Brown Eyed Handsome Man (Hell Yeah! Book 4)

by Sable Hunter

  A BROWN EYED HANDSOME MAN

  Hell Yeah! Book 4

  SABLE HUNTER

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

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  Six brothers. One Dynasty—

  TEBOW RANCH.

  Meet the McCoy brothers and their friends— men who love as hard as they play.

  Texas Cowboys – nothing hotter.

  HELL YEAH!

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  Chapter One

  Kane Saucier slammed the file cabinet shut. Paperwork was his least favorite part of being sheriff of Kerrville County. “Logan! Where’s the form we fill out when we’re called to get cattle off the road?”

  Lately, there’d been a series of wire cutting incidents and cattle were being found wandering up and down the highways. It was an extreme hazard. “It’s on your desk, boss!” The eager deputy was doing his job, anticipating the sheriff’s needs.

  Grumbling, Kane settled in his chair to make the proper notes. They were lucky, this time. The animals found running loose last night had been McCoy cattle and after informing Aron McCoy this morning, there was no doubt in his mind that the fences around Tebow Property would be checked and double checked.

  “I’m hungry, Boss. Let’s order a pizza.” Logan walked up to the door of his office, rubbing the concave place where his belly should have been. Kane hid a smile. Logan looked more like Barney Fife than any man should have to. Did that make him Andy Taylor? God, he hoped not. Andy hadn’t had sex with a woman the entire time his show ran on TV, and Kane Saucier needed to get laid in the worst way. He was horny as hell.

  The bell hanging over the front door jangled as a visitor entered. Both men looked toward the front to see a young woman struggling to get a small cart over the threshold. “Who the hell is that?” Kane asked. From what he could see, she was pure eye candy. The curvy little backside she presented to them was round and firm and seemed to beg to be squeezed. An intriguing braid of thick dark hair hung to her hip and the little grunts he could hear her making were so close to sounds a woman made when aroused that his cock was swelling like a fireman’s water hose when the pressure started to build.

  “That’s poor little Lilibet Ladner, Sheriff. Do you want me to tell her to leave? She’s always trying to sell sandwiches. I don’t think she’s even got a permit. Most people think she’s a nuisance.”

  Kane couldn’t think. He was too hypnotized by the sway of her breasts as she maneuvered the cart toward them. It seemed like she was only using one of her hands. “For God’s sake, go help her, Logan.”

  Logan gave him an exasperated look, but obeyed. After the deputy approached, the girl stepped back and gave them both a shy smile. Kane was struck dumb. She was absolutely precious. The rest of his body, his heart and his brain, found themselves on the same page as his dick. He wanted her.

  Lilibet swallowed nervously. Finally, she’d worked up the courage to ask the Sheriff and his employees if they would like to sign up for her lunch delivery program. Since Sheriff Kane had arrived in town a few months ago, he’d played a starring role in her fantasies. Every night she gave herself sexual relief. She would pull and rub on her nipples, and feverishly massage her clit. As she made love to herself in her lonely bed, it was Kane Saucier she made love to in her dreams. It was his lips she kissed and his waist she wrapped her legs around as he drove his cock, forcefully, into her wet pussy.

  Whew! She was doing it again! Instantly, her nipples were like pebbles and her sex was empty and aching. She had to get control of her overactive imagination!

  Kane smiled at her.

  Suddenly, Lilibet realized she didn’t have the food cart to hide behind. She was standing in full view of the object of her desire. There was simply no place to hide. Oh well, it wasn’t like she had a chance with him anyway. Taking a deep breath, she took a step forward and when she did, she saw his expression change completely. In one split second, he was transformed from a man who was looking at her with sexual interest, to one who viewed her with abject pity.

  She should be used to it by now. What did she expect? No man had ever wanted Lilibet Ladner and no man ever would.

  Standing, Kane walked quickly to her side. “Let me help you,” he offered. What was wrong with her? Had she hurt herself? Her movements had been awkward, like one leg was shorter than the other. “Did you sprain your ankle? Logan, get Miss Ladner a chair.” His deputy brought one over, eyeing their guest with obvious suspicion. What the hell was his problem? There was never a good excuse for downright rudeness.

  Lilibet cringed at the tension she’d created. “No, I’m fine. The limp is normal for me. Usually, I’m holding on to the cart. It’s not so noticeable, then.” His brown eyes were warm and apologetic. She could tell he had not meant any harm by his initial reaction. Lord, he was attractive. Memories of all the things she’d done to him in her mind came rushing back, rendering her momentarily speechless.

  “What can we do for you?” He watched her cheeks grow pink. Jesus! She was adorable. He knew she’d seen his shock at the difficulty she had simply walking across the room. He’d covered it quickly, sensing her dismay. From experience with his brother Zane’s disability, he knew that her greatest desire was to just be treated like everybody else.

  “Lilibet, we’re not interested in signing up for your lunch program. You shouldn’t be in here bothering the sheriff with such nonsense.”

