How to Rope a McCoy (Hell Yeah!) by Sable Hunter Read Free Book Online

on.
    Perhaps
his judgment was simply lacking when it came to women. Well, he’d never have to
worry about that anymore. Family and friends were one thing, but Heath didn’t
intend to get involved with a woman again—not for the long term. Sex was a
necessity, but a relationship wasn’t. When he made a move on the fairer sex
nowadays, Heath made sure they knew the score. Casual, passionate and brief,
that’s the way he wanted it. He had no intention of getting in over his head
with another woman ever again, no matter how much he wanted her. Having his
heart ripped out and stomped on once in a lifetime was enough for any man.
 
    “Hey,
I saw her, you know.” Jaxson grinned, propping his broken foot up on a chair
and leaning on a crutch. A bull had stepped on him after pitching Jaxson’s head
over spurs. At least he’d stuck the eight seconds and won a purse, but now he’d
be laid up for at least six weeks. Heath wished to high heaven that Jaxson
would quit the rodeo circuit. But he seemed to thrive on the danger and the
sheer energy of the big animals as they spun and pounded the ground.
    “Saw
who?” Heath was lost in his own private purgatory.
    “The
woman who looked like she could eat you up with a spoon.” He gave Heath a
knowing grin. “I think you can safely say she was sending you an engraved
invitation, if you’re a mind to accept it.”
    Jaxson’s
reminder of the dreamy-eyed girl rescued him from painful reminisces. “You may
be right.” Heath couldn’t help but smile. The idea that the aggressive little
honey could be interested in a quick fuck in the barn made his mouth water.
“She wasn’t my usual type, but she seemed motivated. I think I’ll mosey around
and see if I can find her.”
    “Have
you seen Ten ?” Ryder came up from behind them. “He
disappeared.”
    Jaxson
lifted his chin and nodded toward the exit. “He got a phone call. Didn’t look
too happy about it either.”
    A
country band struck up a tune. Heath was glad Isaac and Avery had foregone all
of the formal speeches and toasts. They’d just headed straight into the party
zone. He had to hand it to his cousins. They sure knew how to lay out a spread.
The fare wasn’t light either. Tables groaned under the weight of shrimp, huge
slabs of beef brisket, smoked hams and every kind of side and dessert
imaginable.
    Scanning
the room, he kept an eye out for the sexy siren who’d captured his
imagination.   During the few moments they’d been aware of one
another, he’d filed away a wealth of details that had quickly become the fabric
of a fantasy. Heath loved long hair and she had thick dark tresses which hung
down her back, tapering in corkscrew curls which bounced tenderly against the
shapely curve of her ass. Her body had been lovingly draped in a form fitting
dress which did little to hide luscious, plump breasts. Just the thought of
getting her naked, learning the color of her nipples and the weight of the firm
globes made his cock twitch. Heath imagined sucking on her nipples till they
were flushed and tight against his tongue, palming them, rubbing his face
against the silky warm flesh. His heart began to pound as he undressed her in
his mind, peeling off that blue satin dress, unclasping her bra, slipping his
fingers in the waistband of barely there panties and tugging them down until he
could bury his face against the downy puff of springy dark curls which would
surely grace the mound of her femininity.
    Lord,
it had been too long!
    He
would give his eyeteeth to go to his knees in front of her and press his face
against the shadowy cleft between her thighs. Heath ached to grasp the cheeks
of her ass and pull her close, breathing in her womanly scent. If he had the
chance, he’d part her sweet pink folds and lap and suck until she screamed with
pleasure. Oh yea, he had plans for this girl. She’d looked into his eyes and
promised heaven and this McCoy was ready to collect.
    “I’ll
see y’all later.” He