Craved by The Cowboy – Roping Her Curves Read Online Hope Ford

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Erotic, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
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My face heats, and I lean up to turn off the water. I really shouldn’t be allowed around people because obviously I don’t know when to shut up. I truly thought I could do this and keep my feelings in check, but that’s proving harder than I thought.

I lean back and rest my head on the edge of the tub. I put the towel under my neck and close my eyes, but no matter how hard I try, I can’t get the image of a naked Ace out of my head.

I don’t know how long I lie here, but the next thing I hear is Ace saying my name. I feel his hand on my face, pushing hair behind my ear.

I moan, turning my face into his touch.

“Princess, you need to wake up. I’m trying to be the good guy here, and you’re making it hard.”

When I finally register his words, I jerk awake and realize I’m naked in my bath, and Ace Tucker is sitting on the edge of the tub looking at me. I mean really looking at me. All of me!

I grab on to the edge of the tub, sit up, and then quickly realize I’m baring my breasts to him and then lower back down. The bubbles are gone, and the cloudy water is doing nothing to hide my body. “What are you doing in here?”

His voice is gruff. His eyes are trained on my face. “You fell asleep. I tried knocking and hollering for you, but you weren’t budging. I got worried.”

I sit up in the tub and then back down again. Geez, I want to slap my hand to my forehead. It’s like I’m trying to give him a peep show or something. “I’m awake now.”

He stands up and moves to the door. His hair is wet, and he’s now dressed in shorts and a T-shirt with the boot on. But what I can’t seem to take my eyes off is the big bulge between his legs. He’s obviously hard and not doing anything to hide it.

I look up at his face, and he’s taking me all in, desire flaring in his eyes. He’s backing out the door, closing it slowly, and I’m holding my breath until I hear the click of the door shutting. When he’s gone, I let out a long-winded sigh. I look at myself, and the bubbles are all gone. There’s no doubt about it. He could see every curve of my body, and from where I’m sitting, he enjoyed the view. What was that? Could Ace Tucker be attracted to me?

Thoughts start to whirl in my head, and I know that I can’t go on like this. One of us is going to have to make a move, and it’s going to have to be me.

I climb out of the bathtub and wrap a towel around myself. Tonight, I’m going to have to be brave and go after what I want. I just hope my heart doesn’t get broken in the process.

Chapter 11

Ace

I put the food on the table and try to get the image of Lila’s naked body out of my head. This isn’t working. I just ogled her like she was a piece of meat. She’s my best friend’s daughter, she’s here to help me, and how do I repay her? By eye-fucking her.

I pull the garlic bread out and slam the oven door harder than I should. I’m tied up in knots having Lila here and fuck, blue balls is no joke.

Lila walks into the kitchen, and I almost drop the pan in my hand. “Nice shirt.”

She pulls at it. “Thanks. I hope you don’t mind. I forgot to bring pajamas.”

Lila is beautiful, there’s no doubt about it. There’s something that happens to a man when you see the woman you want in your shirt. “No, you can have it. It looks better on you.”

Her smile widens, and I want to smack my head against the wall. I need to be getting my head together and quit flirting with her. Fuck, what would her dad think right now?

She pats me on the shoulder and walks over to the cabinets. I turn and watch as she reaches up to grab glasses. The shirt rides up, and I get a good glimpse of her ass covered in black panties.

Fuck me.

She walks by me like she doesn’t realize that my cock is standing at attention... again. Fuck, the whole time I’m around her, I’m hard.

I toss the garlic bread onto a plate and carry it to the table.

She’s putting spaghetti on our plates, smiling as if she doesn’t have a care in the world. Meanwhile, I sit down with a huge ache in my balls and wonder how the hell I’m going to sit here next to her like this.



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