“Oh Eric, I’ve been waiting forever to see you,” she crooned. “I didn’t think you’d ever come outside.”“Um, okay, sorry,” he said, trying to untangle her arms from around his neck. He remembered a time when the occasional lust-crazed fan made his entire week. Now he just wanted to get the f**k away from her before she discovered his arousal. She rubbed up against him and chuckled. Too late. Now he’d never convince her to leave him alone.“Is that for me?” she asked, her hand sliding down his belly to his crotch.“No, actually, it’s not. Could you—” He grabbed her wrist to move her hand.“Let me suck you off,” she said huskily. “I want a picture of me with your c**k down my throat.” She handed him her camera phone and reached for the top button of his jeans.“Whoa, no!” he gasped and jerked away. “Here.” He shoved her phone into her hand and pounded on the side of the bus so they’d open the door and let him in. Besides, it was f**king cold outside, and he didn’t have his jacket.“Don’
“I’ve never done this before,” she said, looking so beautiful on her knees that he was tempted to take a picture, blow it up to poster-size, and hang it on the underside of the bunk above his. “You’ll have to let me know if I find the spot or if I hurt you.”He closed his eyes and nodded. Oh God, she was really going to do it. He’d fantasized about it for months. It probably wouldn’t live up to his expectations, but he was eager to find out.His c**k entered the warmth of her mouth. The gentle tug of her suction as she bobbed her head made his balls tighten. Her hand touched the inside of his thigh, and he almost leapt out of his skin. His entire body taut, he breathed heavily to calm himself. Maybe the fantasy was better than reality. Maybe he should stop her now.She cupped his balls and gently massaged the loose skin, driving him insane with desire. When he relaxed again, her hand moved from his balls, and he heard her squirt lubricant onto her fingers. She urged him to spread his
He picked her up and tossed her in the center of the bed. She laughed until she saw the intense expression on his face. He climbed on top of her and plunged deep with one hard thrust. Her pu**y had never felt hotter or tighter. He thrust into her hard and deep, finding that if he ground his hips, it moved that plug in his ass in ways that made him quiver inside.“Oh God,” he groaned, having never experienced this level of pleasure. It felt like he was coming, but the feeling never abated. Instead, each gyrating thrust intensified it. Made him feel like he was coming harder. And harder. How?Still thrusting, Eric unbuttoned Rebekah’s sexy little suit jacket and shoved it open. Finding his progress impeded by a white blouse, he ripped it open and grabbed her br**sts. Pushing them together, he tried to fit them both in his seeking mouth, bra and all. Rebekah arched her back and reached behind to unclasp the garment. She fought with her clothes, trying to get naked. Watching her thrash ar
“Sounds fun.”“We’ll stop by the shelter and sign up tomorrow.”“I should sign up the guys too. I’m sure they aren’t doing anything important for Thanksgiving.” And they could protect him from Rebekah’s parents, if necessary.“Perfect. I’ll call my mom right now and let her know we’ll be over for dinner.”She took her cell phone out of her pocket and dialed her parent’s house.“Dave!” she said when someone picked up on the other end. “How are you?”Eric could hear a bit of Dave’s voice, but not his words. “I can’t wait to see you,” she said. “Can you let Mom know I’ll be over for dinner Saturday evening?”Eric stiffened. Saturday? Saturday wasn’t Thanksgiving.“Yeah, and tell her I’m bringing someone special.” She paused. “Yeah, it’s a guy. No, I’m not telling you who. You’ll have to wait and see.”She shifted her body to hold Eric down when he tried to get up.“I’ve got to go. Don’t forget to tell Mom.” She paused. “I love you too.”“Saturday?” Eric said. “I thought I was going to me
