Gettin’ Slick

What’s the first thing that jumps into your head when you think about bull riders? Guts, glory, and those powerful thighs gripping a two-thousand pound beast…

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And injuries. These guys play hard and their bodies take a beating. That’s what we love about ’em, right?

In SLICK RIDER, my latest release from Loose Id, my bad-ass hero Juss Rossie lands himself in surgery and then in rehab. His family provides the best chance at recovery by booking him in a center where he’ll have one-on-one care. And that care comes in the form of physical therapy assistant Lilly.

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Lilly takes one look at Juss and wants nothing more than to embrace her inner Buckle Bunny. I mean, look at him. *grin* So she gets him in some compromising positions for the sake of health care. Read on for a steamy excerpt from SLICK RIDER. Rated graphic, adult, steamy-your-panties off, what else?

SLICK RIDER by Em Petrova
http://www.loose-id.com/the-quick-and-the-hot-slick-rider.html
Physical therapy assistant Lilly’s job is to keep rodeo star Juss Rossie off his injured leg and from using his bad shoulder to rope more buckle bunnies. Trouble is she wants—just for once in her life—to be one of those rodeo gals who gets the cowboy. Pushing him to the limits of his therapy will take some creative maneuvering, and she finds he responds in the yummiest ways.

Juss hates like hell to be laid up with injuries and off the back of a bull. But being at the mercy of therapist Lilly is torture—especially when she gets in the pool, on the mat, or crawls into bed with him. Can he recover from her mind-blowing advances without losing his heart?

Keeping her eyes downcast, she lifted his hips and tugged his shorts down, boxers and all. Pressure mounted in his core as his dick sprang free. She grasped the root, gulped air, and dove under the water.

Swallowing him.

He bucked upward, unable to stay in his chair, wanting nothing more than to press the head of his cock deep into her sweet throat. Juss dropped his head back, dizzy with sensation.

Lilly came up for air, smiling. “You’re big.”

“Christ,” he bit off. She said that without batting her eyelashes or in a false voice. She said it because she meant it, which was hotter than any dirty-talk he’d heard in the past.

She tugged her tank down to free her breasts, and Juss almost came right then. Her nipples were large and dark, the centers as hard as stones. She circled each with a forefinger, and he followed the path with his gaze, jealous of her fingertips.

Cupping their weight, she drew them together. He locked his gaze to her tight cleavage, drowning in images of gliding his cock between her mounds. She eased forward and hitched her legs around his waist. The extreme heat between her thighs met his bared cock. It took all of his control not to rip aside the spandex covering her pussy and drive deep into her body.

But he didn’t have a condom. Whatever they did, they’d have to be creative.

She hooked a palm around his nape and guided his head to her breast. He parted his lips over the puckered bud, teasing her. She writhed against him and pushed her nipple more firmly into his mouth.

He sucked on it, watching pleasure play over her face. Damn, had he really thought she wasn’t pretty? She was flat-out gorgeous.

She rocked against his erection. He rumbled a groan around her flesh, licking and sucking.

“Oh yeah, that’s so good. I knew a man with a mouth like yours could give a woman extreme pleasure.”

Again her guileless words rocked his world. He pulled his mouth free and devoured her other nipple. She quivered in his lap. For long minutes, he sucked and flipped his tongue over her breasts, and her muscles grew more and more taut.

When he thought he’d blow, she reached between their bodies and gripped his cock.

“Damn, baby.”

“You like that?” She watched his face as she applied pressure to his shaft, making a tight sheath with her hand and fucking him with her velvety palm and silky fingers. This was going down in history as the best motherfucking handjob ever.

SLICK RIDER now available
Loose Id http://www.loose-id.com/the-quick-and-the-hot-slick-rider.html
ARE https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-slickrider-1228822-149.html
Amazon http://www.amazon.com/Slick-Rider-The-Quick-ebook/dp/B00DUHRMI8/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1373475988&sr=8-1&keywords=slick+rider+em+petrova

Thanks for reading!
Em Petrova
~hardworking heroes–in bed and out~
http://empetrova.com
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About empetrova

Em Petrova lives in Backwoods, Pennsylvania, where she raises 4 kids and a Labradoodle named Daisy Hasselhoff. Her dream is to find an old pickup and travel small-town USA, meeting new people. Her heroes are hardworking–in bed and out–and she is known for panty-scorching erotic romance.
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8 Responses to Gettin’ Slick

  1. Clare O'Beara says:

    Ahem! Steamy or what!
    And he’s a bull rider you say?

  2. Mary Preston says:

    VERY STEAMY!! Scorching in fact.

  3. Diane Nelson says:

    You had me from *physical* therapy! Whew.

  4. ronnie c says:

    Hot excerpt…can’t wait to read more!!!

  5. Cindy Hamilton says:

    OH MY HOT!!!!

  6. Tina B says:

    Whew! That was HOT! 😉
    Love the cover too.
    When I was in my early 20s, I was working in the OR and they brought in a patient who was a bull rider. I had never met one before, but he looked very good in just his basketball shorts and no shirt. Lol. We were waiting for the Dr and anesthesiologist, so we were chatting. He was actually hitting on me. He was there because he had his hand crushed. Well, the Dr was friends with his family and when the nurse mentioned that he was interested in me, she wanted to set us up. It didn’t happen, but this story reminded me of him. 😉
    I’ll have to give it a try.

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