Cameron, Paige - Commando Cowboys Rescue Their Bride [Wyoming Warriors 2] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Polyromance) by Paige Cameron

down and covered her breast with his mouth. He sucked and electricity ran straight to her pussy. She ached with the need to feel him in her.
    As he kissed her breasts, his fingers separated her lower lips, and rubbed across her clit. Her body rose up against him. His hard cock pulsed against her abdomen. She wrapped her hand around him, rubbed her finger across the tip, and smiled when he groaned.

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    Justin raised his head and looked at her. Her face had flushed with desire. Her lips were puffy from his kisses. He slid his hand over her velvety, cream-colored skin and licked her sweet as honey, rosy nipples. His dick had gone so hard he thought he’d explode.
    She stared at him with glazed eyes. Every nerve in his body jittery with the desire to make her his. But if he did—he rolled away from her and lay staring at the ceiling. His hands and teeth clenched as he tried to pull back from the precipice.
    Beside him, he heard her trying to get her breath, and felt her questioning glance. He sat on the side of the bed and looked to where he’d thrown his clothes. Grabbing his jeans, he pulled them on and then his shirt. He walked across to where he’d sat earlier to take off his socks and boots. He put them back on and he was fully dressed. He faced her.
    “Take this as an example of what can happen if you push me too far.”
    She’d pulled the sheet across her body. But it didn’t hide the top of her lush breasts or her beautiful face, even without the makeup.
    “Is this how you treat all women who push you too much ? I doubt it. What makes me so special?” She purred the words, taunting him.
    He leaned over her. Her special scent all around him. His cock pulsed and ached for relief. “You aren’t special,” he growled. Standing straight, he almost ran out of the room, and slammed the front door behind him.
    Thank goodness the crowd had dispersed. Justin strode across the barnyard and into the shadowy barn. The smell of hay and manure hit his nostrils. Smells he was used to and a place where he might unwind. Rusty came running in behind him.
    Justin leaned down and rubbed his dog’s head. “You started something out there in the yard, old buddy. Ripped a part of me open. I’m not sure I can shut it back. Let’s go check on the other animals. Work is one thing I can depend on.”
    He’d call Ethan later.

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    Morgan lay still for several minutes after Justin left. She was glad he stopped. What was she thinking? She loved Ethan. How could her body respond so hungrily for another man? It hadn’t even been twenty-four hours since she’d been with Ethan.
    She turned onto her stomach. Her body still pulsed with the desire Justin had created inside her. The bed was wet, and she hadn’t finished her shower. She forced her body up and pulled the sheets off the bed. After her shower, she’d throw them into the dryer.
    Cold water flowed over her head and along her body. If only she might wash away the hunger he’d aroused. She made a lather of the new soap she’d bought. Her hands washed all over her body, leaving the scent of lilacs behind.
    Anger and frustration still boiled inside her. She dried her body and hair. She’d go to see Sara a little before dinnertime. Maybe she had some advice to give her regarding Ethan and Justin. Would Justin be at the dinner?
    Just in case, she knew exactly what to wear. She opened the closet and pulled out a new low-cut, pink blouse. The neckline was edged with sparkles. Her tight-leg jeans and high heeled shoes almost completed the outfit. She’d brought along a velvet jacket. Just the touch to set Justin’s teeth on edge. She’d look casual and uptown. She was pouring fuel onto the fire. A delicious shiver ran across her shoulders. Deciding to not look too deeply into her reasons for pushing him, she grabbed her small purse, called Sara, and asked if she could come to the ranch house now.
    “Sure, I’ll send Phillip for you. Is something the matter? You