Country Heat (King Creek Cowboys Book 1) (12 page)

“
R
iding Tall” series

By Cheyenne McCray

A
s they stood
beside the fire, shadows jumped and flickered around them, the light dim. The heat from the fire warmed her skin as they stood close to the fire pit, and they put their marshmallows on their sticks and into the flames.

The marshmallows bubbled, toasting immediately so that they were nearly black on the outside. He held both sticks as she took a graham cracker and piece of chocolate and put it beneath the marshmallow, then another graham cracker on top of it them, and pulled it all away from the stick. To start, they made one for each of them.

Ryan ate his in a couple of bites. When Megan bit into the treat, her eyes fluttered closed as she tasted the combination of flavors. She gave a small moan as she took another bite and opened her eyes. She finished the s’more and licked her fingers. “That was great.”

“You did tell me to just wait until you ate a marshmallow.” He looked at her with heat in his gaze. “I’d say that was worth the wait.”

He stepped closer to her and brought his hand to her face. “You have a little chocolate, right here,” he said and lowered his head. His tongue darted out at the corner of her mouth and then he was kissing her.

She tasted chocolate and marshmallows, and his masculine flavor all in one. She moaned again, this time from desire.

When he raised his head, he spoke close to her lips, his voice husky. “Ready for another one?”

“Another kiss? Most definitely.” She knew that wasn’t what he’d meant, but she smiled and kissed him.

This time he groaned. He settled his hands at her waist and drew her closer to him so that their bodies were pressed together. Her belly fluttered as she felt the firm ridge of his erection against her abdomen. She wrapped her arms around his neck and his chest was hard against her breasts.

Their kiss grew almost frantic. She wanted to rip his clothes from his body, take him to the ground, and ride him. She didn’t care that they were in the middle of the forest. All she cared about was being with him.

He was the first to draw away. “Whoa.” He stepped away from her and caught her wrists in his hands. “I think we’ve got a runaway horse here. If we keep this up, I’m going to be carrying you to that camper and to hell with separate bunks.”

Yeah, to hell with that.

She was going to say so when he released her and turned back to the table with the s’mores ingredients. His jaw was tense and there was a fire in his eyes that seemed barely controlled.

He grabbed one of the sticks and jammed a marshmallow on it. She could see the play of muscles in his forearms as he moved.

She went to him, caught his face in her hands, and kissed him.

“Meg, my self-control is on a thin leash.” His breathing seemed heavier and the flash in his eyes was like a flame licking in their depths. “You don’t know what you’re doing.”

“I know exactly what I’m doing.” She brought her mouth to his and kissed him hard.

He dropped the stick. And then his arms were around her and he was kissing her with fierce intensity, like he might come undone.

She wanted him to come undone. Wanted him in every way possible.

He grasped her by her ass and picked her up, and she wrapped her thighs around his hips. He stopped kissing her long enough to walk to the camper and fling open the door. Their eyes met and held for a long moment.

“Are you sure, Meg?” His voice was low and gravelly.

She nodded. “Very.”

He set her down long enough to turn around and kick dirt on the fire, then grasped her hand.

And then they were taking the three steps up into the camper and he shut the door behind them.

Ryan pressed Megan close to his body. He was hard, lean, and muscular and his cock felt rigid against her belly. Butterflies swooped through her abdomen as she looked into his eyes and the burning depths of desire that was just for her.

She’d never really thought of herself as desirable, but he made her feel gorgeous and sexy, and completely wanton.

The light from the lantern was low and part of her was glad it was on so that she could see his gorgeous eyes and his rugged features. The other part wanted darkness because she was self-conscious about her body.

He kissed her, sliding his fingers into her hair before moving his palms down her neck to her shoulders. He rubbed her shoulders and her arms, caressing her through her T-shirt. His kiss was hungry and demanding, and she felt like he could lose control at any moment.

She wanted him to lose control.

S
tories
in the “King Creek Cowboys” Series

Book 1:
Country Heat

S
tories
in the “Armed and Dangerous” Series

Book 1:
Zack

Book 2:
Luke

Book 3:
Clay

Book 4:
Kade

Book 5:
Alex
(novella)

~
C
ontemporary Cowboys
~

Stories in the “Riding Tall” Series: The McBrides

Book 1:
Branded For You

Book 2:
Roping Your Heart

Book 3:
Fencing You In

Book 4:
Tying You Down

Book 5:
Playing With You

Book 6:
Crazy For You

Book 7:
Hot For You

Book 8:
Made For You

Book 9:
Held By You

Book 10:
Belong To You

Read Creed McBride’s Story in
Roses and Rodeo
in the Rough and Ready series

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C
ontemporary Cowboys
~

Stories in the “Rough and Ready” Series: The Camerons

Book 1:
Silk and Spurs

Book 2:
Lace and Lassos

Book 3:
Champagne and Chaps

Book 4:
Satin and Saddles

Book 5:
Roses and Rodeo

Book 6:
Lingerie and Lariats

Book 7:
Lipstick and Leather

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P
aranormal Stand
Alone~

The Touch

Dark Seduction

Night’s Captive

Future Knight

Blood Pleasures
(Written with Annie Windsor)

C
heyenne writing
as Jaymie Holland

~
E
rotic Romance
~

Stories in the “Wonderland” series

Book 1:
Taken by Passion: King of Hearts

Book 2:
Claimed by Pleasure: King of Spades

Book 3:
Bound by Desire: King of Diamonds

Book 4:
Kept by Seduction: King of Clubs

S
tories
in the “Tattoos and Leather” series

Book 1:
Inked

Book 2:
Branded

Book 3:
Marked

Book 4:
Stranded

Book 5:
Owned

S
tories
in the “The Auction” series

Book 1:
Sold

Book 2:
Bought

Book 3:
Claimed (
includes bonus novella
Taken)

“
T
aboo” erotic romance
novella collections

Wicked Nights: three Erotic Tales

Taboo Desires: three Tales of Lust and Passion

Playing Rough: three Stories of Sensual Submission

B
ondage
standalone

Wounded

C
heyenne McCray is an award winning
,
New York Times
and
USA Today
Best Selling author who is a rare native Arizonan but refuses to be put behind glass as an endangered species.  

In her spare time she loves to torture characters—whether they’re misbehaving or not—and kill off deserving individuals. She also totally gets off on blowing things up. All fictionally, of course. She’d rather chew glass than write sweet and sugary. Give her a hideous demon or particularly nasty villain to slay any day.

Cheyenne enjoys creating stories of love, suspense, and redemption. She enjoys building worlds her readers can get lost in. Hopefully they’ll find their way out, but stranger things have been known to happen.

If you would like to find out what odd and unusual things Cheyenne is up to these days, cruise her website any time, take a look at the bizarrely normal yet strange FAQs, and even drop her a line or two. Just not too hard—those things hurt. CheyenneMcCray.com