Unbridled Temptation by Elle Saint James Read Free Book Online

of this town, Kendall was responsible for pretty much everything that happened. Today, he wished he didn’t wield so much power that could later be held against him. The only slightly good news so far was that he didn’t see Logan or Jocelyn locked in an embrace anywhere on the premises.
    Unfortunately, the wayward blogger had somehow managed to prick the slow-burning anger of the typically very strong, silent, and completely calm town blacksmith, Nathan Talbot.
    Nathan, toe to toe with Reggie, had pulled his authentic - looking Colt revolver from its finely tooled holster and pressed the weapon squarely to the forehead of the pesky blogger-slash-reporter and current pain in Kendall’s ass.
    Kendall didn’t know what Reggie had asked, but Nathan’s response was a quiet, nearly whispered, “None of your effing business!”
     
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    Jocelyn wasn’t certain what had come over her, but she was on the way to paradise and didn’t plan on stopping. After being kissed like she was the personal possession of the town’s sheriff, Kendall, she’d missed him when he stepped away to serve as peacekeeper for the town. Meanwhile, the recent memory of being kissed by, and also sandwiched between, both Kendall and Logan made wicked thoughts form riotously in her head.
    Kendall’s kiss had been every bit as aggressive and exciting as Logan’s. The same and yet different. The other thing she’d noticed was their forceful desire to pin her down and halt her movement. Thrust against a brick wall or sandwiched between them, Jocelyn discovered a deep-seated, before now unrealized desire to be overpowered by these men. So unlike her.
    Once Kendall had disappeared from sight, Logan had pulled her to the end of the alley away from the gunfire now filling the dusty town streets.
    “Where are we going?” Jocelyn asked.
    “It’s a surprise,” he said and tugged on her hand.
    The cocky, secretive grin only made her want him more. She couldn’t say no. She tried to think back to the last time she’d wanted to have sex or bothered to try. She realized the count was in years. Two plus a couple of extra months to be exact, but still a long time to ignore one’s libido.
    Curbing her guilt by giving herself this one day away from her family-imposed duty of discovering where her wayward sister had gone, Jocelyn eagerly followed Logan into the unknown, with the idea that she’d give herself the freedom to explore Logan, and possibly Kendall as well later on, until the stroke of midnight. If two men were on the menu, she’d truly get to fulfill all her sexual fantasies before returning to reality and her familial quest tomorrow.
    “I know of a quiet place where we can”—he paused and sent a rapacious look over one shoulder before continuing—“get acquainted.”
    “Does it have a bed?” she asked.
    “We’ll see.” Without further comment, he led her along the back side of the buildings facing the chief thoroughfare in town. The town’s main street wasn’t merely a façade or wooden faces with no substance. The brochure to this Old West Town park boasted authentic places of business. Right now she was seeing the backside of these establishments.
    Ahead, she heard the sounds of horses whinnying and saw the barest edge of what looked like a rustic wooden corral. She thought they were headed into the large doors at the back of the stables, but instead, Logan took a turn at the corner of the building and led her up a steep flight of rough-planked wooden stairs.
    Solid beneath her feet, the staircase was built into the back of the building where the stables were housed. The staircase was wide open on one side save for the sturdy railing. Above her head was an overhang forming a roof. Logan led her to a door at the top of the steps.
    He pulled out a skeleton key, and opened the wood door, pushing it wide and stepping just inside before gesturing for her to enter.
    The room was small and looked much like an office rather than a