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“What”s not right?”

“You offering yourself to me because you”re scared.”

***

Ellen blinked. James thought she was throwing herself at him because she wanted his

protection? “You think I would -?”

“I”m not judging you, believe me. But I can”t accept this. Not like that. You have my protection. You don”t have to pay for that. Never. Never think I”d want payment for that. You won”t have to marry anybody you don”t want to. I”ll make sure of that. You have my word.”

His body suddenly seemed tense. She could feel his muscles harden under her touch. Still pressed against him, she could feel one muscle in particular which was harder than any other.

And larger. Despite his obvious arousal he”d stopped, even though he could have taken her, and she would have submitted. Willingly.

“James, don”t you want me?”

He ran his hand through his hair and exhaled sharply. “Oh, Ellen. Of course I want you. I wanted you the first minute I set eyes on you. But, I -”

“Then there”s somebody else, isn”t there?” She felt her chest constrict at the thought of him touching another woman. What was this strange feeling? Possessiveness?

“No! No, darlin”, there”s nobody else.”

She felt his fingers stroke her cheek, reassuring her.

“Then touch me, please.” Ellen knew a woman shouldn”t beg, but under cover of night she felt brave to ask for what she wanted. The moment he”d stood there at the riverbank protecting her from Branson, she”d realized that there was something here for her in the West. A man like James.

Yes, he was a cowboy. But there was so much more to him. He”d cared for her when she”d been injured. He was educated. And he read poetry. When it had counted, he was there for her.

Despite his sexual desire for her, he hadn”t just rutted with her the first moment he”d had a chance. Yes, he”d taken liberties by putting his mouth to her pussy, but it had been for her pleasure, not his. He”d denied himself the pleasure when she”d offered it.

She worked the buttons of his denims.

“What are you doing?”

“Isn”t that obvious?” she asked and freed his cock. It was big and heavy in her hand. She dropped her head and guided him into her mouth.

***

James nearly jolted. Ellen”s mouth around his cock felt divine.

“Darlin”, please, you don”t need to do this.” But he liked it, and he knew he couldn”t stop her. Her tongue licked along his shaft. His body instantly reacted, and his cock thrust into her mouth. She took all of it and sucked on him. His sweet fiery filly was seducing him with her beautiful mouth.

Before he knew what he was doing, he”d pulled her up to him and started undressing her.

“Damn it, Ellen, you can”t just do that to a man and expect him not to react.”

“I want you,” she said.

He kissed her hard and stripped her of her clothes. Layer by layer dropped to the ground. Her hands weren”t idle and did the same to him until they were both naked in the cool night air. The dim moonlight made it possible for him to see her outline, but he wished it was brighter so he could feast his eyes on her body again.

“I won”t stop this time,” James warned her as he rolled her underneath him and settled between her thighs.

“You”d better not,” she retorted and wrapped her legs around his hips, drawing him closer.

He reached for her pussy and found her wet. While he”d hoped for their first time to be special and not this rushed, he couldn”t slow it down now. James nudged his cock at the entrance to her core and pressed forward. She was tight but receptive.

“Do it,” she whispered. “Let me feel you.”

As he drove into her, he felt the barrier of her virginity and ripped through it until he was seated to the root. Then he stilled. Her body had tensed, but she hadn”t cried out.

“Are you alright, darlin”?”

“Yes, just give me a second.” She breathed heavily.

“It only hurts the first time, I promise you.” The fit was perfect. Despite his size, she accommodated him in her small body. He drew back slowly, then eased himself deep once more.

She sighed. “Oh.”

He smiled. “Mmm, hmm.” And he did it again. “Like that?”

“Oh, yes.”

James drew his hips back again and sliced into her, groaning as he filled her again. “You are perfect.”

James kissed her lips softly, and then he started riding her. Thrust for thrust he delivered in long and steady strokes. As she responded to him, he increased his tempo, and she matched him.

“That”s it, darlin”.” He”d never had a more perfect coupling. Never before had anything felt this right. She would be his wife - he would confess everything tonight and then make love to her into the morning hours.

