Wade flinched from where she held him, but he did kiss her back, just like he’d done before. Powerful and gentle all at the same time as he swept her mouth with his hot tongue thoroughly.
Her legs even became weak from just the kiss as she was emboldened enough to rub him through his jeans. Her mound throbbed just like after a whole day of riding, but this was different too. She ached there and that was also new to her.
Breaking the breathless kiss, Wade looked into her eyes. “It just wouldn’t be right.” He sighed. “I mean, you just met me. What the hell do you even know about me?”
Kanda knew. “I know that you’re the first real man I’ve ever met. One that I could…” Her voice faded away. “Dammit! Stop making such a big deal about it! You were about to do it before!” she snapped, the old Kanda finally coming to the fore. “And anyway, isn’t it up to me? Who I choose?” Her voice became softer. “Unless…?”
He looked puzzled. “Unless?”
Nodding her head, she stepped back. “You really don’t find me attractive enough?”
Wade looked stunned and then he grinned. “You got all you need, sweet Kandy, all and then some. Why, I wanted to from the first minute I saw you.”
“So, it’s just that you won’t?”
He pushed his hands through his dark hair with a seeming frustration. “I want to.”
Kanda stepped back to the bed. “Well, how’s about if I make it super easy for you?”
He looked intrigued. “And just how would you do that?”
Kanda couldn’t believe she was actually gonna do this, but she knew she’d better follow through before she grew chicken legs herself and backed out of what could be the time of her life. “Just let me do what I’m good at.” She motioned to the bed. “I think I know a way to fix it, so we can both have what we want.”
He seemed to hesitate.
Kanda knew she needed to do this and she wasn’t above using any means. “Well…” She sighed loudly with a dramatic disappointment. “I had thought that I’d finally found a real man.” Mentally, she rolled her eyes at the obvious play she was doing. How do women do this stuff every day to get what they want?
His electric blue eyes seemed to register the dare and he narrowed his gaze. Stepping to the bed while looking a bit annoyed, he seemed to take her up on the dare.
Gazing at this hunk of a man she’d found on her land, she wondered for a brief second if she could really go through with this. She looked all around the cabin until she spotted what she needed. “You said you would do exactly what I asked?”
Wade gave her a hard stare. “That is what I said.”
“Good. Now just lie down and close those beautiful eyes for a moment, okay?”
He stared at her for a minute more and got onto the bed.
His rather large frame made the bed look even smaller and it made Kanda feel a moment of hesitation. She waited for him to comply and then quietly made her way across the room. “I just want you to relax, okay? This ain’t gonna hurt a bit,” she stated with an overly sweet voice while forcing away the fear.
Wade chuckled, but kept his eyes closed. “I sure thought that would be my line right about now.”
Oh, he’s funny too. Good, cause for this? He’s gonna need his sense of humor for sure! Kanda made her way back to the bed. “Now, promise to just keep them eyes closed for about…ten seconds, okay?” Her smile was sweet as candy while she skillfully wrapped the rope around her elbow. Marge had said for her to lasso a life, and that was exactly what she was gonna do.
*~*~*~*
Plush Ranch
Bren moved to step down from the bed.
“No.” Trevor stepped close again and raised his hand up. “Stay right there.”
Halting, she was confused now. “What? Why?”
For the first time since he showed up, Trev smiled. “Cause…that’s where you belong.”
Bren tilted her head at him.
“Up on a pedestal.” He stepped up to the bed and his eyes sparkled at her. “I’m sorry I ran.” He moved closer to the bed as he spoke.
At his apology, she gasped and held her breath.
“I’m dumb like that, you know?” Well—what I’m trying to say is…” He sighed. “I guess my daddy was right. He always said that if you’re too busy riding a high horse, then it’ll be hard to get down gracefully.”
Tears formed in her eyes as she shook her head.
“I’m the one who ruined it. I had you right there and what did I do?”
Bren kept shaking her head, because she couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
“I gave in to the old stuff that was there.” He grabbed her around the waist and pressed his face to her stomach. “Instead of what I shoulda’ done.”
Bren was shaking uncontrollably “And what should you have done, Trev?” Her voice cracked with her tears.
“This.” He brought her down to the floor and kissed her hard.
Astonished to no end, Bren reeled with it. Her body was immediately ablaze from the heat of his mouth. Oh, God! Oh, yes! Her mind screamed as she kissed him back.
His hands roamed along her ruffled dress and blazed a hot trail right through the material. He then broke the kiss and gazed at her face. “But…”
Breathing heavily, Bren thought the room almost spun around her.
Sitting her down on the bed, he looked around the room. “I want my Plush girl.”
Her eyes fluttered at his strange sentence as she watched him grab things from the bedside table.
