Southern Texas is in the grips of a heat wave and DaniLee Hunter needs a distraction. The man she wants refuses to acknowledge she’s all grown up, but the sexy ranch hand Waco is more than willing for an erotic roll in the hay.
Everything in South Texas stings, bites,or prickles…including Cord Stiles. As foreman of the Iron H, he has enough to deal with—including his growing attraction for DaniLee. She’s wild and reckless—and impossible to ignore. It’s time she’s roped and branded…and he’s just the man to do it.
The stakes are high in a late-night poke-her game. Cord, Dani and Waco lay their cards on the table. Winner takes all.
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Dani sat
next to Waco, facing him. A bottle of whiskey was between them on the table.
Waco flipped over his card. Her head fell back and her seductive laughter slid
over Cord’s skin, down his spine and into his dick—but she wasn’t flirting with
him.
She stood
from her barrel and straddled Waco’s lap. Her hips gyrated, just like she was
fucking him. “You win. What do you want?”
Dani
blocked Waco’s face with her body, so Cord couldn’t see his expression.
Waco
wrapped a hand around the back of Dani’s neck and jerked her mouth to his. His
other hand went to her hip, encouraging her to grind against him. Her silken
blonde hair fell like a curtain to the middle of her back. Waco fisted his hand
in her locks until his knuckles whitened.
Dani moaned
and Cord walked into the house.
She
glanced over her shoulder, then jumped from Waco’s lap. Damn, she was turned
on. Her lips were red from kissing and her cheeks flushed with color.
Waco
pushed back his stool. “I guess it’s time for me to go.”
Dani put
her hand on his shoulder, silently asking him to stay. “The party’s over.” She
glanced at the clock. “And it’s late.”
Cord
crossed to the large table, grabbing a beer on his way and pulled up a barrel
chair. “I’m not tired.”
“Are you
sure you want to be here, Cord? Because Waco is staying.”
“So am I.”
He could handle her with Waco—so long as she wasn’t shutting him out. He
couldn’t take his eyes off her, but he spoke to Waco. “Are you up for another
round?”
A devious
smile pulled at the corner of her mouth. She shifted, sat on Waco’s lap while
continuing to stare at Cord and said, “Oh yeah, he’s up for it.” She arched her back and leaned toward Cord. “Would you
like him to prove it?”
Waco
coughed and thumped his chest with his fist. “I’m not sure we’re all talking
about playing cards.”
Dani
pivoted and nipped at his lips. “We can still play cards…and have a good time.”
She glanced over her shoulder. “Cord, I hope you remember how to have fun. I
know it’s been a while.”
Cord tipped
the beer to his lips. Hell, it’s been too long. He didn’t want to fuck around.
He wanted Dani. Before he’d walked through the door, he’d known that tonight
wouldn’t be about just them. When he’d discovered her in the barn, in a veiled
way, she’d invited them both to this moment. “Let’s play.”
“This is
my house, my life and you know how much I have wanted you to be here. But what
happens tomorrow when you feel guilty?”
He’d
rather deal with tomorrow—tomorrow. “Dani, I’m a big boy. I can handle it.”
“Waco?”
She leaned in and whispered, “Don’t worry, I promise you’ll feel good.”
He gripped
her hips and chuckled. “Then I’m game. What are the stakes?”
Dani moved
to the barrel between them and picked up the cards. She began to shuffle then
paused and glanced to Cord. “Me.” She dealt each of them two cards, one face
up. “Twenty-one is the game.”
“What are
the rules?” Waco picked up his hole card.
“No
rules.” Cord set his beer on the table.
“I might
cheat.”
“Someone
still wins,” Cord said. “We’re playing against Dani, not each other.”
She lifted
her stare from her card to Cord. “And if I bust?”
“Then we
both win.” He ran his finger along the lip of his beer bottle.
Dani
visibly swallowed. “I recall a recent conversation we had in the barn.”
He hadn’t
been able to think of much else. “Are you sure this is what you want?” His gut clenched.
Now he’d
crossed the line. He hoped to God, she didn’t want him to leave, because now
that he was here, he intended to stay. While they were on the deck, she’d given
him some advice. Sometimes you just have
to take what you want. Damn the consequences.
“I’ve
always know what I’ve wanted.” She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth then
let it pop free. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want to
be here, with Waco, and fuck you.”
Waco
whistled and tipped his beer to his lips. “I guess that ‘bout says it all.” He
drank.
“Not
quite.” She leaned into Waco and took the beer from his hand. “Do you want to
kiss me?” She took a sip.
He closed
the space between their faces. “No, I want to fuck you too.”
She
smiled. “Then you have to get twenty-one.”
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