Rebekah rolled her eyes for Eric’s benefit and then turned to face her mother. “And he gave me a little tongue too,” she said.She glanced at Eric, expecting him to participate in her teasing, but he looked entirely shell-shocked.“Mom, this is Eric Sticks, the drummer of Sinners,” Dave said.“Sinners. The band who practically kidnapped my daughter and exposed her to only God knows what? The band who paralyzed my only son?”“The man who saved Dave’s life with CPR,” Rebekah said.Mom snorted. “I guess he can stay since he’s already here.” She turned her back and returned to the kitchen.“She’s a little prickly tonight,” Dave whispered.“A little?” Rebekah squeezed Eric’s elbow. “Don’t let her get to you.”Eric shook his head slightly.“So how are things going with the tour, Reb?” Dave asked nonchalantly.“As good as can be expected, considering you’re not there,” Rebekah said.“She’s being modest,” Eric said. “She’s absolutely amazing.”Dave grinned with pride.“Not as good as Dave is
“You’re spoiling me,” he said, his knockout smile charming even Eric.Fuck. The guy could at least have the decency to be ugly or stupid or boring. Something!“It’s the least I can do for our heroic, life-saving physician.”“Seems to me Isaac isn’t the only lifesaver at this table,” Dave said. He grinned at Eric, who shook his head slightly, not wanting to bring up his little attempts at CPR.“Oh yeah?” Isaac questioned, looking genuinely interested in what Dave had to say, the bastard. It was really difficult for Eric to maintain his hatred for the guy. “What happened?”“Eric saved two lives this year alone,” Dave said. “One of them mine.”Eric stared at the slice of cheesecake in front of him and speared a cherry repeatedly. “It was nothing. Anyone would have done the same.”“That’s not true,” Isaac said. “Most people look the other way when someone is in trouble, even if they’re capable of helping. They just… don’t.”Eric poked at his cheesecake, trying hard not to feel pride due t
“What’s wrong, baby?”“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”He looked at her, genuinely confused by her tirade.“Why did you bring up our sex life in front of Isaac?”Eric shrugged. “I dunno.”“You don’t know?”He shook his head. She growled in frustration and continued to the car. She opened the door and climbed inside before he could assist her. A moment later, he climbed in beside her and closed the door, but he didn’t start the car. After a long silence, she turned to look at him. He was staring at her. “Are you mad at me?” he asked.“Wow, Eric. How did you ever come to that brilliant conclusion?”“I really don’t know why I said that,” he said quietly. “He just… gets on my nerves.”“Isaac?” How could Isaac get on anyone’s nerves? The man was wonderful.“Yeah. I don’t like him. I don’t want you around him.”She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “Why not?”“You used to be lovers!”“So what? We can still be friends.”Eric scoffed. “Let me tell you something about guys. Once they’ve f**k
“Then text her,” Jace said.Yeah, text her. He couldn’t put his foot in his mouth in a text message.I’m really sorry, baby. I’ll call tomorrow when I have my head on straight. Love you. He sent the message and sank back into the recliner, holding the phone loosely. Within a minute, his phone beeped with a message.His heart dropped when he read it. Fuck you, ass**le. I never want to see you again. Isaac asked me to marry him, and I said yes.“What?” he sputtered. They have one fight, are out of each other’s sight for two hours, and she’s already agreed to marry Isaac? “No f**king way.”He dialed her number. The call connected, then disconnected.“She hung up on me,” Eric grumbled. He dialed her again.“Hello?” a man answered her phone.“Who is this?” Eric growled.“This is Rebekah’s fiancé, Isaac.”“Bullshit. Put her on the phone.”“Look, loser,” Isaac said. “She doesn’t want to talk to you. Don’t call her again.”“Put her on the f**king phone.”“Take a hint. She doesn’t want to be w
