God, his voice is sexy. Low and feral with a western twang.
“I’m at your mercy.”
* * *
As Annie led him by his cock into her bedroom, Dallas couldn’t remember the last time he had been this turned on. When he was a teen, maybe, but that had been purely physical. What he felt right now was, well, physical, yeah, but it was also something more. He liked this woman—this beautiful, strange Jersey girl who kissed like an enchantress and had the most beautiful breasts he’d ever seen.
Maybe a woman like Dusty wasn’t his future after all.
Of course, they had just met. Likely she was thinking only about sex. Yeah, sex was good. He could live with that.
“Cowboy?” Her voice trembled a little, like she was nervous. “I just want you to know.” Her back thudded softly against a closed door, which he assumed led to her bedroom. “I don’t sleep around.”
“I didn’t think you did.”
“I mean, we just met and all.”
“It’s okay. I don’t sleep around either. In fact, I’m just coming out of a nasty divorce and—” He stopped. He didn’t want to think about Chelsea now.
“You’re divorced? So am I. And mine was on the nasty side as well.” She lowered her gaze.
“Kids?”
“No. You?”
“No.”
Annie laughed, but she sounded agitated. She caught her bottom lip in her teeth. “Sorry, Cowboy. Didn’t mean to kill the mood.”
He took her hand and led it to his cock. “I’d say I’m still in the mood.” He covered her
hand with his own and smoothed it over his hardness. “How about you?”
“Yeah, I’m in the mood. You’re beautiful, Cowboy. A woman would have to be dead not to be in the mood around you.”
Dallas’s heart lurched in his chest. He was going to bed her. This amazing, beautiful, smart woman. “Well then…”
“But…”
“Aw Geez, Doc.”
“I don’t want to hop into bed just because I’m feeling needy. I want it to be special.”
“It’ll be special.”
“You know what I mean.”
He gritted his teeth. Damn. “All right. I’ll go.”
“I don’t want you to go.”
Dallas inhaled sharply and let out a slow, even breath. What the hell was she after? “You’re talking out of both sides of your mouth, Doc.”
“I don’t want to sleep alone tonight, Cowboy.”
“I’ll be happy to stay.”
“Would you? Would you just…hold me?”