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eBook Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance/Romance
eBook Description: Sequel to Amber Allure best-seller Seven Year Ache... Two weeks on a dude ranch in the mountains can only be good for what ails you, right? Unless what ails you is grief and guilt severe enough to make you attempt suicide. Still, Blake Talbot agrees to accompany his Ivy League frat brothers on a trip out west to honor the memory of their beloved friend, Charlie. Blake hopes he can find a little peace of mind under the bright Montana skies. Instead, he finds Kris Killborn, who's the exact opposite of peaceful in every possible way. Kris has big plans, but at the moment he's stuck in Montana's Flathead Valley, spending the summer working as a hired hand on the Lazy C guest ranch while he dreams of making it big in Nashville. He sure as hell has no interest in getting all tangled up with some damaged college boy from back east. On the surface, Blake and Kris have nothing in common...unless you count a sexual chemistry that's downright combustible. Yet underneath all that, they fit together like pieces of a puzzle. Will they be able to put aside their little differences long enough to get a good look at the big picture? Genres: Gay / Contemporary / Cowboys / Western (Modern Day) / Voyeurism / Exhibitionism / Public Places

eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, Published: 2008
Fictionwise Release Date: February 2009

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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [130 KB] , ePub (EPUB) [148 KB] , Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [102 KB] , Portable Document Format (PDF) [453 KB] , Palm Doc (PDB) [113 KB] , Microsoft Reader (LIT) [138 KB] , Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [163 KB] , hiebook (KML) [278 KB] , Sony Reader (LRF) [183 KB] , iSilo (PDB) [93 KB] , Mobipocket (PRC) [118 KB] , Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [162 KB] , OEBFF Format (IMP) [167 KB]
Words: 34650
Reading time: 99-138 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
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"...The gritty reality of the story is one of its greatest strengths. Along with the romance of course."--British Bull Dog, Rainbow Reviews

"5 BLUE RIBBONS!...I loved this story because while you still get to visit the beloved characters from SEVEN YEAR ACHE there are new memorable characters introduced with heartbreaking backgrounds which bring tears to your eyes...Selah March satisfies our need to know more about what happened with Jamie, Rafe and Lilah and still capture the intensity of the growing love between Kris and Blake. Add in several frat boys who don't know how to behave themselves and things are bound to get real interesting very quickly...While WILD HORSES can be read as a stand-alone story, I'd recommend reading SEVEN YEAR ACHE as well so that you'll have a better understanding of what happened with Jamie, Rafe and Lilah."--Chrissy Dionne, Romance Junkies

"I thought maybe I'd let you kiss me."

Kris tilted his head, considering. "Think that'd make us even?"

"Guess it depends on the kiss."

Kris laughed a third time--a full-on chuckle that felt like chips of dry ice rushing over Blake's skin. "It's always the quiet ones."

"What's that supposed to--"

"Shut up, college boy."

Kris kissed like he was trying to suck Blake's soul out from behind his tonsils. Like the sun that had gone down just over two hours ago was never coming up again. Like it was the final night of the world, and the two of them were the last men standing. With his whole body, and every bit of his mouth--lips, teeth and tongue engaged in a full, tactical advance.

What little sense remained in Blake's brain sloshed around, firing off random thoughts like, "Somebody's going to see us," and "Damn, if he kisses like this, I bet he fucks like a demon." But maybe that was what he needed--a hard, merciless, take-no-prisoners fuck to erase the memory of what never happened between him and Charlie because Blake had been too much of a coward, and then it was too late.

Kris gripped the shoulder of his shirt and hauled him closer. "How long are you here for?"

"Two weeks."

"That's plenty."

Blake pulled back and tried to catch Kris's eye. "For what?"

"Depends. What d'you want?"

"I ... don't know." Blake swallowed, suddenly ashamed at how bad he was at this--how plainly green and inexperienced. "What do you want?"

Kris grinned against the side of his neck and sent a whisper down the collar of his shirt that made Blake's toes curl inside his boots. "I wanna fuck you so long and hard you can't let out a breath that don't taste like my name."

"Now?" Blake's voice broke on the word, and he cursed himself for it.

"You got other plans this evenin'?"

"No, I just ... I mean, we only met today."

Now it was Kris's turn to pull back and look. "You need me to court you? Bring you roses maybe?"

Blake's face went hot. "Don't forget the chocolate." He sucked in some air and said, "You're moving pretty fast."

"All I'm takin' is your time, college boy. I expect I can make you love every minute of it."

He knew just what he was doing--a smooth operator if Blake had ever met one--with his voice at a gravel-under-tires pitch and his promises too good to pass up.