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California Cowboy [MultiFormat]
eBook by Maggie Casper

eBook Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance
eBook Description: Will Clay's lack of loving words bring back painful memories of Bobbie's childhood or can she put her fears aside and finally find love with her California Cowboy? Clay Bodine has lived on the Lazy B Ranch since birth. He works the land with loving hands while ruling it with an iron fist. When his younger brother mentions hiring a new kid, Clay doesn't think much about it? until they meet. Sparks fly when sassy and independent Bobbie Carlington meets her new boss for the first time. Used to answering only to herself, Bobbie quickly learns that things don't quite work out that way on the Lazy B. When Clay takes Bobbie's virginity his old-fashioned ways demand he marry her. Will his lack of loving words bring back painful memories of her childhood or can Bobbie put her fears aside and finally find love with her California Cowboy? This book is a re-release. Product Warnings Warning, this title contains the following: explicit sex, graphic language, spanking & anal play.

eBook Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd., Published: 2007
Fictionwise Release Date: January 2011

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He couldn't help the smile that crossed his mouth. He'd taken great pleasure in marking her. He wanted everyone to know she was taken. He might be considered old fashioned, but he figured he'd laid claim to her and the sooner everybody realized it, the better off they'd be because he wouldn't have anyone else trying to stake a claim on what he considered his.

"What I know is that you'd better watch your mouth, darlin'. That's no way for a lady to be talking."

"Oh, go screw yourself, cowboy. I've never pretended to be a lady and sure as hell don't look like one with this damned thing on my neck." She must be pissed, Clay thought. He'd never heard her use foul language.

"I won't warn you again, Bobbie. If you can't curb your tongue I'm sure I can find something for it to do."

The look on her face had been comical until he'd added, "I told you everyone would know you belong to me. There's no mistaking it now so you might as well get used to it."

Without further words or action, Bobbie had turned and left the room and hadn't looked his way since. Clay meant to remedy that problem today if he had to track her down and drag her back kicking and screaming. Since Bobbie was spending most of her time outside or closed up in her room in order to avoid him, Clay knew he'd have to go in search of her.

It was almost an hour later when Clay walked into the dimly lit interior of the stables. The pleasantly familiar scent of hay, leather and horse wafted around him, assaulting his senses.

A horse neighed behind its stall door. It was then that Clay heard it, Bobbie's soft, crooning voice. She'd been spending a lot of time in the barn since their confrontation. He peered into the nearest stall and immediately noticed it had been cleaned. The stall's occupant nuzzled his hand while munching on something.

Walking the length of the long building, Clay checked each stall only to find the same results. He then knew Bobbie had meant what she'd said.

"I intend to work for my keep." Her words rolled around in his head. At the time, though, he'd given them little thought.

Clay was curious to see how Bobbie interacted with the mare when she thought she was alone, so he headed to the stall Lady now called home. For a few minutes, he just stood and watched as she stroked Lady's coat until it gleamed. She took special care with the animal, talking low, her voice soothing. She was gentle and patient as she worked every inch of Lady's coat.

Her actions made Clay jealous. He knew damned well it was crazy to be jealous of a horse. He couldn't help the way he felt though, the way his body reacted as he watched her hands stroke Lady. His cock throbbed behind the button fly of his jeans in hopes of being stroked the exact same way. Shifting position helped ease the ache only slightly. He feared nothing, or no one save Bobbie, would ease the ache permanently.

He didn't make a sound and yet she stilled as if she had some type of internal radar letting her know he was close by. Only this time he wasn't going to let her use it to get away from him. This time he meant business, and she was going to at least listen until he was done saying what he had to say.

Her head swiveled toward him, her eyes wide and wary. "What do you want, Clay?" Exasperation was evident in her voice.

"We need to talk. Come on out of there," he coaxed when she made no move to put away Lady's grooming supplies. The woman was mule-headed enough to test a saint and there wasn't much saintly about him.

* * * *

Bobbie sighed as she left Lady's stall. She'd put up a good fight, but it was over. Her body yearned for his touch. She turned into putty in his hands, which was the reason she'd stayed away. It had been a long, rough four days and Bobbie was tired of fighting.

The biggest battle had been the one she waged against her own body. Just the thought of him made her pussy weep. It was frustrating not being able to do anything to get rid of the ache deep inside of her.

She followed, her mind whirling, her body on fire, as Clay led them from Lady's stall to the back of the long building and into the makeshift office. It was a small room located right next to the tack room. Sparsely furnished, it held only a desk that sat in the center of the room with a chair on either side. The top of the desk was bare of personal items, but many pictures cluttered the walls. Some were of the horses, but many were of Clay and Chance as children.

The thought of being alone with Clay in such a secluded spot sent a shiver up Bobbie's spine. Whether from fear of the unknown, anticipation of what was to come, or a combination of them both, she wasn't sure.

The door closed behind her, but it was the soft click of the lock being engaged that caused her to flinch. Bobbie knew deep down inside what was going to happen and knew it was useless to try to stop it. She didn't want to stop it. Her body longed to be possessed by Clay, even as her independent spirit told her to run as fast as she could. Instead, she sat in one of the empty chairs and shook her head in amazement at his cockiness.

Clay was an arrogant ass, but a beautiful specimen of man, Bobbie thought, as she looked up at him. His thighs were strong, his hips narrow beneath the faded denim of his jeans. The wide expanse of Clay's chest looked wonderful with his usual cotton snap-up cowboy shirt stretched taut over it. His wavy brown hair was almost always covered by a wide brimmed cowboy hat, but what Bobbie could see made her fingers itch to be buried deep within its thick strands.

He knelt directly in front of her and without a word, took her face in his hands and kissed her deeply. No prelude, no warm up. Just like that, and Bobbie was on fire for him.

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