Boots and Chaps by Myla Jackson Read Free Book Online

again.
    Never say never.
    She didn’t need the money and could have canceled had she wanted. Audrey had taken this gig for a no-strings-attached chance to get lucky with Jackson Gray Wolf. She’d pushed him away after the incident in the storeroom, unwilling to give up her independence or show any signs of weakness. The bar business wasn’t for sissies or women, the previous owner had warned her.
    Audrey had bought the bar anyway, and set out to prove everyone in the county wrong. Having a fling with a local didn’t fall into her plans. Disguised as a stripper, no one need ever know she’d gotten her sex fix with the man of her dreams. No one could prick her Achilles’ heel and watch her bleed to death if Jackson pulled the old fuck-’n’-dump so many of the men she knew did. And if she felt like she was losing control, she’d leave and no one would know where to find Kiki.
    And to have all three of the Gray Wolf brothers at once was an unexpected bonus. If she had to play by their rules, so be it, as long as her identity remained a secret and she came away satisfied.
    “You understand what we might ask of you?” Mark turned her to face him.
    She nodded slowly, swallowing hard on her nerves, willing the rapid beat of her heart to slow. “This is some kind of Dom-sub thing, right?” A shiver of excitement skittered across her skin.
    Jackson’s lips pressed into a thin line. “You’re going too far,” he warned, his gaze shooting between his brothers.
    Audrey shook her head. “No, we aren’t. Kiki is willing to try anything.” She would have clapped her hands together had they not been bound, ready to take on a little BDSM.
    “Do you talk of yourself in third person often?” The big Kiowa Indian’s eyes narrowed, and he stared hard at Audrey.
    “ I’m willing to try anything.” Audrey fought to keep her cool and not blow her cover, kicking herself for her vocal blunder.
    “Trust us, brother. I won’t take Kiki anywhere she doesn’t want to go.” Luke glanced from Jackson to Audrey. “Crackerjack it is.” He grinned, then his face smoothed into a confident mask, and he tugged hard on the bindings around her wrists. “Dance for Kiowa warrior Master Gray Wolf.”

Chapter Four
    Jackson had never been involved in anything quite like what the boys had in mind. And damned if he could stop it from happening. His entire body radiated the heat of a bubbling volcano.
    Kiki spun away from him, her chaps flapping wide, her buttocks shining in the light from the strobe. Her hips swirled in a figure-eight motion, with ever-widening thrusts like an experienced belly dancer. She raised her bound hands in the air and turned again to face him. Her black lace bra was thin, sheer, the strategic placement of the thicker lace flower petals covering the tips of her nipples.
    Jackson wanted to reach out and yank off the scrap of lace. He yearned to pluck the hidden fruit beneath with his teeth, or tongue the nipples into tight little buds.
    How could he make love in a storeroom with one woman the day before and want to fuck the stuffing out of another in less than twenty-four hours? It wasn’t right. Nothing about this night had been right from the start. Yet he couldn’t walk away. Didn’t want to. He’d made no promises to Audrey. In fact, Audrey had pushed him away, calling their hookup a mistake.
    The dancer circled behind him.
    Jackson struggled to keep from spinning on his seat, his heart pounding. Instead he glared at his brothers. “You’ll pay.”
    “We already did, brother. We already did.” Mark nodded, his smile stretching across his face. “And she’s worth every penny.”
    The blonde hooked her bound hands over his head in a body-rubbing hug, her fingers slipping down over his naked chest. Warm, soft skin nudged his back, the lace bra abrading his skin in a sensuous, side-to-side motion.
    Fingers slipped downward, the nails digging into his abdomen, scraping gently upward.
    A moan escaped his