  Kane was shocked at the disdain in Logan’s voice. And he wasn’t going to put up with it. Rising, abruptly, he gave his deputy a look that would melt asphalt and motioned for him to follow. “Excuse us, Miss Ladner. I need to have a word with my employee.”

  Logan followed the sheriff into a conference room and Kane slammed the door.

  Lilibet wasn’t stupid. She could tell this was a mistake of the first order. Thankful for the opportunity to exit gracefully—the thought almost made her laugh—she took it. Her desire to escape before the two men returned made her adrenaline run high and she was able to get out of the building a heck of a lot quicker than she’d entered.

  “Why are you acting like such an asshole? There was no good reason under the sun for you to treat that woman the way you did! I know we can’t sign up for her delivery service. We’re out of the office too much. But you’re going to treat our people in this town with common courtesy or you can find another line of work. Am I clear?”

  Logan had the good grace to look chastised. “I was out-of-line, wasn’t I?” Seeing the sheriff’s expression of censure, he quickly tried to justify his behavior. “It’s
a bad habit left over from school days, I guess. She was in a lower grade than me, but…” He paused and kicked the floor with a guilty expression. “You know how kids can be, Sheriff. It was part of the educational experience, I guess…you know, all the kids find someone weaker to pick on. It’s a rite of passage.”

  Recalling how hurt Zane had been when he’d been forced to deal with the jibes of ignorant people, he couldn’t muster up any sympathy for Logan. “That’s a crock of shit. Cruelty is never justified. Now, get your ass out there and apologize to that little girl. I’ll explain to her why we can’t buy her lunches in a way that won’t make her feel like she’s committed a crime by just walking into our offices.”

  Opening the door, Kane was surprised to find the office empty. Hell! “She’s gone.”

  “Well, that’s good,” Logan breathed a sigh of relief. He hated having to take back-water on anything. “Where are you going?” he asked as big Kane Saucier headed to the door.

  “I’m going after her.” He didn’t know what he was going to say when he found her, but he couldn’t stand the idea of her feeling like she’d done something wrong. All she’d been guilty of was walking into a government office that her taxes helped pay for. Oh, and there was the other thing. She was a living doll and his dick was insisting they be properly introduced.

  Heading out into the street, he saw her making her way down the sidewalk. Stopping to speak to Rex Driscoll, the dry cleaner, she pulled her cart to one side and walked over to him with her uneven, little gait. From around the corner, a herd of Junior High boys came barreling by and didn’t even try to avoid jostling her. Already at a disadvantage, balance-wise, they sent her flying. Kane winced as she landed on the concrete walk—hard.

  “Rats.” Lilibet scrambled to get up, embarrassed to be making such a spectacle of herself. Rex hobbled over to her, but someone else got to her first. Strong arms caught her up and she found herself nestled against a rock-hard chest. “I’m sorry. I’m always so clumsy.” Completely flustered, she leaned back to look at her rescuer, knowing full well who it was. “Kane, I thank you so much.” He sat her on her feet, and shocked her when he began brushing dirt and dust off her arms and legs.

  “Damn kids,” Driskoll mumbled. “Are you all right, sweetie? I’ll go get you a glass of water.” The old man tottered off.

  “Are you all right, my love?” Kane asked, feeling unaccustomed warmth in the area of his heart.

  Looking at him in surprise, Lilibet cherished the kind words. “Oh, yes. I’ve took much worse spills than this.” Why was he looking at her that way? If she didn’t know better, the good sheriff of Kerrville County was about to kiss her. Her—crippled Lilibet Ladner—out here on Main Street, in front of God and everybody.

  Big blue eyes met his, and her mouth opened expectantly. Kane could see her nipples bead, as plain as day, through her pink cotton camisole. Her heart was racing. He could feel her pulse under his fingertips as he held her wrist. “I think I ought to give you fair warning, Miss Ladner. I’m about to kiss those delectable pink lips of yours. Am I going to get my face slapped?”

  Lilibet couldn’t breathe. She was about to receive her very first kiss. ‘Lord, please don’t let me faint,’ was her prayer. She wouldn’t miss this for the world. “No, I would be very grateful for a kiss,” she whispered.

  Kane leaned in, slowly. His own heart was pounding like a jack-hammer. It’d been years since he wanted a woman with such a white-hot intensity. Unmindful of the crowd gathering around them, Sheriff Kane Saucier gathered her sexy little body up in his arms and lowered his head to taste the sweetness of her lips

  “Atta boy, Sherriff!” Damn! Sweeping his little angel up in his arms, he carried her into the dry cleaners, avoiding the annoying comments of the interested townspeople.

  “Rex, I’m commandeering your office. Guard the door!” Rex, who was just getting back from fetching the glass of water, gave him a knowing grin.

  “I could have walked,” mumbled Lilibet, totally embarrassed. The kiss she’d been looking forward to was fast turning into a statement of her disability. “I know I’m a cripple, but I get around pretty good, for me.”