Trevor knelt down in front of her and opened up a container, he then swiped a tissue through it. “I don’t like all this colored slop you’re covering up with.”
Bren was truly baffled as he drew his hand up, swiping her cheeks, nose and chin with the tissue.
“Close them wonderful peepers, Bren.”
She did—she would do anything this cowboy wanted.
With a gentle motion, he swiped more cream across her eyes.
She waited while he took a few seconds, then felt more tissue and cream on her face.
“There.” He chuckled while grabbing her face with both hands.
Her eyes popped open to see him looking at her lips. “Looks like I already took care of getting rid of the lipstick with my mouth.”
“But I thought—?”
He pressed his fingers to her mouth. “I want you like you were, like you are.”
Bren gulped and her eyes got teary again.
He stood her up and she was like a ragdoll in his hands as he flipped her around. Next, he moved up close to where his hard chest met with her back and he tugged the sundress from her shoulders.
Her bountiful breasts bounced out with the tugging. “Oh!” She gasped at the sensation.
Trevor grabbed both boobs in his strong hands. “I missed these,” he growled and fingered her nipples. “I missed the way you feel in my arms, all that velvet, so soft under my touch.”
Bren thought she might actually collapse as he tugged and played with her nipples till they hardened like pebbles. Her body jumped and shimmed like she might just slide right out of her skin.
With a determined purpose, he tugged the dress all the way down over her curves and set her back on the bed, completely pulling the material away.
Bren was struck completely speechless. She’d thought he was gonna walk away, and instead she was going to get what she dreamed and fantasized about day and night. What could she say anyway? She thought she would have to go after him again, and instead? He’d actually come to her. All she knew right now was that she wanted this wonderful cowboy in a bad way.
Still wearing an intense expression on his face, Trevor knelt down once again and took ahold of her red boot. “I kinda like these though.” He studied them with a growing grin and glanced up at her. “Just you…wearing these and nothing else.”
Her body shuddered at the fire in his eyes.
He was grinning hugely now as if he knew some private joke. “I always
wondered what that old saying really meant.” He lay her back and began kissing her inner thigh, just on the inside where her skin was so sensitive.
She shivered with delight as his kisses became heavier. He moved his head up while spreading her thighs.
Gasping, she thought she might hyperventilate.
He lifted her panties and pulled the material to the side, then opened her folds and swiped his tongue across her clit.
Shaking like a leaf, Bren was gasping for air as he nibbled at her button and lapped her up like an ice cream cone.
Grasping the lacey material of her panties, he easily tore them clean away.
”Uh…” she cried out with the tearing and thought she might come at any moment. It was too soon for her to do that and she needed to distract herself, so she decided to ask. “What? What—saying?”
Trevor didn’t answer right away as he stood and unbuttoned his jeans.
Bren suddenly found her courage through pure unadulterated need. She wanted to do some ripping too. She bravely stood up, reached out and ripped his shirt open, his buttons flying to the carpet. Releasing a sigh, she pressed her bare breasts against his hard chest. She just stood there for a long and wonderful moment while her skin was burning everywhere it met with his.
Trevor held her and put his mouth to her ear. “I think I might love you, Bren.”
At the words, her heart thudded in her chest. This magnificent cowboy loves her? The news was astonishing to her and she could hardly breathe from the shock of it.
Before she could form the words of a reply, he gently set her back a little and lowered his jeans, tugging them off over each of his boots.
Bren took a small step back and watched the sexiest jean and boots dance she’d ever witnessed. This hot cowboy would give any of those studs on the stage a run for their money. She could imagine him up there, walking around in just his boots. The rowdy women would come right in their chairs!
Trev kicked the jeans aside and lowered her to the bed.
But no way. He’s my stud cowboy and I’m gonna keep him close from now on. Bren giggled while gazing up at the man candy sight above her. Pure adrenaline coursed through her veins like a stampede.
He gazed into her eyes as he spread her thighs wide. “We are gonna test a theory of mine. We’re gonna be knocking boots, Miss Plush. Knockin’ boots.” He moved his hips closer to her.
With another giddy giggle, Bren shoved herself eagerly forward to meet with what she already knew to be the sexiest piece of beef in all of Texas. “Oh, yes, knock me, knock me hard!” she cheered as she promptly raised her hips to meet his thrust and was filled to the glorious hilt.
Trevor stilled and just rested his cock inside her for a full minute. “You fit me like a glove, sweet Bren…” He seemed to be shivering now too. “…a hot velvet glove.”
The feeling of being completely stuffed with such a hot throbbing cowboy was almost too much to take. It was even better than she remembered from the cottage. With all that had gone on, she hadn’t been prepared for this kind of ecstasy. “Ahh…” she moaned loudly as her body shuddered with an immediate orgasm. “Unh, unh…” she gasped out while her muscles tightened and her hips rose from the bed a little.
