Mustang A Rough Romance - Piper Stone Page 0,31

creating a wave of desire that I found difficult to deny. Just the way my cock was pressed against my jeans was enough to help me realize this girl was trouble with a capital T.

My words finally jolted her out of her sleep, her eyes opening wide. She wrapped her fingers around my shirt, her entire body tensing. “Let me down, cowboy. I’m fine.” Her lower lip quivered for a few seconds before she dragged her tongue across it, taking the time to knead my chest through the dense cloth.

“You’re not staying here all night.”

“No, I don’t have to. I have a monitor inside the house, but I need to make sure it’s on.” As she shifted her gaze from one arm to the other, she slammed her hand against my chest as if realizing who was holding her. “I said. Put. Me. Down.”

“Why, yes, ma’am.” I dropped her onto her feet, the quick action with enough force she almost tumbled backwards. When I snapped my hand around her forearm to steady her, she jerked as if by instinct. “Whoa. I just didn’t want you to fall.”

As she scuttled away from me, I heard various creative cuss words. “I can take care of myself, Mustang. I’m a big girl.”

“A big girl with a nasty attitude.” The words slipped from my mouth before I could stop them.

Damn it. I felt like some bull in a freaking china shop, her reaction to my bullishness exactly what I would have expected.

She charged closer, even daring to lift her arm as if prepared to smack me. I gave her one dominating look, although my expression had little effect. “You really can be a bastard. I’d actually enjoyed seeing how concerned you were about the dog. I thought maybe I’d been wrong about you.”

“You know nothing about me except that someone told you I was dangerous. Me saying it is one thing. Someone else doing it pisses me off.” I glanced at her outstretched hand, shaking my head slowly. “I suggest you think again about what you’re prepared to do. I won’t hesitate to perform a repeat of yesterday.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

I issued a husky growl in response.

Exhaling, the sound strangled, she lowered her arm, her face pensive.

Thank goodness she thought better of slapping me again because I would have dragged her over her desk and spanked the hell out of her beautiful bottom.

I stood over her, on fire and in need. Damn it, the woman had some kind of magic, my inability to ignore my longing almost shameful. But as the heat developed into another wave of electric energy, I was unable to control myself. The second I cupped her face, digging my fingers into her lovely skin, she smacked the same hand against my chest. Lowering my head, I drank in her sweet essence. “You need to learn some manners.”

“And I suppose you think you’re the man who’s going to teach them to me.”

The challenge was one I couldn’t refuse. “You know what? I am exactly that man.” As I crushed my mouth over hers, she whimpered into the kiss, wiggling enough to push my desire into something else entirely.

My needs were savage, the intensity of my longing just as explosive as before. I fisted her hair, jerking her even closer until she molded against my body. While she continued squirming, the incredible fragrance of her feminine wiles floated between us, wafting into my nostrils. I could easily get drunk off her scent.

As the kiss continued, I thrust my tongue inside, allowing the passion to erupt between us. When she finally stopped fighting, she slid one arm around my neck, intertwining her fingers in my hair. I could hear Zorro’s tail thumping from behind her. At least he approved of our coupling. I knew as soon as I let her go that she would fight like a wildcat.

The heat continued to build, my cock aching to the point stars were floating in front of my eyes. Every hard push of her hand only ignited another portion of my body, every muscle tense.

Another moan escaped her mouth, creating an echo in my ears.

Damn it. I wanted this girl.

I pushed her away on purpose, tilting my head and allowing my gaze to fall to her tennis shoes. She studied my actions as she raked her arm across her mouth.

“Was my kiss that distasteful?” I asked in a husky tone.

“I… no, but you can’t… I mean…” A nervous laugh pushed up from her throat. When she backed

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