Ava gave Hannah an arch look. “Besides I know how damn good the man looks in chaps?"“Smartass. But really, what’s the point after Chase’s meltdown last night?”Her heart seized, thinking about how Chase had lost it on live TV. She’d wanted to jump through the screen and drag him off to comfort him. Assure him that not every wreck would have the same outcome as Ryan’s. Assure him she’d be there for him no matter what.“I know you can hear me, Ava, so stop ignoring—”“Ssh… They’re giving the injury report on Dirk.”The camera cut to an interview with the head of the sports medicine team. When he finished detailing the bull rider’s injuries, the announcer asked his opinion on Chase McKay’s comments about mandatory safety helmets. The doctor looked directly into the camera and said, “Helmets save lives. Period.”The camera returned to the main announcers. Their on-air banter circled to rider standings on tour and current matchups with bulls for the final round. When the list of the fifte
Ava gave Hannah an arch look. “Besides I know how damn good the man looks in chaps?”“Smartass. But really, what’s the point after Chase’s meltdown last night?”Her heart seized, thinking about how Chase had lost it on live TV. She’d wanted to jump through the screen and drag him off to comfort him. Assure him that not every wreck would have the same outcome as Ryan’s. Assure him she’d be there for him no matter what.“I know you can hear me, Ava, so stop ignoring—”“Ssh… They’re giving the injury report on Dirk.”The camera cut to an interview with the head of the sports medicine team. When he finished detailing the bull rider’s injuries, the announcer asked his opinion on Chase McKay’s comments about mandatory safety helmets. The doctor looked directly into the camera and said, “Helmets save lives. Period.”The camera returned to the main announcers. Their on-air banter circled to rider standings on tour and current matchups with bulls for the final round. When the list of the fifte
“After a few years, we started having you boys and… Well, my life was busy. Good. Happy. But I never forgot about that sweet baby boy I held in my arms for one short hour. Not a single day went by that I didn’t wonder about him. Pray his life was good. Pray he was loved.”*****Gavin’s eyes were on the shot glass he rolled between his fingers.“So I was shocked when your Aunt Kimi confronted me after your grandpa Jed died. She said one night Jed was loopy on pain meds and he told her that my father told him that I was pregnant. My father bragged to Jed I’d rather give the baby up than have it raised in a godless home as a McKay. Which was a total lie, but Jed must’ve believed it. After Kimi told me that, I finally understood why Jed never liked me and why he refused to live with us.”“Aunt Kimi never told Uncle Cal?” Chase asked.“No. But she told your Aunt Carolyn.”Gavin said nothing.“When did you tell Dad?” Ben asked gently.“Right after Quinn and Libby got back together.” She loo
Quinn? Yes.Ben? Yes.His folks? Absolutely.And probably any other McKay relation he called.They were just that way. They might fight like cats and dogs, but when it came down to it, family was everything. And he would do everything to reclaim his place in his family.“Chase?”“I’m here. Just figuring the logistics. If I leave now, I can be there by noon tomorrow. Is that early enough?”“You’re really not gonna compete in the final round and you’re coming home?” Ben said with total shock.“Hard to believe, but yeah. I’ve realized there are more important things than those eight seconds I spend on the back of a bull. I ain’t gonna be the one who lets Mom and Dad down.”Ben was very quiet.“What?”“You have changed. I’m looking forward to seein’ you. Drive safe.”Immediately after Chase hung up he called Elroy.“You’d better not be calling me to bail you outta jail, McKay,” Elroy barked.“Good morning to you too, sunshine. I’ll keep this brief. I have a family emergency in Wyoming and
“Me.”“And who are you?”Gavin took a deep breath. “I believe I’m your son.”****The crowd roared behind him, ready to party at the PBR on a Saturday night.Chase braced himself. The PBR’s newest female reporter, a fiery redhead named Lissa, stuck the microphone in his face as soon as he cleared the contestant gate. He’d been expecting it since he’d avoided an on camera interview last night. To ensure his cooperation, the cameraman blocked him in. Bastard.“We’re here with Chase McKay after that amazing ninety-one point ride on Devil’s Due. Congratulations, Chase, that’s gotta feel good to be back on top.”He focused on the woman and not the camera. “It does. Especially after an extended break and such a poor showing in Dallas.”“Tell us about the ride.”“Well, Devil’s Due is an ornery little cuss and highly unpredictable, so I wasn’t sure if he’d go into spin mode tonight or hopscotch around. Luckily I was able to stay with him no matter what he did.”“So the past few weeks you’ve b
