I just got back from Wyoming. West. Wild Horses. Cowboy land. Big sky. Green Grass. Snowy Range Mountains. So in honour of the West and cowboys I give you a visual treat, here are a few of my close to 450 pics. As they say, a picture says 1000 words.
I stayed at the Vee Bar Ranch in Centennial Valley, Wyoming, with nine other authors. But I was the only erotica romance author 🙂 Needless to say, I was totally inspired and have a new series in mind, with the plot percolating for the first two books. Book three and possibly four will show its face to me as I begin. The series title has been decided and the names of the two books. I’ll keep it secret for now because you never can tell which way the wind will blow.
In honour of my West trip, I give you scene from Elemental Heat. My cowboy story set in Colorado.
There was no need for conversation and they sat in quiet for a little while. Jenna finished the last drop of champagne and stirred. Chet reached for the bottle in the snow.
“No, I’ve had enough for now. Thanks.” She put the flute down on the cedar table beside her and turned to face him, silhouetted from the glow of the fire behind her. Chet couldn’t see the expression on her face. But he didn’t need to. He sensed what was coming and rested his head on the cushions, waiting. It was time and he was ready. Jenna leaned forward.
He’d held himself in check since the kiss at the barbeque earlier and if she hadn’t made a move now, he would have thrown caution to the wind and done it for her. Chet was strung tighter than a drum, horny as hell, and wanted to whisk her off to his bedroom. He forced himself to stay put. The bedroom and fireplace would come soon enough.
When her lips settled on his, he pulled her tight and kept the blankets up around her shoulders, cocooning them in the warmth of their body heat. She slid on top of him until she straddled his hips, not letting their lips part. She manoeuvred until every dip and curve of her body pressed intimately against him. The barrier of their coats didn’t seem to matter even though it kept them slightly apart. She seared him like a flame. It had been a long time since he’d slept with anyone and he was glad Jenna was here with him now. Chet deepened the kiss and met her tongue with his.
She moaned into his mouth, igniting him beyond boiling and he could no longer think clearly. Arousal slipped down his spine, settled in his hips and his cock sprang to life in his jeans, which were way too tight for his erection. She reached between them and he held his breath, hoping she was planning on easing the tension in his pants. Instead she undid their coats and before he knew it they were chest to chest—only the fabric of their tops between them. Jenna gripped his hips with her thighs, rolling her hips so she bumped against his cock. He was in excruciating heaven and so close to throwing her over his shoulder and hauling ass to the house.
She broke the kiss and raised her head, her gaze caught his. Her lips glistened in the light and her green eyes appeared translucent. He spiraled down in their clear depths and sucked in a ragged breath.
“Woman, you’re killin’ me.”
“Am I now?” She paused and swept her thumb over his lower lip. “Maybe that’s what I had in mind.”
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