I slipped the fingers of my other hand to the thick bulge between his legs, stroking his already thick, hard cock. “I don’t know. Should you?”
“You are one bad girl.”
“I am and don’t you forget it.”
He closed his eyes, his entire mouth twisting as I tormented him the way I knew he preferred. “But I’m not riding. You need to make that very clear to your father. If you don’t, I will and he won’t like it when I do.”
“Not unless you want to hang out on a bull for the cameras.”
To torment me, he pulled my index finger into his mouth, sucking for a few seconds while offering a look that screamed of dominance.
“Okay, okay. Just kidding. But photo ops with a few people for charity purposes?”
When he pulled my finger from his lips, he made a loud popping noise on purpose. “Fine. I can do that.”
“And you’ll try and use that suave thing you have going on to convince a few of your rodeo buddies to come play with us.” I couldn’t help crawling my fingers down his chest, shuddering as I did.
“No one is going to play with us, Palomino Girl. Not a chance in hell. What kind of man do you think I am?”
“You know what I mean. I mean if you won’t, I’ll pay a couple of them a visit. Of course I’ll need to wear a tiny little skirt when doing so.” When I dared try to look away, he gripped my chin with lightning speed, forcing me to look into his eyes.
“Not a chance, lady. You’ all mine. I’ll make a few phone calls, but I am not promising anything. No matter how much you pout.”
“Who’s pouting?”
“Very funny. You are,” he growled while dragging the tip of his index finger across the seam of my mouth.
“You’ll have the time?”
“I never said I was back on the roster. I’m still on an extended leave.”
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s alright. I’m beginning to think the captain was right. I am an angry man. Which is why I need to work off some aggression.”
“You do, huh?”
“Oh, yeah.”
“A deal’s a deal.”
“I tell you what. If you’re a very, very good girl and do exactly what I say, I’ll consider your requests.”
“And what would that be exactly?”
I’d always been amazed how he could alter his facial expressions on a whim, going from the brooding man to the happy-go-lucky cowboy in a matter of seconds. “I guess I need to show you.”
As I dropped my gaze to where my hand was squeezing his cock, I sighed heavily. “I guess you do.”
With a sly grin on his face, he wrapped his arms low around my waist, yanking me off my feet. “Be careful what you ask for.”
“So you’re going to honor your deal, so I don’t need to file an injunction later in court this morning.”
“Like I told you before. Only if you do exactly as I say.”
As he carried me into the motel room, kicking the door shut with his foot, his grin seemed a permanent aspect of his features.
I only hoped my father didn’t do something else to destroy our tenuous relationship.
