Lipstick and Leather: Three Sexy Cowboys, Three Sexy Tales by Cheyenne McCray Page A

“But I’m a fast learner and I have a good head for business. My boutique was very successful.”
    “That’s nice,” he said but he didn’t sound convinced that she would make a good ranch boss.
    She knew what he was thinking. Running a boutique was a far cry from running a ranch.
    Well, she was bound and determined to show him and the rest of the hands that she could handle it. She frowned and started to say more but decided it wasn’t the time for business. “I’m calling a meeting for nine so please let everyone know.”
    “Tomorrow we’ll start branding the calves early and won’t be finished until later in the day,” he said.

    “Everyone can take a break.” She held his gaze, not about to back down. “This is more important.”
    “You’re the boss,” he said but his eyes had flashed with something she was sure was anger. Now he seemed guarded and she had the feeling that he wasn’t too happy about a woman from Boston coming in to run the show.
    Well, he’d just have to get used to it. She was in charge now and it was time to make some changes around here.
    During their dinner of sandwiches and beer, Brianna’s gaze kept returning to him and she imagined what it would be like for him to take her into his arms because he wanted to, not because she fell against him like she had when she’d slipped in the mud. She had to admit that she had enjoyed their bodies pressed together no matter what her mood had been at the moment.
    When they were finished eating, they tossed the beer bottles and cleared the plates. There were no leftovers thanks to his appetite. She had stopped at one while he ate two BLT’s and he downed two beers.
    After cleaning up, he walked her to her room as if they were going home after a date. When he stopped at her door, she looked up at Joe and his gaze met and held hers. Suddenly nothing would come to mind except for the thought of kissing him. Without even thinking about it she swept her tongue along her lower lip.
    “I’ll go ahead and lock up.” He set his jaw and he looked like he was barely holding himself back. “Good night, boss.” His words seemed tight as he spoke and he seemed like he was barely roping himself in. And then he turned and walked away.
    When Brianna was ready to sleep, she lay on her back in the strange bed, staring up at the ceiling. What had she been thinking? For all intents and purposes she had practically invited a strange cowboy into her bed.
    When she talked with Joe on the phone a few times she never expected him to look like he did. He was so hot. She bit her lower lip as she thought about the tall, good-looking cowboy and the raw hungry look he’d given her.
    She brought her hands to her breasts and pinched her nipples. She’d have that cowboy on his back as she climbed on top of him and slid herself down over his cock. She’d be on him like a cowboy would ride a bull. Except she was the one doing the riding.
    Her breathing increased as she thought about taking him. All that power and strength would be hers to master. She was always on top, always in control.
    She slipped her fingers beneath her panties and into her folds. She slid two fingers into her core and felt how wet she was just imagining being with Joe. If he’d taken her up on tonight, she would have established her place as boss in more ways than one.
    With one hand she pinched her nipple. Her clit ached and she began to rub it, needing to relieve the need she felt for the man. She moved her hips against her hand and felt her climax building inside of her. He would love how she mastered him in bed. Men she had dated were more than happy to have her in control.
    Yes, she could picture lassoing that cowboy.
    Her orgasm built and built inside her until she couldn’t hold back any longer. A cry escaped her and her whole body jerked and shuddered as heat flowed through her.
    With a sigh and a smile, she rolled onto her side and slipped into a deep sleep.
     

Chapter 2
    Brianna