Too Close To The Fire/Too Hot To Handle (Montana Men 3) by Jaydyn Chelcee Page A

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me, and the other has claimed my dick.”
    Her
fingers tightened about his shaft as if she was reluctant to let go.
    “Come
on, Dianna, set it free. It isn’t going to run away. I promise it’s attached to
me and always has been. Where I go, it goes. I need to take a walk. If I take a
walk, it takes a walk with me. Let go.”
    Slowly,
she uncurled her fingers from around his aching shaft. Hell, he’d gotten used
to the feel of her fingers around him. Now his cock felt as naked as a stripped
banana.
    He
crawled over her to the side closest to the entry.
    “Where
are you going?”
    “I
told you, I need to take a walk.”
    “In
the rain?”
    “Hell,
yes, in the rain. Maybe it will cool…things down.”
    “Oh,
jeez, Taylor, I didn’t realize you had a little problem. It is a little problem…right?”
    “You
tell me…you’re the one who had it throat deep last night,” he snapped.
    “What
is your problem this morning?”
    “I
don’t have a problem, big or small, except for you, and you’re the wild hair on
my ass!”
    “For
heaven’s sake, you act as if you’ve never slept beside a woman before.”
    “I
haven’t slept beside a woman who can’t keep her hands off my dick all night.”
    “I
wasn’t touching it all night, just once in awhile. I can’t help what I do in my
sleep.”
    “You
weren’t asleep. Don’t pretend you were.”
    “Don’t
pretend you haven’t slept with a woman before.”
    “I’m
usually screwing the woman who shares my bed.” Taylor tore her arm from around
his neck and scooted out of the makeshift shelter. “If you aren’t up to
following through with all that rubbing, squirming, purring, and handling of my
cock and ask me to fuck you, then you need to find somewhere else to sleep.”
    Dianna’s
mouth snapped shut. “Where else do you think I can sleep except beside you?”
She couldn’t help it if she was a wiggler or her fingers naturally sought his
cock. She was a touchy-feely sort of woman. Worse, she knew she was like a
snake, she needed heat, and Taylor’s body was like a combination steam and
sauna, nice and hot and ooh …she
didn’t know. She only knew he drew her like a magnet. Keeping her hands or body
away from his was impossible.
    “I
don’t care where you sleep, as long as it isn’t beside me,” he snapped.
    She
sighed and listened to Taylor stirring around and mumbling. Even after what
they’d shared in the night, the most awesome foreplay, then oral sex, he really
didn’t much like her. She knew damn well he’d enjoyed the blowjob, but she
supposed in the long run, she’d been a means to an end for him and nothing
more. How pitiful.
    Blinking
back tears, she sat up. Ahh. The rain was letting up. Thank God! Abruptly, it
switched from a monsoon downpour to a slow, steady drizzle. Maybe now they
could at least escape the hut for awhile.
    She
peeped through the opening and shaking her head, watched Taylor disappear into
the darkness. A smile played on her lips. He might not like her, but he was
attracted to her as much as she was to him. He must be, or his dick wouldn’t
rise like a cobra every time she was near him.
    And
wow, he’d kept his arm around her waist, kept her close to his body. His
fingers cupped her breasts all night, not to mention his shaft jammed between
her legs. He might not realize it, but every single time she’d tried to move
and put a little distance between them, his arm tightened, and he held her in
place against his body.
    For
some reason, he refused to admit he wanted her. Given enough time, she’d win
his heart.
    She
lay back down, curled into a ball, and closed her eyes. She might as well try
to get a little more sleep before they faced the problems of daylight.
    “Ouch!”
    Dianna’s
eyes popped open. Quickly, she poked her head through the opening. “Where are
you? What is it? Why did you yell?”
    “I’m
over here. Son of a bitch! Something
stung me.”
    “What?
What bit you? Oh God, you didn’t get