Cowboy 12 Pack
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He cupped her ass and his kiss became more demanding. He wanted total surrender, but that wasn’t going to happen.
A knock on the door jerked her from her sexual haze. Pulling away, she stepped to the side of Wade’s strong body and faced the door, heat flooding her cheeks. What had she been thinking?
“Hey, Kendra, I think you need a break by now.” Adriana burst in before halting at the sight of her and Wade.
He still faced the back wall of her office, while she looked squarely at her bartender. “Actually, I was thinking the same thing. How about a swim?”
Adriana wasn’t fooled. That woman could sense sex a mile away. Her lips turned up into a cunning grin. Uh-oh.
“As much as skinny dipping sounds like a great idea—”
“Wait, who said anything—”
“Billy said he had to add more chemicals to the pool after the designers finally finished the waterfall today, so we have to wait.” Adriana looked smug, as if that was exactly what she wanted. Never a good sign.
Wade finally turned around, Kendra’s computer hiding the still-substantial bulge in his jeans. “I’ll let you two take your break. I need to get up early tomorrow. I have two more horses being delivered.” He donned his hat, ready to leave.
Adriana eyed him like he was a chocolate lollipop and she would lick him down to the stick. “Oh no, we need you to play too. Otherwise there’s no game.”
Kendra tensed. “Adriana, what are you talking about?”
The curvy bartender held out a deck of cards. “Poker.”
Ah, whatever Adriana had in her head if it involved poker, there would be no problem.
Wade’s eyebrows lowered. “Poker? Are we betting? I’m not a big one for winning or losing hard-earned money.”
Kendra stiffened. That certainly put her in her place. “Guess that settles that. Anyway, I should probably order these items.” She pulled her office chair back to her desk. When she glanced up, Adriana was shaking her head, a giant smile on her face.
“We’re not betting money. We’re betting clothes. Anyone ‘up’ for strip poker?”
Wade grinned, turning to Kendra. “I haven’t played that since I was sixteen.” He wiggled his brows at her like he expected to win. He did know she’d been a professional poker player, didn’t he? His confident smirk was too challenging to pass up. If he thought he would get her clothes off that easily, he was in for a surprise. She looked back at Adriana. “I’ll deal first.”
“Uh-huh. It’s my idea, I make the rules. We play five card draw, deuces and one-eyed jacks wild.”
Kendra silently groaned. She hated wild cards. Any self-respecting poker player did.
Wade stepped up to the table and held out a chair. “Sounds good to me.”
Adriana quickly slipped into it and shuffled. Wade moved to another chair and held it out for Kendra.
“Thank you.” She could get used to being treated like a queen.
Wade tipped his hat before sliding into the seat next to her. The round table had four chairs, but the empty chair sat between Wade and Adriana.
Adriana pushed the deck toward Wade to cut. “Okay, no cheating and no ante. But if you want to stay in, you must bet one piece of clothing after the deal. After the draw, you can bet as many as you want.”
Kendra studied Adriana. “You’ve done this before, haven’t you?”
“Maybe.” She winked and dealt the cards.
Chapter Five
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ADRIANA REACHED BEHIND her and unhooked her bra. Kendra tensed. She should have known her bartender would lose faster than a rattlesnake after a rabbit. It appeared in so doing, Adriana would win Wade, and there was no policy about employees dating. Something she should probably rectify in the morning.
“Wow, you two are good.” Adriana slipped the straps down her arms and threw the lace pink bra onto the pile of clothes on the floor next to her. “This hand could be my last. All I have left is my thong and my bracelet.”
Wade looked at Adriana’s full, dusky breasts and smiled, then turned back to Kendra. “I believe it’s your deal. I’m betting you’re going to lose this next hand.”
She took the cards from him but missed a few as his index finger brushed her palm. Gathering up the loose cards, she then shuffled, refusing to look at him. The man was too much temptation, especially sitting next to her, bare-chested, in nothing but his hat and jeans. He’d even lost his belt. Did he wear underwear?
