The Cowboy's Property (Siren Publishing Classic) by Calico Daniels Page B

cedar king-sized bed and original works of cowboy art on the walls. It was reserved for special guests.
    Quickly, she stripped the bed and hauled the sheets out into the hallway. She grabbed a fresh set from the cart and made her way back into the room. With a flick of her wrists, she snapped the cotton fitted sheet out across the bed and began securing it around the plush mattress. One of her earbuds popped loose as she worked her way around the bed. She was bent over with her fanny in the air when she heard the voice behind her.
    “Tell me, do all the guests get this kind of service here?”
    Whirling around, Kayla found herself staring at the sexiest man she’d ever seen. He was tall, tanned, and oh, so scrumptious. And he stood in the bathroom doorway wearing nothing but a low-slung towel! The muscles of his biceps bulged as he kept his hand fisted in the towel, holding it securely in place. Droplets of water slid from his dark hair onto his broad shoulders and rolled down his rock-hard chest. Her eyes followed one as it trailed down over his six-pack abs and disappeared at the towel line.
    “Do you like what you see?”
    The towel below his waist stirred, and her gaze shot back to his face. His chocolate eyes twinkled with mischief, and a slow smile spread across his face. Kayla folded her arms beneath her breasts and gave him another once-over.
    Alarms blared in the logical part of her brain, but her body just wasn’t listening. Her nipples hardened and throbbed against her shirt while a rush of heat flooded her pussy. The rules on the ranch were simple. No fraternizing with the guests. Any violation resulted in immediate termination. Laura was a raging bitch who had fired staff members for less. Sometimes PMS seemed to be a good enough reason for her.
    But what did her rules really mean now anyway? She was selling out. Chances were very good that even those Laura didn’t fire before she left would get canned by the new owners. Most owners wanted to bring in fresh staff to go with the new management. If she was going to lose her job anyway, why not go out with one hell of a bang.
    “I like what I can see.” Kayla touched her tongue to her lips and watched desire flare in his eyes.
    “Do you want to see more?” His gaze raked her body from head to toe, taking her all in like a starving man at a buffet.
    “Honey, I never agree to ride a horse before I see him outside of the stall.”
    He raised one dark brow and took a step closer to her. “This pony’s definitely not a task for a novice rider.”
    His scent surrounded her and made the muscles in her pussy clench. A day’s worth of beard shadowed his jaw. Her breasts grew heavy. Oh, to feel the stubble scratch across her sensitive skin would be heaven. “Then I guess it’s a good thing I’m an experienced rider who knows how to handle my mount.”
    Another step closer. The bulge beneath his towel swelled again. “Do you use a gentle hand?”
    “When the need arises.” Kayla tilted her head and stared into his eyes as he took another step, bringing their bodies close.
    “But can you handle a mount that’s more than a handful?” His breath was warm and moist across her cheek, sending shivers down her spine.
    “I can handle anything I can wrap my legs around,” she whispered.
    The sexy guest’s cock nudged her hip from beneath its terry cloth cover. “Wanna go for a ride?”
    Another droplet of water slid down his chest and across his stomach. Kayla unfolded her arms and ran a finger down the moist trail to the towel secured at his waist. She dipped her finger just below the fabric and teased the tight curls above his cock with her fingertip. “I would,” she murmured, “but I have laundry to do.”
    With a sharp tug, she dislodged the towel from his grip, turned, and walked out the door.
     
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    Jack stood in front of the bathroom mirror and drew the razor across his jaw. His mind wandered back to the events in his room that morning.