Wild Ride: BBW Western Romance (Under Open Skies Saga Book 2)

Wild Ride: BBW Western Romance (Under Open Skies Saga Book 2) Read Free

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Author: Kaylee Song
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floor with the tall cowboy felt as natural to her as walking. She did n’ t need to worry about stepping on toes or having to lead. He was strong and confident as he led her across the floor, in a sea of people also following the same steps. She could have closed her eyes and just moved along with him. But then sh e’ d miss studying every inch of him. Her eyes were locked on his as they moved around the room. And each moment she had to fight not to let those eyes wander down his entire body.
    “ Yo u’ re pretty good .” He whispered in her ear, bending down and breaking eye contact. His voice was the kind of thick deep baritone that made her want to melt into a puddle.
    Keep it together, this is business.
    “ Taught by the best .” She answered. Damn, he had a way of getting under her skin, but she refused to let her emotions overwhelm her.
    “I’ m sure you were, honey . ”
    Shake it off.
    “ How did you learn his moves ?” She had the upper hand and she was going to use it.
    “ I watched. A lot .” Was that a smirk?
    “ I watch a lot of medical shows, does n’ t mean I can perform open heart surgery .” That bit just a little too hard.
    He stumbled, then let her go, turning to walk away.
    So she did the only thing she could think of, she grabbed his arm.
    “I’ m sorry. I, I did n’ t mean to, can we do this over ? ”
    Kat narrowed her eyes. This one certainly was n’ t going to be easy to land. So she tried a different approach. Letting her body relax she switched into a more amicable version of herself.
    “ I guess we can try . ”
    “ So, how did you learn my da d’ s moves ? ”
    “ I watched him, tried to copy him. He said I had natural talent . ”
    “ Sounds like him. He always knew how to speak the truth .” She said, her tone flattering but not completely obvious .“I’ ve seen you ride. That kind of talent i s… natural . ”
    “ What about you? Where did you learn your moves ?” Hunte r’ s brow drew in as he tried to assess her new attitude .“ You seem like a natural, yourself . ”
    “ I watched. A lot .” She grinned at him, repeating his mysterious line, her voice dipping down just a little, creating a husky tone .“ But most of his charisma was natural. Afraid I didn't inherit that . ”
    “ We ai n’ t in agreement there .” His eyes looked right though her, and it took all her willpower not to swoon.
    When straightforwardness does n’ t work, kill them with kindness. Or in her case, sex appeal.
    Kat moved in closer to Hunter, her body slowing with the change from a fast paced song to a ballad. The guitar quieted and she could hear the soft saw of a fiddle. It was the kind of music she loved, complex but gentle.
    Complex, like Hunter. She was n’ t about to give up, and he seemed to be enjoying himself. His body close to hers was enough to make her lose her breath. She pushed the feelings down, reminding herself that this was business. But they would not be quenched. She could feel the distinct tingle between her legs. The characteristic twitch of her mound confirmed her arousal, making it all the harder to pay attention to anything but his musky scent and his brawny muscles.
    Just breathe, girl.
    She felt his hand splay out across her back, inching her yet closer to him. His warmth radiated against her as she welcomed the push, her body now against his. She could feel his ever delicious muscles. Even the bulging one in his pants.
    She almost forgot to move when he touched her, lightly brushing up against her belly. Teasing her with his touch. She was n’ t the one in control anymore, and he knew it. She could tell by the smirk on his face.
    He bent down towards her, his lips just barely touching the soft skin on her ear .“ Wha t’ s your angle? Because I am pretty sure you have my attention . ”
    “ I do n’ t know what you mean .” She knew her nose was scrunched when she asked that, but she really was confused.
    “ You came to talk business, Kat. Not

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