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BoLo Rodeo
It was almost ridiculous the way were carrying on. As Tamsin would say, ”Enough with the eye sex. Scissor already.” My cousin has always had such a way with word, but at least she’s honest, even if it is brutal sometimes. Tamsin and Kenzi had also become fast friends. Their love of drink and dance created and unspoken kinship apparently as they held their beers and line danced to Keisha’s ”Timber.” I was thankful for the alone time their new friendship afforded us as we walked over to another area of the establishment. Bo’s eyes grew wide and I had to see what had gotten her attention. Lo and behold, a mechanical bull. I couldn’t resist the urge to try and trip her up. She has been nothing, but confident since we met and if she was nervous at all, she hid it well.
”Is there anything you don’t want to ride, Bo Dennis?” With a gleam in my eyes, I made sure there was no mistaking my double meaning. I enjoyed every bit of the two seconds when she swallowed hard and wasn’t sure how to respond. I had succeeded, but it was short lived as she leaned in so close to my ear that I shivered as her warm breath tickled my neck.
”Right now? I can’t think of anything. Can you think of anything you don’t want me to ride, Lauren Lewis?”
Instantly I felt a rush of warmth hit my core. I had never had a reaction to anyone the way I did to her, but all I wanted was more. My body was screaming at me to take her anywhere away from here and let her have her way with me. It was my turn to swallow hard as she pulled back and gazed in to my eyes with care and wonder. Oh, to be lost in those brown pools of hers where I felt safe and desired. My entire being seemingly connected to her every move, every look, every touch.
She seemed satisfied with herself, but not in an arrogant way. It never felt like a pick up or a conquest with her. No, the sincerity was evident in everything that she did and said. I never was one to jump into bed with someone and right now, all I could think of was how her skin would feel on mine. How her pouty lips would taste and what that dimple would look like close up. The fact that I was the one putting it there right now was almost too much to believe.
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nice one. i was a bit hesitant with the POV at first but it ended well. :) im really happy that this site had opened its door for other fanfics. now i will only have one site to check. :)
great story. please write more. :))