“Okay. Thanks.”“And if that doesn’t work? Go with plan B.”Her mother, businesswoman extraordinaire, always had a backup plan. “And what is that?”“Track him down, tie him up and force him to listen to reason. It helps if you’re naked. And holding beer.”“Ah, Mom. I don’t think that will work.”“It sure did with your dad. Good luck, sweetie, keep in touch.”Ava packed her bag and booked a commercial flight to LA.“Why am I so nervous?” Ava asked Hannah, two days later.“I’ll tell you what I think after the audition.” Hannah straightened Ava’s miniskirt for the third time.“That’s not helping my nerves.” She tried not to think that Chase would know exactly what to say to her to calm her down. The door to the conference room opened and a long-legged blond strolled out. “We’re ready for you, Miss Cooper.”Ava squeezed Hannah’s hand and followed Corporate Casting Barbie into the conference room. Well, at least this production company didn’t have the clichéd casting couch. Ava chose the c
“No. And here’s fair warning: that is not a topic of discussion. With you. Or anyone else.”“Never thought I’d be happy to hear you say ‘no comment’ and mean it. Warms the cockles of my cold PR heart, McKay.”“You’re a riot. What else?”“The PBR is picking up your transportation expenses. You’re in New York now?”“Yeah.”“I can’t get you to Wichita directly—”“Book me into Omaha. I left my truck there. I’ll drive to Wichita.”“Done. What day you wanna leave?”“Today. As soon as possible.”Ava stared at him with shock.“The event isn’t for another couple days.”“I’m aware of that. But there are other things I need to take care of first.”Elroy sighed. “Fine. Contact me when you get to Kansas. And I don’t gotta remind you no press unless you’re escorted by a PBR media liaison.”“I get it. I’ll keep in touch.”“Good.” Elroy hung up.Chase returned to the bedroom and picked up his bag.“You’re leaving? Just like that?”“Yep.”“No discussion. No yelling, no hashing it out?”“What is there
Evidently he hadn’t realized she’d set up a goddamn camera in their room either.He hit the pause button, his head spinning, his gut churning, his thoughts focused on one awful thing.Betrayal.Yes, he knew she’d been taping all the fucking time, but he had no idea she’d been making a goddamned movie. The whole time they were together. To think he’d invited her to share his experiences on the road. He froze. Wait a second. He hadn’t invited her. She’d invited herself. Offering a convincing argument about wanting to see real life outside her poor, privileged upbringing.But Chase sure as hell hadn’t encouraged her to creep around, sticking that camera in everyone’s face. Capturing their private moments. Having no shame in using them for her own gain. For a woman who claimed to hate the intrusion of paparazzi, she’d become damn good at acting like one of them. She’d promised him she wouldn’t show her home movies to anyone.A new thought chilled his blood. Did Ava have footage of Ryan’s
“So I’ll think of you whenever I wear it.” Like I’ll ever stop thinking of you. Ava tried really hard not to cry, but a couple of tears slipped free. The last man who’d given her jewelry had been her grandfather.“Ava?” Chase tipped her face up. “Ah, hell. Don’t cry. I told you that you can take it back.”She made a sound half-laugh, half-sob. “No way am I taking it back, McKay. It’s beautiful. Perfect. I love it. Thank you.”The guardedness in his eyes vanished. “You’re welcome.”Chase paced in the hotel room, glaring at his phone. He hadn’t minded that the fucker hadn’t worked at all yesterday, since he and Ava had spent the whole day in their room, most of it in bed after they’d returned early in the morning from the penthouse.Dammit. He needed to access his email. Nothing was showing up on his phone. And he’d been in such a hurry to get away from the sorrow in Nebraska he’d accidentally left his laptop in his truck at the Omaha airport.His gaze landed on Ava’s computer on the de