Cowboy Mountain Man Bonus Scene
Hope
“It’s getting bigger,” Harlan says, resting his hand atop mine.
I let out a soft sigh.
“Well, that didn’t sound too enthusiastic,” he murmurs against my ear.
My laugh comes out watery. “I couldn’t be happier. It’s just… a big change. Not sure I’m ready for it yet.”
“No?” he asks, his thumb working lazy circles into my stomach.
“I’m still a little jealous about the time I get alone with you,” I confess.
His lips find mine. Deep, penetrating, passionate. “Could say the same thing,” he says against my mouth. “But we’ve got time to adjust. At least nine months, right?”
“More like eight probably.”
He nods against the top of my head. “Gonna have to use our time as just a couple wisely then.”
His voice is dark and velvety so many naughty promises hidden in his words.
“Oh, yeah? Do you have something in mind?”
“Plenty.”
His hand slides lower, taking his time—delicious, naughty—until his fingers slip beneath the waistband of my jeans. He stares down at me, arching his brow. “How about we get these off, and you let me taste you again.”
A soft moan escapes me, my body already electric, anticipating the feel of him. “I like that idea.”
“You’ll like it even more as an action, I imagine.”
“I think I will.”
His lips trace kisses behind my ear and then down neck, his tongue tasting me as he works his way lower. To my collarbone where he covers me in kisses. Then my breasts, which he palms with his hands. Before tugging down my blouse and taking one nipple into his mouth.
I gasp.
“This okay?” he asks, raising his head.
“More than okay,” I moan as he continues, swirling his tongue around me, then nipping at me teasingly before tugging back with his teeth. “And you better do it now because in the third tri—” I can’t finish my statement.
His thumb rakes over my other nipple as he devours and please me, my breath hitching in my throat. Then he switches sides, tasting and teasing me until my pulse races and my eyes roll back, closing.
His big, rough hands descend lower, his mouth following the trail of desire that leaves my skin goose bumped and my muscles tight with need.
“Anything else I need to avoid?” he grumbles, lips grazing over me, teeth nipping as he continues moving lower, circling my belly button with his tongue.
“Nothing.” It comes out too fast, too urgent.
He chuckles darkly. “Now that sounds more enthusiastic.”
My hands tangle in his thick, dark locks. “Please, Harlan.”
“Please what, Darlin’?” he growls, pupils blown as he looks up at me between my legs.
My cheeks heat at the memory of our first time together. What I said. How bold my need for him made me. “Please… you know.”
“Need you to say it, Darlin’.” His hands spread my thighs, his fingers coming up to tease the waistband of my pants some more.
“Need you to eat me out, Harlan. Please.”
“Good girl,” he purrs, thumbing my pants open and sliding wicked fingers into my wet heat.
“God!” My voice cracks halfway through, my pulse pounding against my ribs.
“Yeah?” he asks, lazily unzipping my jeans with that same ridiculous slowness that tells me he’s savoring every moment of this. He pulls my jeans down enough to bury his nose against me.
I cry out, already swollen and so damn needy.
His thick tongue licks across the satin of my panties. “You smell so damn good. My fucking addiction.”
“Harlan! Not around the baby.” I lift my head staring down at him.
“What?” he asks with a quizzical look.
“No four letter words around the baby.”
He laughs again. “Gonna take some getting used to.”
“Eight months and count—”
He’s on me again. This time, pulling down my panties just enough to slide his tongue through my folds. “So freaking tasty.”
I giggle at the new word. Doesn’t sound like him.
“What?”
“Freaking?”
“Hope, I’m gonna need you to support me in this ban on cursing. I’m a colorful man by nature.”
“Yes, you are.”
Before I can say another word, he’s sliding my pants over my hips, teasing them down to the ankles. Kissing the whole damn way until they slide over my ankles and onto the floor. The panties follow, a slick trail of arousal down my legs that he follows back to my core with his wicked mouth.
Then he spreads me wide and devours me. Every damn inch.
“God!” I scream, happy no one else can hear.
My toes curl. My fingers clutch the bedsheets until my knuckles are white.
He sinks a finger into me, finding the perfect spot. Right where I need him as his tongue keeps circling and sucking.
My legs shake. My heart races, and I pant in time to the rhythm of his work.
Fingers sliding, adding a second for more stretch. Up to the knuckles. Mouth destroying every thought left in my mind.
My thighs squeeze his head.
So damn close.
My lower anbs jump. My thighs tremble.
His fingers work, sliding in and out.
The perfect amount of pressure.
His mouth is wicked and so thorough… until I feel like I’ll explode or fly away.
“Give it to me, Darlin’,” he commands in rich tones. “I want all of you.”
My body strains.
I fly free.
Then I shatter around him so hard I can’t breathe, can’t speak.
I drench his beard, unhinged.
Fractured.
He doesn’t stop until I’m gasping and sobbing and so thoroughly sated I can barely move.
“That better?” he asks, sitting up and swiping a hand over his slick beard.
“Oh, yes…” I can’t find the words.
“You look dizzy.”
“I am dizzy.”
He chuckles. “That good or bad?”
“Get over here,” I murmur, reaching for my cowboy mountain man.
My fingers find his button and then fly. He pops free, and I pull down his boxers, wrapping my legs around his waist.
“Won’t even let me undress?” he groans, shifting over me and filling me.
“Can’t wait.”
“Good,” he says with a pleased grin.
Our eyes meet, swirling with so much warmth and desire.
“We’re going to be okay,” I whisper.
He nods. “Yes, we are. Better than okay.”
Then he takes me all over again, one achingly slow thrust at a time.
Mia & Maverick
Her first cowboy. His first protection job. One dangerous night will change everything.
Pop superstar Mia Love never expected to need a cowboy bodyguard—especially not Maverick Holt, the grumpy ex-rodeo legend who saves her life and turns it upside down in the same breath.
Maverick never expected his first assignment with R&R Security to involve a woman on the run from the powerful manager controlling her future—or feelings he can’t afford to have.
Forced together as danger closes in, attraction quickly becomes something neither of them can ignore.
He’s the only man who can keep her safe. She might be the only woman capable of stealing his heart.