A Buckhorn Bachelor by Lori Foster Page A

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    Heartbeat racing, breathless, she inched up.
    â€œMind if I stay and help?”
    Her gaze went from his mouth to his sexy bedroom eyes. “Help?”
    â€œWith your landscaping cleanup.”
    In a million years, she would never understand him. “You wanna stay and help me pull weeds?”
    â€œSure.”
    She shoved back from him. “Are we ever thinkin’ the same things?”
    He laughed. Actually laughed .
    Oh, that got her irked. “My confusion is funny?” she asked in a deadly whisper.
    â€œThe idea that you’d not know what I’m thinking is.” He moved close again. “Because I was thinking about how you look in that bathing suit...and how you’d look out of it.”
    Heat washed over her and it had nothing to do with the broiling sun. “You were?”
    He gave a slow nod. “About kissing you. Touching you all over.”
    So maybe they had been thinking along the same lines.
    He tipped up her chin and brushed his mouth over hers.
    Holy cow, that was intense. A real toe-curler.
    His warm breath feathered her lips when he murmured, “I keep reminding myself that I shouldn’t rush things.”
    Blast. “Why not?”
    The corner of his mouth lifted, and his hand slid along her jaw and up to cradle her skull. “Because you still have it in your head that you might want to woo other men.”
    Her brain was back there on that part about him getting her out of her swimsuit. She shook her head. “What?”
    He kissed her again, firmer this time, his mouth moving easily over hers—and seriously, that did not help her to get it together.
    He smiled down at her. “You’ve forgotten that you were going to practice your wiles on me?”
    It sounded a little familiar...
    â€œHave to admit, Issy,” he whispered. “I’m looking forward to it.”
    Her house was private. They were all alone on the end of the lane, surrounded by a cow pasture on one side, thick woods on the other. Go for it , Isabella decided.
    After licking her tingling lips, she went on tiptoe and looped her arms around his neck. “So how’s this for wooin’?” Her breasts brushed his chest and her thighs touched his.
    â€œPretty damned good.” He stared at her mouth. “Any guy who walks away at this point isn’t into women.”
    â€œAnd this?” She brushed her nose along his warm throat, inhaling the potent scent of his skin, teasing him and teasing herself. Sensation curled through her as she kissed the warm flesh of his neck, a light touch at first, then with her lips parted, damper, hotter. She tasted him with her tongue, lightly bit him with her teeth.
    His hands clenched on her hips, bringing her body into fuller contact with his so that she felt him, all of him.
    Her pulse leapt. She wanted him so much . Not just for tonight. Not only for a weekend.
    But forever .
    Have to start somewhere , she told herself. Sex, right now, would sure get things started!
    Licking her way up to his ear, she nipped his earlobe, brushed her lips over his jaw, touched the corner of his mouth, and...found herself being ravenously kissed.
    Nice.
    As her feet left the ground, she held on to him, loving the hungry way he took her mouth, the plunging of his tongue, his hot breath, how he groaned low in his throat.
    Taking her by surprise and leaving her cold, he suddenly set her back on her feet, and their bodies no longer touched.
    Dazed, she blinked and said, “Wha..?”
    Adam stared along the drive, cursed, and grabbed her hand. “Come on.”
    Still disoriented, she couldn’t get her feet working. “What...where..?”
    â€œYou have a visitor, honey. And we both need a minute before greeting them.”

CHAPTER SIX
    A DAM HAD A hell of a time getting his heartbeat to slow back to a semi-normal pace. He was hard, almost shaking with lust, and it didn’t make any sense.
    Issy had only kissed