She’d been doing fine until he’d taken off his shirt. Then her concentration had gone south. She lost two hands, one because she forgot deuces were wild and another because she’d discarded a one-eyed jack to make her draw. Her shoes and socks were now sitting next to her on the floor, and she was trying not to keep glancing at the light line of hair running down Wade’s hard chest.
Keeping her eyes averted from him, she dealt and studied her cards. Two queens, a deuce, a ten and an ace. Now to remember to keep the deuce.
Adriana opened the bet. “I’ll stay in with my bracelet.”
Wade smiled. “I’ll bet my hat.”
“And I’ll bet my hair clip to stay in. Adriana, how many cards do you want?”
“I’ll take three.”
She really didn’t care for playing recreational poker. She just couldn’t get used to it. She dealt three cards and watched as Adriana lifted them. She had something, but not much based on her facial reaction.
“Wade?”
“I’m good.”
She studied his face. He simply grinned at her as he had for every hand. The man was good at hiding what his cards brought him. She’d give him that. But he wasn’t good with strategy. Her gaze moved to his chest and the definition of his distinct pectoral muscles. She wanted to touch them in the worst way.
“Kendra? Are you taking any cards?” Adriana’s voice snapped her attention away from Wade.
She quickly reviewed her hand again. Putting down the ace and ten, she picked up two more cards. A ten and another queen now sat in her hand. She looked expectantly at Adriana.
“I’ll bet my thong.”
Kendra sighed inside. What would Wade think when Adriana lost? Would he want to stop the game? Escort the naked beauty back to her room? It would probably be for the best. But even at that thought, Wade’s searing kiss came back to haunt her, and her stomach plummeted.
“I’m going all-in.” Challenge rang clear in Wade’s voice.
“Woo hoo!” Adriana winked at him. “So what does all-in mean? How many pieces of clothing are you betting?”
He grinned. “The three I have left.”
Adriana pouted. “Are you sure you want to do that? You do know Kendra was a professional poker player, right?”
Wade lost his smile. He turned away from Adriana and stared at her. “Is that true?”
She didn’t like the defensive feeling growing in the pit of her stomach. She may be ashamed of her trailer trash childhood, but she was damn proud of her success as a poker player. She didn’t break his gaze. “Yes, I was. And I was good.”
Adriana piped in. “Yeah, just look at this resort. Only the Night Owl could make this a reality.”
“The Night Owl?” Wade frowned. “What’s that?”
Kendra spoke before Adriana could continue. “That’s what the announcers started to call me. It was because the later into the night the hands went, the sharper I became. The name stuck. I was called Night Owl Lowe.”
Wade glanced at Adriana, who nodded enthusiastically. She lifted one brow, her doubt about his hand clear. “So are you sure you want to go all-in?”
He turned and studied Kendra. She could see him contemplating what he should do. Then he gave her a seductive smile that promised her every sexual joy she desired and she forgot to breathe.
“Yeah, I’m all-in.”
Her heart sped and she took in much-needed air. She glanced at her cards, careful not to give away her hand. Unless he had four kings, four aces or five of a kind, she would soon see him
naked. What if he won? What was she willing to lose? Not her jeans. She didn’t want him to see her left leg. “I’ll bet my tank, my belt and my bra.”
His eyes widened before his gaze dipped to her chest. She couldn’t help taking a deep breath as excitement raced through her. For the first time playing poker, she almost wanted to lose.
“Well, I’m going to have to fold. Too daring for me.” Adriana pushed back her chair. “I might as well go to bed. It’s getting late and I have to meet the beer delivery truck tomorrow. Let me know who won.” She scooped up her clothes and headed for the door.
Kendra pulled her gaze from Wade. “Wait. You’re practically naked. Don’t you want to dress before you go?”
