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Ride 'em by Tilly Greene*

Contemporary Erotic [Light Western] Romance

Bondage, D/s and Ménage

Ride 'em

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published by Ellora's Cave

ebook isbn:  978-1419914317

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Stepping hard on the front steps to help knock some of the dirt off his boots, he made his way up to the front porch. Once in the shade, Court took his hat off and hit it against his thigh, allowing dust to fly off the beige felt.

All morning he’d been working with everyone else to prepare and load this first set of horses they’d sold. A ranch down in Texas purchased an even dozen after seeing how well the quarter horses performed on the Big W ranch.

Yup, today had been busy, rewarding as well. He’d worked hard on making the Lucky Double D a success and it was, but it truly felt like it today when those horses were loaded and driven away.

Running a hand through his sweaty hair, he opened the front door. No matter how much was going on during his day, there was always time to clean up and run into town to grab a bite to eat with his lady. He liked watching her at work, especially knowing she was wearing—

With his hand still holding on to the knob, the door was pulled from his hand. Startled, Court blinked twice, taking in the beauty meeting him at his front door.

“Hi there, cowboy. Want to celebrate?”

“I’m dirty, sweaty and smell like horses.”

“Better and better.”

Sunflower Forever Free stood in his foyer, naked except for a pair of tight, thigh-high, black leather boots and his mark.

They were perfect for each other. Their minds seemed to work along the same path, especially when it came to fucking. He was pleased he didn’t have to drive into town to try and coax her into a quickie.

“On your hands and knees, flower.”

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