to get what they wanted. God, how she hated the doubt that crept in. Why couldn't she just take Dustin at face value? Because you are afraid to get hurt .
"Was this before or after you told him you were here for good?"
Had she actually told him she was moving back to Bandera permanently? She didn't think so. They hadn't really talked about the future, just the past. “Before."
"Uh-huh.” Bridgette stood and put her hands on Shannon's shoulders. “Do you still love him?"
"Yes."
"So what are you going to do about it?"
She shoved her fingers in her hair. “I don't know. Every time I get the opportunity—or even the possibility of an opportunity—I chicken out. What if we sleep together and it sucks? I mean when we were younger, it was great, but that could have been teen hormones. What if our adult hormones aren't so great?"
Bridgette gave her a sly grin. “Only one way to find out. You've got to grab the bull by his...uh, horn and take him for a ride."
Shannon crinkled her nose and met her cousin's smiling gaze. “I hate it when you're right."
That evening, Shannon roused from her cabin and walked to the main lodge. She stepped inside and her eyes grew wide. Someone had decorated the dining hall with pink and white condom-shaped balloons. She couldn't keep the grin off her face. At the bridal table, Bridgette sat in the seat of honor surrounded by Jessica, Sara and Charissa.
"I see you approve of the decorations,” Dustin said, appearing at her elbow.
Her tummy quivered at his nearness. “Yes, they are very...inventive."
He wiggled his eyebrows. “Giving you any ideas?"
Yes. How fast can I get you into the bathroom so we can put those condoms to use? She screwed her lips to the side, pretending to think. “Nah. I prefer bareback."
His eyes widened slightly, and then he gave a slow, sexy grin that made her breasts swell in anticipation. “Is that so? Interested in doing a little riding tonight?"
Wow, talk about jumping in with both feet. Her nipples tightened, her body swaying involuntarily toward him, silently begging for contact. “We're all going to the Winkin’ Point Saloon tonight to celebrate the end of the party. I wouldn't say no if you wanted to buy me a drink.” And I wouldn't say no if you wanted to feel me up on the dance floor, either. Hell, what about a good fuck right there on the bar? Sweat beaded her forehead and she fanned her face. “Man, is it hot in here?"
"Here, open your gift bag,” Bridgette interrupted, shoving a hot pink foil bag under her nose. “Might be something in there for Dustin as well.” She winked and disappeared back into the throng of giggling women.
Dustin cocked his head to the side. “Well, come on, open the bag. I want to see what I could possibly use in there."
Shannon shrugged. Why not? She knew her cousin, and without a doubt, the bag would be filled with sex toys and props. Seated at one of the wooden tables, she undid the gold ribbon at the handle and eased the sides apart. Inside, nestled in gold tissue paper were an edible bra and thong set and a hot pink vibrator with silver flecks.
Laughing, she handed the vibrator to Dustin. “This must be for you."
He examined the item, twisting and turning it in his hand. “Nice color.” He flicked the switch at the base of the mechanical cock, and it buzzed to life. He gave a wicked grin and touched the tip of the dildo to the curve of her neck, rubbing her from shoulder to ear and back down. “Imagine all the fun we could have with this thing, though I think I'd prefer the thong."
Shannon held it out for him. “If you wear that tonight, I'm bringing my camera."
"I'm not opposed to picture taking if you aren't. I was hoping you'd be willing to model it for me.” He leaned in closer and dropped the vibrator back in the bag, his hand casually brushing her nipples. “It's going to taste much sweeter as I eat it off you.” He pressed his lips to hers in a tantalizing whisper of a kiss and then