“Why?” Adriana winked. “This is a nude resort and I’m not on the clock. I might as well practice.” Laughing, she exited the office, pulling the door shut behind her.
Kendra glanced at Wade and swallowed. “We can quit if you like.”
“Oh no, I’m seeing this hand through.”
She sighed. “Then I call.”
Wade laid down his cards. “Full House.”
Exuberance over her win shot through her even as a tinge of disappointment followed. She laid out her cards. “Four queens.”
“Shit.” Wade studied her cards. “Mine is a great hand, a natural. I should have won.”
She agreed. “If we were playing real poker that would be a great hand.”
He looked at her with admiration. Avoiding his gaze, she leaned forward to swoop his cards into the deck, but he stopped her hand with his own. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”
She shrugged as she stared at his large, warm hand covering her own. “You don’t have to strip. We can just say I won the night.”
“Not a chance. I always pay my debts.”
She glanced up to find him far more serious than the game called for. Then he smirked. “Besides, it’s not every day I take my clothes off for a beautiful woman.”
If he kept talking like that, she’d soon be shedding her own clothes.
Wade stood. After taking off his hat, he set it on the table then ran his hand through his hair a couple times. And he had hair worth running hands through. As he undid the button of his jeans, she found herself gripping the deck of cards like a lifeline and forced herself to drop them on the table.
Wade unzipped his pants and with little ceremony pushed them down, showing he wore the simple white briefs she’d expect from him. Stepping out of his jeans, he neatly folded them and added them to the pile of his clothes on the chair next to him. Her gaze riveted to his sinewy thigh muscles as they moved.
Then he faced her. His cock pushed against his underwear, causing her throat to close. He didn’t continue, and she moved her gaze from his crotch to his face.
He no longer smiled. His eyes had grown almost black as he focused on her. “I wouldn’t do this for just anyone, Kendra.”
She swallowed hard.
His lips curved up in the barest of smiles that held more heat than the Sonoran desert in mid-July. He moved his hands to the waistband of his briefs, and she licked her lips, anxious to see his cock revealed.
He stilled. “You can’t do that and expect me to continue on alone. I’ll need your help.”
WADE’S BALLS TIGHTENED as Kendra’s gaze remained on his hidden cock. The game hadn’t gone as he’d planned, but it certainly had turned out to his advantage. Who knew losing could be so satisfying?
He tilted her chin to look at him. “I think you better take over.”
“You want me to take them off?”
He nodded, his body tensing at her question.
She stood, her gaze still on his underwear. His cock jerked of its own accord as if it knew it would soon be free.
Lifting her face, she stared at his chest and tentatively touched him there with both hands. Her eyes closed as his nipples hardened beneath her palms.
Instinct kept him from grasping her to him. Her position as his boss might stop her and right now he didn’t give a shit about their positions, except maybe the position he’d like to enter her in. He was too hard to think beyond diving inside her and making her come…if she let him.
Her eyes opened and her hands moved. She learned his chest like a blind person, feeling every contour, touching each mound and valley. It took all his control to stand there and not touch. As she moved downward over his abdominals, he tensed reflexively and her intake of breath told him she liked his movement.
Finally, she reached his underwear and dipped her fingers just inside the waistband. His cock hardened even more, painfully. He took a deep breath, not wanting to spook her, but her almond-rose scent filled his nostrils and he couldn’t stop from grasping her shoulders.
She didn’t appear to notice as she maneuvered his last barrier past his hips and over his cock, allowing it to spring free.
His control returned as she worked the briefs down his legs until he stepped from them. But when she remained kneeling on the floor, he gritted his teeth. The possibilities of what she could do from there caused his heart to race.
Her hands skimmed up his legs and over his thighs before she cupped his balls in one hand and dropped a featherlight kiss on his dick.
He groaned at the touch of her lips. If only—
Kendra’s mouth opened and she sucked in his cock to the sensitive ridge that circled the head.
Shit yes. She lightly bit, just enough to send shards of need straight to his balls.
