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“But with you…from the start, even us just bein’ friends, I demanded ive You bring out so in me, Ava, a side of myself I never knew existed It’s scary shit Does that make sense?”

“Yes And no” She smiled “I can’t believe you’d ever be passive in bed You’re so…inventive And ressiveness feels new, but it’s not new It’s part of your ertips brushed his whiskers “I like it I can’t i any other way”

Huht Breezy Not the passionate show of possession his head urged hih “So what’s on the agenda today before the rodeo starts?”

He grinned “I’ I need another ride”

Chapter Nineteen

“Done You really needed a trim” Ava set the clippers on the table

After she brushed the remnants of his hair off his shirt, Chase’s hands circled her hipbones Then he tugged her onto his lap “Put your hands back on my head”

“Why? Did I hurt you?”

“God no It feels so da me there”

The deep, raspy tih her She placed her palms on his cheeks and slowly slid them up the planes of his chiseled face Once she reached his hairline, she let her nails scrape over his scalp Slowly Thoroughly Losing herself in touching hi how the stubbly hair felt beneath her pal the inside of her thighs Her belly Her brsts

Chase expelled a groaning sigh and pressed his soft, warm lips to the base of her throat His e He dragged his goatee across that tender flesh, adding in a lingering kiss here and there

Ava’s thighs tightened around his hips She allowed her head to fall back, stroking his head as she pleased, wishing her hands could wander But since Chase’s touches never veered out of control, she followed his lead One of these days she’d step over the line and push him to unleash the wild man he attempted to control For now, she’d lose herself in his sweet need

“Ava,” he whispered thickly against her neck, below her ear

“I know you’re going to warn me we don’t have tionna tell you to stop I was gonna ask you pretty please to go get a condoht back”

“Hurry”

Sweaty and sore, Chase paced in front of the es in odd places served as a reotten spoiled in the PBR There was a world of difference in getting on one, two or three bulls over a three-day period, as opposed to PRCA riders, who clihts running This time of year shouldn’t be called Cowboy Christmas, but Cowboy Hell

He mopped his face with the bottom of his tank top and used his key card to open the door The sight that greeted him? Ava, half-nekkid, her flexible body bent backward over her exercise ball, that hs