Claimed by the Cowboy (Western Erotica)

Annie has found herself on another supply run with Colton, the handsome cowboy that she's had feelings for since they first met.

When a sudden storm brings them intimately close, old flames flare up, and passion threatens to engulf them both.

Excerpt:

The rough edge of Colton’s thumb grazed the length of Annie’s cheek, coming to rest under her chin. He drew her face gently upward. There was tenderness in his eyes, and something else—a bold, impulsive flicker of heat. Annie’s heart galloped as he drew closer, until their lips were almost touching.

“Colton…” she muttered.

Suddenly their mouths were pressed together, firm and almost desperate, as if charged with the same energy that crackled in the air overhead. Annie parted parted her lips to suck in a quick breath, and Colton’s tongue followed. She gave herself over to him as he explored her mouth.

When they finally pulled apart, each seemed to be truly seeing the other for the first time. Then Colton’s mouth was back, his lips soft, hungry. His left hand clasped Annie’s shoulder for a moment before moving to the leather lace of her shirt, turning them loose with surprising dexterity. Their lips parted only long enough to tug Annie’s shirt free. Now his hand rose once more, cupping her breast in the palm of his hand. The warmth of his skin against hers seemed to radiate throughout her entire body, coursing through her until it pooled at the juncture of her thighs, wet arousal blossoming there.

Annie tossed her head back as Colton’s mouth began to wander—first to her earlobe, then the soft, pale ridge of her neck. She shivered as his stubble tickled the sensitive valley of her cleavage, let out a surprised gasp as his lips found her nipple. He flattened his tongue, teasing it until it stiffened. When he started to suck, Annie found her fingers digging into the muscles of his back, struggling to contain herself.

“My god, yes,” she managed...