At the soft moan she gave, which vibrated his tip, he opened the clip on the top of her head and buried his hand in her hair. It took all his strength not to push her face closer to allow him deeper access to her warm, wet mouth.
As if she were a mind reader, she grasped his base and took him farther inside until he hit her throat.
“God, that feels good.”
In response, she moved her mouth up and down, stroking her tongue along the underside of his cock. His muscles tensed with need, but he wanted her to need too.
Bending slightly, he pulled her tank top up and she released him to lift her arms but quickly reconnected to suck him hard. Once her arms were free, she grasped his thighs and pulled him closer into her mouth, even deeper.
He closed his eyes, reveling in the sensations of her tongue and teeth. He would not come. No matter what. Not until she had her pleasure. Opening his eyes, he looked down to see her large breasts in a practical black bra, smashed against his legs. Reaching behind her, he unhooked the closure, anxious to touch her bare skin.
When she pulled back to his tip, he cupped both breasts and rubbed his thumbs against her taut nipples.
Her teeth drew tighter around his head.
Gently, he cupped her breasts and pulled her upward.
She moaned as his cock broke from her lips. “You taste so good.”
Pre-cum leaked from his tip at her words. Shit, he couldn’t hold on much longer. Hooking his chair with his leg, he sat and pulled her toward him. “I want to taste you too.”
Cupping a breast, he licked at the hard nipple before sucking in the nub. Releasing it, he licked it again.
Her hands gripped his shoulders. “Yes. Please.”
Happy to oblige, he moved to the other breast, giving it the same treatment as his fingers found the wet nipple of the other.
Kendra pushed her breasts toward him, hungry for his touch. Shit, he wanted her now. He used both hands to undo her jeans. With help from her, they wriggled them down to her knees before she stopped him.
He stilled. She wouldn’t end it now, would she? He looked up and she met his gaze.
“Let me.”
He wasn’t sure what she meant, but he would do anything for her right now.
Steadying herself by holding his shoulder with her left hand, she pulled her right leg from her jeans and panties, leaving them partially on her left leg. He hoped that meant she couldn’t be bothered to shuck all her clothes when his hard cock was waiting to be sheathed.
“Do you have protection?”
His heart started beating again. That, he had. Grabbing his jeans off the pile, he dug into his wallet and pulled out the single condom he kept for unexpected encounters. He’d never needed it before now. Silently thanking his older brother for the tip, he ripped open the package and quickly sheathed himself. He pulled her closer by the hips until she straddled him. “Tonight, you ride.”
Her lips quirked, an unusual occurrence. “Are you willing to go all-in?”
He could smell the scent of her readiness and his cock throbbed with the need to be inside her. “Of course. Cowboys never fold.”
“Good to know.” With that, she bent her knees and lowered herself, just far enough for his cock to breach her entrance.
Wade lost his grin as the feel of her very tight pussy surrounded his head. He squeezed her hips. “Shit, you feel great.”
“So do you, but you’re very large.”
“Take your time. There’s no rush.” He should have offered to stop, but he couldn’t. The best he could do is let her set the pace, a pace that was already disintegrating his control.
She continued her descent until he was squeezed fully inside her then she sat still.
He let her adjust to his body. His dick was significantly wide and she was so small her sheath gripped him hard. He cupped her breasts and scraped his teeth across both hard nipples. Her head fell back as she arched into him. He took a chance and nibbled on each one, biting first the tip and then sucking it into his mouth.
Her hips reacted in response and tilted backward and forward, her clit brushing against the hair between his legs. The motion pulled at his cock and he couldn’t stop from lifting his hips, pressing himself deeper, as he feasted upon her rosy nipples.
Her movements turned stronger and faster as she ground herself against him. She panted, her hands gripping his shoulders as she lost herself in the hard mating of their bodies. His cock drank in the friction of her wet pussy and he glanced up to see her face tight with pleasure. The sight broke his control.