Almost a Cowboy by Em Petrova Page A

the drink, and it blazed a path to his gut. Seconds later, it spread through his limbs, making him feel languid and hornier than hell.
    He reached for her, but she slipped away. He found himself trailing her to the dance floor once again. For three fast songs, he mentally stripped her and licked every inch of her skin. By the time she leaned into him for a slow song, he was aching.
    Unwilling to let her get more than a hair’s width away from him, he locked her in his embrace. Dipping his head, he captured her mouth.
    But she controlled the kiss. Wildfire sizzled through his system as she thrust her tongue into his mouth. He chased it with his, but she evaded him. When she reached between their bodies and latched on to his erection, he jerked in shock.
    Yanking back, he stared into her eyes, hazy with passion. “Not here.”
    “Yes, here. Follow me.” She walked off.
    For a split second, he stared at the extra-slippery sway of her ass. Had she put panties on under that dress?
    Fuck, he was about to find out. His cock swelled another fraction, and he dove through the crowd again. Pushing people aside as if he were treading water, he caught up with Caroline by the restrooms.
    God, did she expect him to take her in a dirty bar restroom? He’d drag her out and fuck her on the street first.
    She vanished into the men’s room.
    His heart convulsed, and he lunged through the door. Luckily the space was empty. Utah faced her, unsure of what to say.
    Holding his gaze, she tugged her neckline low enough to expose her bra. Then she reached into the cups and pulled each breast free so they rode high on the fabric. His balls throbbed in time to his heartbeat at the sight of her light pink nipples, as hard as gems.
    He groaned.
    “Unbutton your jeans, cowboy.” Her voice even sounded different to him. His breath came faster.
    She strummed her nipples with her fingers, and he couldn’t stand it another minute. He unbuckled his belt and dropped his jeans so his cock sprang free.
    “Ooohh.” She flicked her tongue over her lower lip, making his cock head weep. “Lean against the door so no one comes in.”
    “Oh fuck.” He did, and she dropped to her knees before him. His last thought was how dangerous the depths of her blue eyes were. He threw his head back as she sucked his cock in to the root.
    The head nudged the back of her throat, and they both groaned. Her scorching mouth wrapped all around him. Pressure mounted. When she ran her tongue around the mushroomed head, he about lost it.
    Fisting his hands in her hair, he watched her ripe lips slide up and down his shaft. She pulled back and let pre-come string between his body and her tongue.
    “Fucking hell.” His eyes rolled up in his head. She drove her lips right to his cushion of pubic hair. Wild need gripped him.
    Someone thumped the door behind him, jarring his head that rested against it.
    “Occupied!”
    An angry reply sounded, but Utah ignored it as the need rushed up from the base of his spine.
    Caroline grasped his hips and increased the pressure. He opened his eyes and stared at the jiggle of her tits, her pretty lips, her hungry blue gaze.
    He ruptured. Bucking his hips, he poured his seed into her mouth. She stared at him, eyes wide and fixed as she swallowed.
    “Holy…God,” he gasped as she slid her tongue up his length and curled it over the slit of his cock. A final spurt drenched her tongue.
    His harsh rasps echoed off the bathroom walls. She gave him one last mind-blowing lick and then glided to her feet. He grappled at her, drawing her tight against him, his deflating cock trapped.
    He went right for her nipples.
    “Pinch them,” she whispered.
    Another shock of awareness ran through him. This wasn’t the sweet girl he’d left behind years ago. This experienced woman knew what she wanted and how to get it.
    He dragged his teeth over his lower lip and stared down at her. “Let’s get out of here. Go back to the hotel.”
    Disappointment sparked