod kept plunging inside her with short, hard thrusts, emptying every drop of his release inside her. He growled when he felt her inner muscles grip him hard to draw him in deeper. She thrashed her head back and forth against the pillow. Her panicked eyes pleaded with him.

  He lowered his body unto hers, pushing her hips down on the bed. He leaned over her with his elbows beside her head. He kissed her lips slowly, calming her down, until she caught a deep breath. Their eyes met and they stared at each other.

  Bloody hell! I’ve never had the like!

  Jarrod knew this quick release has surpassed any he has ever had before. He had a sneaky suspicion his doll face was about to spoil him for all others!

  Good Lord! He made me lose my breath! I never knew it could be this good!

  Shannon could not get her breath back. She knew what they just shared, didn’t just happen to anyone. She just knew, she would never want to share it with another! They shared the exact same thought.

  I am so screwed!

  Jarrod withdrew from her, rolled from the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. He walked back shortly with a cloth in his hand. He settled next to her on his side, leaning his head on his hand. Her eyes glittered as their e
yes met. She gasped and grasped his hand.

  “What are you doing?”

  “What does it look like, doll face?”

  “I’ll do it myself.”

  “Hmm. I want to.”

  “No … ooh!”

  She closed her eyes. He spread her legs and gently wiped her dry between her legs. He chuckled and her eyes jumped open.

  “Blushing, honey? After what we just did?”

  “This is … different.”

  “How?”

  “It’s more intimate.”

  Now he laughed at her outright. She slapped him on his chest. Her blush deepening.

  “What is so damn funny?”

  “Women … I’ll never understand them. I was just deep inside you, doll face. We can’t get any more intimate than that … well, maybe a few couple inches more. Yet cleaning you between your legs is more intimate?”

  “Tsk! You’re a cowboy! You would not understand.”

  He chuckled and threw the cloth over the side of the bedside table. He pulled the drawer open and took a handful of condoms out and threw them on the bedside table. He raised his eyebrows at her widening eyes.

  “I did warn you, doll face. It’s been ten months and you’ve just made it worse.”

  Shannon gasped when his started nibbling her collarbone. His wicked fingers trickled a slow path between her breasts. Shannon trailed her hands over his strong muscled arms to grasp his hair in her fists. He lifted his head. Her eyes were half lidded and smoky with passion.

  Jarrod drew a ragged breath. He has lusted before, was even hungry for a woman, but this … is pure passion. So strong that the need for her shook through his tall frame. Bloody hell … he ached to be inside her … to feel her clutch him like a custom made glove.

  “Kiss me, my Prada Cowboy.”

  His lips curved into a slow sensual smile and his head lowered. He spread her legs wider at the same time and lowered himself against her heat. Shannon was done waiting and pulled his head down and locked her lips with his. The kiss was a personification of their mutual need. Wild, sinful and erotic.

  Shannon’s tongue tangled with his in an explicit come-and-get-me voracious invitation.