  “You’re not a cripple, and don’t let me hear you call yourself that again.” He hated the word. “I think you are a beautiful woman, one I plan to get to know a whole lot better.” At that declaration of intent, Kane sat on the edge of the desk and arranged her until she was sitting astraddle one of his hard thighs, her breasts pressed into his chest and her hands cupped around his forearms. “Now, I’ve got you where I want you.”

  Excitement rushed through her veins like white water. Proximity to a man wasn‘t something she’d ever been privileged to know, especially not the man of her dreams. “Are you still going to kiss me?” she asked hopefully.

  Kane looked at her sweet face. “Oh, yeah, I’m gonna kiss the livin’ daylights out of you.” He put his forehead to hers, looking into her eyes until she giggled. “Pucker up, princess.” Running his hands up her arms, he felt her reaction, for she trembled beneath his touch. “Now, where was I? Oh right, that perfect, plump little mouth.” Watching her, he was aware when her nerves turned into arousal, for her breathing quickened, her breasts swelled and she lifted her head and—God In Heaven—held her arms up to welcome him. “Damn straight.” She didn’t purse her lips, but she did open them slightly and met him more than halfway.

  When his mouth touched hers, she moaned in complete relief. Hallelujah! Lilibet Ladner was being kissed! Kane Saucier took his sweet time, kissing her thoroughly, deeply, his tongue mapping the inside of her mouth like he had every intention of making a return trip. God, she hoped so. Lilibet was dizzy with desire. Her hard nipples were poking his chest, even through her thin bra and cotton shirt. And God help her, she couldn’t help but rub from side to side, enjoying the delicious friction that made her clit swell and throb.

  Kane reveled in her kiss. She wasn’t experienced and it showed, but she was just right for him. He was tired of brazen hard women who were only interested in what they could get out of a man. This little angel was a giver, not a taker. And she was giving him the biggest hard-on he’d sported in many a day.

  “Kane, I love this so much.” She took his face in her hands and kissed him all around his lips. Oxygen deprivation had forced their mouths apart, but she wasn’t wasting a moment. Who knew if this amazing opportunity would ever present itself again? His hands on her rear startled her, and when he pulled her up taunt against him, she felt the most delicious sensation of her starving lady-parts moving against his hard thigh.

  “More!” she exclaimed and surprised the hell out of him when she held on to his shoulders and rode his leg with focused abandon. Capturing her lips once more, Kane sipped at the nectar of her passion, completely enamored of her endearing enthusiasm. “That’s right, baby, take your pleasure. I’d love to see you shatter in my arms.” He was teasing a response from her, seeing how far he could get his little dove to fly. He rubbed her back, her arms, kissing her face, letting her rest her head on his shoulder and scrub her little pussy against his leg. When she began to jerk against him, he tightened his embrace and held her until she stilled. “I’m so jealous,” he whispered.

  “Why are you jealous?” she whispered back, cuddled in his arms like she belonged there.

  “I would have given anything to have your clit between my lips when your climax hit. Next time, I’m gonna lap up your cream like a hungry tomcat.” When she buried her face in his neck as if to hide, he chuckled. “If you’re hiding from me, you’re a mite too close to do you much good.”

  “I’m hiding from me,” she spoke softly. “I’ve shocked myself, and you, I imagine. Do I owe you an apology?”

  He pulled her out so he could see her face. It had the flushed, sated look of a woman who’d experienced total sexual satisfaction. “Hell no, you don’t owe me an apology. That was
the sexiest damn thing I’ve ever seen.” He began to kiss her face, softly. “Will you have dinner with me tonight?” He needed to tell her why they couldn’t join her lunch service, and hell, he just wanted to spend time with her. “I’m very attracted to you, Little-bit.”

  Lilibet smiled at the way he changed her name to an endearment. Was there anything she’d ever wanted more? To spend time with him would be a dream come true, literally. However, the thought of hobbling into a restaurant in front of a crowd of staring, judgmental people was horrifying to her. “Would you come to dinner at my house? Would that be good enough?”

  She looked at him so expectantly he couldn’t say no. “Dinner at your place sounds perfect.”

  “Good. Come anytime you’re ready. I’ll have dinner on the table at seven, if that would be okay?” She was glad he hadn’t been the one to suggest coming over to dinner, because she would’ve suspected he was coming only to try out her cooking. Instead, he’d asked her out on a real date, and that was the grandest thing that had ever happened to her—after the kiss, of course.

  Helping her to her feet, he cupped the back of her head and kissed her on the forehead. “I’ll be there just as soon as I can. Okay, sweetheart?”

  “I live in the Patterson’s rent house, behind the Masonic lodge.” She took one step forward, holding on to the desk to make her uneven gait less obvious. He offered her his arm and walked her slowly to the cart, warming Lilibet’s heart at his chivalrous gesture.

  “Can I help you in anyway, Sweet?” He knew she would say no, but he had to ask.

  “No, I’m fine. I still have a few calls to make.” She hoped the food was still warm. Time for stolen kisses hadn’t been factored into her schedule.