Cowboy Casanova - Lorelei James [137]
“For real? You don’t want…”
“Nope. The only ass I wanna paddle now and in the future is yours.”
She sighed. “You are the perfect man for me, aren’t you?”
“Yep.”
“So what now?”
He watched how the curve of her breast begged for the touch of his rough-tipped finger.
“Look at me, please.”
Bossy little sub. His eyes hooked hers.
“Answer the question.”
Ben lifted a brow. “Getting a bit big for your britches. Just because we’re talking don’t mean you’re calling the shots.”
“Ben—”
“Bennett,” he corrected. “And I’ve decided you have entirely too many clothes on. Strip.”
“Now?”
“It is gonna be so fun reacquainting your ass with my hand,” he growled.
“But there is one other thing I wanted to bring up.” She rolled to her feet and stood by the side of the bed. “I hope I’m not overstepping my bounds, but I’d like… I mean, I asked Layla…”
Why was Ainsley so nervous? “Spit it out.”
Her eyes roamed his face and she found what she’d been looking for. “I’m not the type of sub to wear a collar. But I want you to know I’m serious about our relationship, knowing my place in your life, and yours in mine. So I thought…” She pulled out two black bracelets from the Rawhide Club. “When I wear mine, I’ll know who I am to you. And when you look at yours, you’ll know that I accept everything about you. It’s a small symbol that we belong to each other. Maybe it’s not much, but it’s a start.”
He was totally gonna paddle her ass for making him tear up like a fucking girl.
“Too corny?” she asked softly.
“No. It’s perfect,” he said. He cleared his throat and slipped the bracelet on her left wrist, letting his finger follow the thin band all the way around. Such a simple thing that meant so much. Then held his arm out so she could do the same. When he was dry-eyed, he looked up at her. “Thank you.”
“My pleasure.”
“Now, weren’t you supposed to be getting nekkid?”
“But—”
“Are you really gonna argue with me?”
“No. Looks like the beastly Dom is back.”
He grinned. “Darlin’, he never left.”
Ainsley leaned over and laid a hot, wet, kiss on him. “And I hope he never does.”
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Chasin’ Eight
© 2011 Lorelei James
Rough Riders, Book 11
Bull rider Chase McKay has finally landed in a pile too big to charm his way out of. Caught with his pants down, he finds himself bucked right off the PBR tour until he can get his act together.
Hollywood actress Ava Cooper became the tabloids’ favorite target when her longtime boyfriend was outed as gay. Now she wants a place to lay low and a chance to prove to herself that she can satisfy a red-blooded man between the sheets. The sexy, rugged cowboy she finds holed up in her Wyoming hideaway seems like the answer to her every fantasy.
But Chase has sworn off women. Forever. Or at least a month. Whichever comes first.
When they take to the road to get Chase more hands-on bull riding experience, they have every intention of keeping their hands off each other. But the two headstrong stars quickly end up riding a hot and heady rodeo circuit all their own—until the press gets wind of their affair. When the dust clears and the lights of the paparazzi fade, are they ready to give up chasing