Trevor grabbed her plush butt cheeks and squeezed her real good, enhancing her unexpected orgasm.
The sensations of all that was Trev had overwhelmed her and she couldn’t seem to stop herself. She couldn’t believe she came instantly like that while her body almost convulsed from the overwhelming pleasure she felt. “Oh, I’m so sorry! I didn’t know I would…”
Trev smiled to her lips. “That’s okay, there’s gonna be more. Cause the way I figure it? You still owe me a bubble bath.”
She felt his hips moving against hers and she reveled in the feel of his smooth skin along her body as he alternately gave her slow plunges and powerful thrusts. Raising her red boots up, Bren eagerly hugged her thighs around his waist to get the ride of her life.
Prelude to Crushed Velvet
CRUSHED
BOOK THREE
Watch out for that Beautiful Barbed Wire…
Winning ain’t everything but losing ain’t fun either. Ride to win!
Wade’s eyes popped wide open and he shouted as Kanda swiftly roped him up. “What in the…?” He yelled as his wrists were now tied to the bedposts.
Having done this for her whole life, she moved with a practiced precision and neatly tied each of his hefty ankles as well. “Well, maybe it took twelve seconds?”
He lay in shock and tugged at the knots. “Are you out of your blooming skull?”
Smiling, but with her hands shaking, she stood in front of him to tug the long man shirt up and off her curvy form. “Maybe?” Stepping forward, she climbed up on the bed. “I’m sorry I had to do it this way.” She unbuttoned his jeans and tugged them down over his hips.
Halting, she pondered this new problem of how to bare that magnificent bod. This was never an issue in all her years of branding. A small chuckle slipped from her lips at the bizarre notion, then she looked around toward his little makeshift kitchen.
Wade seemed speechless and he gaped at her as she got up from the bed and retrieved the tool she needed.
“I mean, it seemed to be the only way.” She chuckled as she raised a pair of shears and climbed back up on the bed.
Wades eyes grew wide as she lowered the shears and cut his jeans away. “I hope that wasn’t your favorite pair!” Next, she tugged his black briefs from his hips as well and with a little snip, she sliced right through the cotton. “Oh, my…” She gulped and stared down at him. “You could do some serious damage all right.” She whistled loudly.
The now helpless man looked entirely stunned as she’d tied him up and removed his clothes in what seemed to be the blink of an eye. “You can’t do this, woman!” His accent had gotten heavier with his seeming panic. “Crikey! I can’t believe you did this.”
Kanda stood above him on the bed as she reached around and unclasped her bra.
He stared as her luscious breasts toppled out. Wade seemed to bite his lip as a definite moan escaped his lips.
The male sound of his reaction made her wet in her panties and in that instant, she knew she’d done the right thing. Despite how crazy this was to do…in her world, she knew it was the only way to do it. She stood up and rolled her panties down. “I took care of the problem for you. This way, you won’t have the responsibility.”
He stared up at her curvy, sweet body above him. “Is this the way all you American women are?” He was breathing heavily now and sweat had popped out along his forehead.
Kanda knelt down with her legs around his powerful thighs. Reaching a tentative hand out, she slid a finger down along his very hard shaft. “Oh…” Was all she replied and she gazed over at his astonished expression. “Nah, but maybe we Texan girls are a little bit different.” She let out a throaty moan as she cupped her hand around his erection.
The sounds she was making and her hands smoothing along his shaft seemed to make him grow harder under her sliding fingers. He tried again to tug at the ropes she’d tied him with. “You’d better be sure you really wanna do this.”
His throbbing cock was just so beautiful; she’d never believed that she would have a thought like that. She pondered for a long minute about what he said and she wondered if she was ready to take the ultimate ride. Was she really ready to ‘saddle up’? This wouldn’t be like breaking a bronco; it was gonna be her…breaking her own cherry.
While she stroked him with her capable hand, Wade was groaning loudly now and his hot blue eyes were blazing at her.
With his rigid growing length filling her hands, her eyes lit up and she lowered herself over his hard body. “Yep, it’s just what I thought—pure prime rib.”
THE NEXT BOOK AT AMAZON
BOOK THREE
CRUSHED
BOOK THREE
THE VELVET SERIES
This was the second novella in the Velvet S
eries and the third is already out at Amazon. Leanore is sure having wicked fun riding this one. Crushed should be another outrageous plush ride through the pages of the southwest. Even after writing 35 novels, these books are some of the most special journeys into a world filled with real women who do get their hard-bodied men. As one of Leanore’s personal heroines, Mae West said, “I didn’t discover curves; I only uncovered them.”
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