Her interior muscles gripped him so tightly, squeezed him so perfectly, he was unable to hold on any longer. But he didn”t want to be selfish. He wanted Ellen to experience the same high. So he shifted and slipped his hand between their bodies to find her clit. The little nub was already swollen - all he had to do was flick it lightly with his fingers, and she erupted.

“James!” Her scream echoed through the night as her muscles clamped down on his cock and catapulted him over the edge. He came in long hot spurts inside her where he belonged.

He kissed her face, her neck, her lips, her eyes. Everywhere he could reach, he planted small kisses before he rolled onto his back and drew her onto his chest. His hand felt for the heap of clothes next to them, and he found her dress, draping it over her back so she wouldn”t be cold.

Ellen breathed heavily.

“Darlin”?”

“Hmm?”

“There”s something I need to tell you.” Considering the amazing experience they”d just had together, he felt secure that she would accept him now.

She lifted her head slightly. “Tell me you enjoyed this.”

He smiled. “Enjoyed? I”ve never felt anything better in my life.”

She nudged her head into the crook of his neck. “Me neither.”

“Ellen, I”m James Riley.”

***

His words rolled over her, not sinking in at first. Then slowly, understanding set in, one thought at a time. James. James Riley. Mr. Riley. The man who”d asked for her hand in marriage. The man she”d made love to was the man who”d offered for her.

“I see.”

She sat up and freed herself from his arms. Yes, she saw clearly now. He had been testing her, putting her into the path of temptation. And she hadn”t passed his test. She had failed miserably. Now that he knew that she wouldn”t be the virtuous wife he desired, he”d be sending her back to her father - spoiled goods. Spoiled at his own hands, but nevertheless spoiled. A woman not worth to be his wife. How cruel could life really be?

She had to be level-headed about this. James has just proven to her that she was no better than a common whore. At first she”d offered her body to him so he would help her. And then tonight, she”d offered her body because she wanted him. Plain and simple. She was no better than a whore.

It wasn”t acceptable. It wasn”t what a man wanted in a woman, not even out in the West. And now her wanton behavior had driven away the only man she”d started to care about. A man who might have read poetry to her at night, a man who had shown her care.

Ellen couldn”t prevent the tears running down her eyes, and hoped he couldn”t see them. It was humiliation enough to be rejected. For the first time she knew what some of the men she”d rejected must have felt. It hurt.

James sat up. “Ellen, please say something.” His voice sounded strangled. “Go ahead and tell me what a jerk I am for lying to you. Please, anything.”

She didn”t understand the desperation in his voice. What did he want her to say? “I won”t keep you to your promise of marriage. I”ll make sure my father will compensate you for any of your efforts,” she said.

“I don”t want any compensation. Ellen, I want … I”m sorry.”

His hand touched her cheek, and she flinched.

“You”re crying,” he stated. “Oh, Ellen, I didn”t mean to hurt you. Please forgive me.”

“Forgive you? For testing your future wife?” She didn”t mean it as an accusation, just as a statement.

“Testing?” James seemed stunned.

“Yes, to make sure I”m as virtuous as my father claims. And now that you know I am not, well, we both know what that means.”

“Do we?” His voice suddenly changed. “Tell me what it means, because I sure don”t know.”

“There”s no need to mock me now. You made an offer for a woman you believed to be

virtuous, and now that you know she isn”t, I can”t blame you for not having any interest in her anymore.”

She felt his arms grab her and pull her close to him. “And in what way do you think you weren”t virtuous?”

She tried to pull loose of his grip, but he didn”t relent. “You know exactly what I”m talking about.”

“You wouldn”t by any chance be talking about the fact that you just made love to your future husband out in the wilderness? Because that”s what I”d expect from you as a wife - to satisfy my carnal urges, just as I will do everything to satisfy yours. There”s nothing worse than a woman who”s not satisfied in bed. And for the sake of an agreeable marriage and a peaceful home life, believe me, I”m prepared to do anything so you”ll be one hundred percent satisfied, emotionally and sexually. Especially sexually. So tell me again, in what way do I not want you anymore?

And just a little hint: my cock is hard again, and I have every intentions of burying myself in you the moment your delectable pussy is ready for me.”

