Her Cowboy's Caress (Taken by Cowboys: Part 1) A Billionaire Western Romance by A.L. Loire

very little
faith in me.”
    He looked momentarily taken aback until he
registered that she was joking and returned her smile. “I have
complete faith in you,” he said. “But I’d like to show you
something.”
    They made their way down the path to the
cluster of cabins. Instead of turning left, Spencer kept going
straight, off the trail and to the pine forest.
    “Where are you taking me?” she asked.
    “Patience,” he said playfully. “You’ll
see.”
    The attraction that had been growing between
them all day was swelling to a breaking point. At least, that’s
what Jess felt. She was sure her heartbeat must be audible. Did he
feel it too?
    “I thought you might want a cooldown,” he
said as they made their way through a thicket. In front of them was
a small, placid pool of crystalline water, ringed by a few flat
boulders that looked ideal for suntanning. “No one knows about this
pool but me and Nate.”
    A drop-dead gorgeous man had taken her to a
secret pool at the base of a mountain. “Am I dreaming?” she said
out loud. Damn, I have to stop doing that , she thought.
    Spencer laughed. “I’m asking myself the same
question.”
    Without a word, he stripped off his shirt,
revealing a muscular, well-built torso with powerful pecs and
chiseled abs. Then he undid his belt and took off his pants so that
he was wearing only his black boxer briefs. Quickly—but not so
quickly that she didn’t catch a glimpse of his cute butt—he strode
into the water.
    Holy. Shit. For a moment she stood on
the bank, immobile.
    “What are you waiting for?” he asked from
the pool.
    Her first impulse was to pull off her sweaty
shirt and shorts and join him. Then he hesitated. She was
definitely attracted to Spencer—that was for sure—but she had never
been comfortable showing her body to anyone. What if he didn’t like
all those curves?
    “Are you okay, Jess?” he asked.
    “Fine,” she said, still wavering. Oh,
what the hell. You only live once. Before she could change her
mind, she stripped off her clothes and splashed into the water.
    His eyes glittered as he stared at her
unabashed. “I have to tell you,” he said, “that you are just so
incredibly beautiful.”
    A wave of excitement thrilled through her.
“Do you really mean that?”
    Instead of answering, he pulled her to him
with his powerful arms. She wrapped her legs around his back. He
kissed her hard, his fingers weaving through her damp hair, and she
returned the kiss with equal ferocity. As she did, she felt his
hardness pulsing through his briefs, and it was not insubstantial.
Her breath hitched in her throat as waves of want pulsed through
her body. The desire inside her was now not only awake, but
screaming at the top of its lungs. Yes, yes, yes.
    “When I saw you on the mountain, looking so
flushed and sweaty, like you’d just been going at it…I could barely
restrain myself,” he breathed into her ear. “God, you can’t believe
how much you’ve been turning me on.” He nibbled her neck and she
threw her head back with wanton abandon.
    She found his lips again. Their tongues
intertwined, pulling her in deeper and deeper. She could barely
breathe. Her need was too strong. She felt it pooling in her
abdomen, making her weak. Had she ever felt so turned on before—to
the point where she would do anything, anything at all, to have
him?
    “Can I…” He breathed huskily as his hands
found their way to the clasp of her bra.
    He was still trying to be polite. She didn’t
want him to. “Take it off me,” she commanded.
    He unhooked her bra in one swift motion and
tossed it on to the bank. He breathed in sharply as he admired her
bare chest. “You have the most beautiful breasts I’ve ever seen,”
he said. He put his lips to her right nipple and sucked, his teeth
gently squeezing it. Her smile turned to a sharp cry. She could
wait no longer—their deep kisses, the friction of his manhood
against her throbbing mound, and now his mouth on