Chapter One
Reece glared at themirror and grunted. His restless, irritable, and horny as hell reflection mocked him. Over the last two months, his sex life remained as dry as a winter drought. He and his cock had reached an impasse. No amount of coaxing woke it up. Usually, women flocked to him, and he obliged. But he wanted more participation—more spice. Was it too much to ask for a hot woman who’d fuck his brains out?
He grinned, raked a wet hand through his hair, and stepped out of the bathroom into the yellow glow of the bar. Distracted, he glanced around. A girl at the end of the passage looked up. The perfect fuck. Red glossy lips. Pert little body all tight and toned. Her glitzy bra and one size too small shorts showed off a flat tummy, and a diamond navel piercing. A nice ass and shapely legs in a pair of red heels snagged his interest. Her gaze locked with his, she cocked a brow and sucked slowly on her middle finger. Then she smiled. The flash of gold teeth and his cock stayed at a steadfast dead weight in his briefs.
He searched for Chance, their ranch supervisor, and his brothers. Miss Right didn’t exist. He hadn’t found her back home in the USA. What were the chances he’d find her here? South Africa, a foreign country, and host to his eldest brother’s wedding. As his gaze roamed the sea of strangers with interest, Chance caught his eye.
His friend strolled toward him, his swagger confident. “Damn, bro, we nearly sent in the cavalry. You were gone so long I figured you’d found the one?” Chance chuckled.
Reece shook his head. “Nope. Nothing I’d wanna taste.”
“Another one night, then?”
“Nah. Like I said earlier, I want spice. Somethin’ our generation knows fuck about.”
“Our generation? Dude, what the hell?” Chance uttered a raspy laugh. “Our proverbial playboy is giving up on a one-night stand.” His friend grunted. “Now that, I wanna see.” Chance scanned the room. “Slim pickings, I take it?”
Reece did the same. “You could say...” His gaze stalled and backtracked to the entrance.Fuck me.Inside the doorway stood the most enticing woman he’d seen in a long time—curves in all the right places, legs that seemed to go on forever, and creamy features framed by long, dark hair. When their gazes met, her eyes held him mesmerized for one intense moment. Striking gray spheres rimmed beautifully by kohl liner, captured his very soul. Her pink lips parted in the slightest of smiles before she turned and walked away.
“Jesus, Chance, I think I’m in love,” Reece said, his gaze glued to the vision of carnal sin in a blue dress. Awareness gripped his body, and his cock stirred.
“W-what?” His friend looked at him as though he’d gone insane.
Reece chuckled. “Wish me luck, bro.” With a quick slap to Chance’s back, Reece left and headed for the bar. He slipped onto the stool three seats down from where she sat and let his gaze roam hungrily over her as she sipped her drink. She slid off her chair and sashayed toward the ladies’ room. Everything about her boasted unadulterated charm and maturity. What he wouldn’t give for some steamy sex, hot and heavy, with a woman like her. The thought brought an instant hard-on. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, resisting the urge to slide his hand down and adjust his crotch.
A moment later, she returned to her seat and sipped her drink, her eyes downcast. Damn, Reece wanted her bad. He barely refrained from walking up to her, tossing her over his shoulder, and hightailing it out to their car for a quick fuck in the back seat. Better still, take her to the bathroom and fuck her against the wall, hard and fast, until his knees wobbled.Shit, man, keep it in your pants.It took a minute to calm his heated body. About to make his move, Reece hesitated as the guy behind her lean forward.
“Hey there, pretty lady, let me buy you a drink.”
She shook her head. A flash of annoyance flittered across her face before swiveling on her stool. Those beautiful eyes raked a slow gaze over the slim man, then her brow arched. “I have one already, thanks,” she purred. The sexy sound echoed through Reece and spawned an ache in his balls.
In that case, why don’t we skip the drinks and get a little cozy?” The other guy pushed.
“Buzz off, bro. Can’t you take a hint? The lady’s not interested.” Reece nursed his drink without looking at her. The man turned and gave him a frosty glare. Reece matched him stare for stare. The guy wasn’t small, but Reece outsized him in brawn and height. Probably giving it some thought, the other man gave a casual shrug and left without another word.
Reece caught her arched brow and winked. She offered nothing. Her gaze roamed his body down to his cowboy boots before jumping back to his face. She stared.
Intrigued, he sat up then grinned as Chubby Checker’s ‘Twist’ blared through the speakers. Time to make his move. “Wanna dance?”
“To the twist? Isn’t line dancing more your thing?” A hint of a smile reached her eyes.
“Babe, I’ve got moves you ain’t seen yet.” The words spilled out.Dammit.As his future sister-in-law said, he sure could do with a filter at times.
“So original. Come up with that all by yourself?” The tip of her tongue snuck out to rim her lips. Reece stared at the pink wetness. Full delectable lips that urged him to suck on or run his tongue just inside and bite. “Bet you say that to all the women you meet.” Her words snapped him out of his dirty thoughts, her tone lined with unconcealed sass.
God, what spunk.His cock twitched without mercy. “Not all the women, only the ones I find feisty, and you’re one damn sexy woman.” He moved closer to her seat. “Don’t play hard to get, darlin’, you might miss somethin’ frickin’ hot.”
He didn’t miss the roll of her eyes when she said, “Sorry, I don’t do casual sex.”
“What makes you think it’ll be casual.” He cocked a brow. “One night with me, is all the sex you need, casual or otherwise. I’d pleasure you right now, and you wouldn’t know what hit you.”
“Wow, gorgeous, cocky, and brave.” One perfectly shaped brow rose in an open dare. “Let’s put that to the test, shall we?”
Her words caught him by surprise. Heat danced in her eyes while her lips curved in pure seduction. It took Reece a minute to accept he’d chosen one helluva opponent to test his sexual battle skills. A sexy, bold woman with an offer that threatened to bring him to his knees. Recovering, he said, “I don’t do women standing up or take them in bars.”What the fuck?He winced inwardly at his sheer stupidity. Of course, he wanted to take this woman. Standing up, sitting down, whatever, and right here in this bar rocked his kinky side out the park.
“Then let me teach you, pretty boy.”
“Wha—” Her hand shot up as she stood, gripped his head, and pulled it down. The slam of her mouth over his, cut off his words, sending a rippled chain reaction from his lips to his balls.