It had to be the longest speech of James” life. And Ellen could barely believe what she was hearing. “You still want to marry me?”

“Do you really have to ask? Ellen, didn”t you feel what I felt when we made love? Why would I give that up when I can have this with you for the rest of my life?” He paused. “When I first saw you at that dance three months ago, where you shoved that guy”s balls up his ass, I knew you were the one for me. As for virtuous. I only want you to be virtuous when it comes to other men. With me, you”d better be anything but. If I see you become virtuous with me, I”ll paddle your sweet ass.”

She touched her hand to his cock and wrapped it around it. He hadn”t lied. He was hard as a rod. “Would it be too forward if I told you my pussy is ready for you again?”

“Not at all.” He pulled her back into his arms. “Ellen, I know I”m doing this all backwards, but as soon as we”re at my ranch you”ll become my wife before the law. But tonight, you”re my wife in my heart, and nobody will ever dispute that.”

He kissed her passionately before she pulled away.

“James?”

“Hmm?”

“Did you take my father”s money?”

James shook his head, and her heart leapt. “No. Tomorrow, when there”s daylight I”ll show you our contract.”

“What does it say?”

“It says that I will pay him five thousand dollars if I ever deserted or mistreated you.”

“You have five thousand dollars?”

James laughed out loud. “No, of course not. But I know I”ll never have to pay it, because I”d be crazy if I ever let you go or hurt you. I love you, Ellen. All I want is to make you happy. I”ll never take you for granted. I”ll never treat you as property - even though in my heart you”re mine. But the only time I”ll show you that will be in bed.”

“So you”ll never treat me like other men treat their women? Like breeding machines who are only there to take care of their husband”s needs and raise their children?”

He kissed her cheek. “I wouldn”t mind a child or two. But I”ll raise them with you. And at night, when the house is quiet, I”ll read poetry to you, and we make love. It”ll be a simple life.

Do you think you want to give it a try?”

“I”m headstrong. Are you sure you can handle that?”

“Anything, as long as you share my bed every night and let me love you.”

“Mr. Riley, I think you”ve got yourself a wife. Now, as for marital relations …” She pressed him down flat on his back and straddled him.

James chuckled. “Yes, Mrs. Riley? How may I be of service?”

THE END

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Here are excerpts of Tina’s other books:

? Samson”s Lovely Mortal (Scanguards Vampires Book 1) - released May 2010

? A Touch of Greek (Out of Olympus Book 1) - released October 2010

EXCERPT of Samson’s Lovely

Mortal:

CHAPTER ONE

“Let me suck your cock.”

The vamp female tugged at Samson”s pants. She freed his flaccid shaft from the

confinement of his jeans and sucked it into her gorgeous mouth. He watched her red lips close tightly around him as she worked him frantically. Up and down she moved, the warm wetness of her mouth lubricating him.

With her hand, she cupped his balls and squeezed them in perfect rhythm with her sucking.

She was talented, no doubt. He buried his hands in her hair and moved his hips back and forth, trying to increase the friction.

“Harder.” His request was met with enthusiasm, her slurping sounds filling the dimly lit room.

He let his gaze sweep over her scantily clad body: hot curves, great ass, even a pretty face.

Everything he could wish for in a sexual partner. Eager to give head, she would probably swallow too. Something he particularly appreciated. But despite feeling her tantalizing tongue run up and down his cock, despite the hard sucking motion, no erection was forthcoming. Her patience was wasted on him. Nothing moved.

Her head bobbed back and forth, her long brown hair brushing against his naked skin, catching in his pubic hair, but his body wasn”t in it, almost as if she was sucking off somebody else, not him.

Samson finally pushed her away, humiliated and frustrated. If vampires could blush from embarrassment, his face would have been as red as the vamp”s painted lips. Luckily, blushing was reserved for humans.

In lightning speed, he shoved his useless male equipment back into his pants and zipped up.

Even faster, he fled her company. His only hope was that she would never know who he was.

Good thing he was in a strange city and not back in San Francisco where he was as well-known as a pink horse.

A week after the embarrassing incident, his friend Amaury made a suggestion.