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  He looked at the bed and winked at her then brought her close to him. “I know what I’d like right now.”

  She glanced at her new roommate who was back in her bed with her head lying on her paws, her eyes closed. It looked like the little girl was worn out.

  Kaitlyn took Wayne’s hands in hers and started leading him toward the bed. “I’m all yours, cowboy.”

  Also by Cheyenne McCray

  ~Contemporary Cowboys~

  Stories in the “King Creek Cowboys” Series

  Book 1: Country Heat

  Stories in the “Rough and Ready” Series: The Camerons

  Book 1: Silk and Spurs

  Book 2: Lace and Lassos

  Book 3: Champagne and Chaps

  Book 4: Satin and Saddles

  Book 5: Roses and Rodeo

  Book 6: Lingerie and Lariats

  Book 7: Lipstick and Leather

  Stories in the “Riding Tall” Series: The McBrides

  Book 1: Branded For You

  Book 2: Roping Your Heart

  Book 3: Fencing You In

  Book 4: Tying You Down

  Book 5: Playing With You

  Book 6: Crazy For You

  Book 7: Hot For You

  Book 8: Made For You

  Book 9: Held By You

  Book 10: Belong To You

  Read Creed McBride’s Story in Roses and Rodeo in the Rough and Ready series

  Stories in the “Armed and Dangerous” Series

  Book 1: Zack

  Book 2: Luke

  Book 3: Clay

  Book 4: Kade

  Book 5: Alex (novella)

  ~Paranormal Stand Alone~

  The Touch

  Dark Seduction

  Night’s Captive

  Future Knight

  Blood Pleasures (Written with Annie Windsor)

  Cheyenne writing as Jaymie Holland

  ~Erotic Romance~

  Stories in the “Wonderland” series

  Book 1: Taken by Passion: King of Hearts

  Book 2: Claimed by Pleasure: King of Spades

  Book 3: Bound by Desire: King of Diamonds

  Book 4: Kept by Seduction: King of Clubs

  Stories in the “Tattoos and Leather” series

  Book 1: Inked

  Book 2: Branded

  Book 3: Marked

  Book 4: Stranded

  Book 5: Owned

  Stories in the “The Auction” series

  Book 1: Sold

  Book 2: Bought

  Book 3: Claimed (includes bonus novella Taken)

  “Taboo” erotic romance novella collections

  Wicked Nights: three Erotic Tales

  Taboo Desires: three Tales of Lust and Passion

  Playing Rough: three Stories of Sensual Submission

  Bondage standalone

  Wounded

  Excerpt…Country Heat

  “King Creek Cowboys” series

  By Cheyenne McCray

  After he polished off the sandwiches and annihilated the potato chips, she handed him a large baggie with the twelve cookies she’d brought.

  “You remembered the cookies.” He reminded her of a little boy as he took a cookie out and devoured it. “Damn, they’re good.” He brushed crumbs off his shirt. “There’s something different about them. Not just the toffee, but another ingredient that makes them even better. What is it?”

  She gave a mischievous smile. “Super-secret recipe.”

  He responded in a low, sexy drawl as he set the baggie of cookies down. “I bet I could tickle it out of you.”

  Her eyes widened and she shook her head. “Noooo. Not that.” She was as ticklish as hell.

  She started to scramble away, but he moved toward her too fast. He grabbed her arm and rolled her onto her back before he pinned her body by straddling her hips. She gasped as he gripped both her wrists in one big hand and pressed them against the blanket, above her head.

  With his free hand, he tickled her beneath her arm and she squealed with helpless laughter. She squirmed in his hold, giggling so hard tears flowed from her eyes as he searched for ticklish places on her.

  She cried, “Mercy, mercy.”

  Carter stopped tickling her. “Are you going to give me the recipe?”

  Kit’s heart thundered as she stared up at him. Not just from the bout of tickling, but from the desire that suddenly darkened his eyes.

  Her lips parted and her heart seemed to pound in a choppy rhythm.

  He lowered his head and brushed his lips over hers in a feather-light touch, and she didn’t think she could breathe anymore.

  Kit sighed as Carter’s lips met hers and it was like everything in the world was perfect and right. He nipped her bottom lip with his teeth before sliding his tongue into her mouth. He kissed her long and deep, and a soft whimper escaped her.

  She wriggled beneath him, wanting more of him, to feel all of him.

  He moved so that his hips were between her thighs and lowered himself so that she felt his weight and his solid muscular body. His erection pressed against her belly and she wrapped her legs around his hips, drawing him even closer.

  His kiss became more passionate and her response was the same.

  Everything shifted as what started out as slow and sensual became rougher and needier.

  A rumble rose in his throat, a primal sound that sent a thrill through her, from her breasts to the place that ached between her thighs. She wanted him inside her, wanted him to fill her in every way possible.

  She wanted him.

  He moved his mouth from hers and she gasped for air as he dragged his lips along her jaw line. His stubble abraded her soft skin as he moved his mouth to her ear.

  His voice was rough and edgy. “I. Want. You.”

  “God, yes.” She slid her arms around him and squirmed, rubbing herself against him, as if that might assuage her need. It only served to make her feel wilder that before.

  He fastened his mouth over hers again. This time his kiss was more forceful, but she still demanded more of him in her answering kiss.

  What had been an easy, playful dance all week rushed to a feverish pitch of their combined desires. He groaned as he slid his mouth down the curve of her neck to the hollow of her throat, and brushed a kiss over the soft skin.

  He moved lower, to the V of her blouse, and then moved his mouth to her breast. She arched her back and cried out as he sucked her cloth-covered nipple into his mouth.

  She writhed in sheer pleasure as he lightly nipped at the taut nub. He slid his mouth to her other nipple and sucked it hard enough that she gasped. She was so wet and needed him inside her so much, and soon.

  He rose onto his knees and she almost begged him to come back to her as her hands slid from his back to his forearms. He grasped her blouse, and in their wild state she almost expected him to rip it open, sending buttons flying all over the blanket.

  Excerpt…Zack

  “Armed and Dangerous” series

  By Cheyenne McCray

  Zack had never had a meal that was a sexual experience like this one. Every bite Sky took made him feel as if she was thinking about going down on his cock, licking her tongue along his length, and swallowing his come.

  She continued to feed him bites of grilled chicken with her fingers, and he returned the favor, until their plates were clean.

  “Dessert?” the waiter asked when he cleared their plates away.

  Frankly, Zack wanted to get out of the restaurant and out to his truck. He’d never screwed in the cab before, but at the moment it was looking real good.

  Sky glanced up from the dessert menu and licked her bottom lip. “Why don’t we share a piece of chocolate cheesecake?”

  Zack could hardly form a coherent thought, as all his blood had settled in his groin, so he settled for a quick nod.

  In a few minutes, the waiter returned with the slice of cheesecake and set it in front of them with two forks. Raspberry sauce drizzled down one side of th
e dessert.

  Sky dipped her finger in the sauce and sucked it off. “Mmmm, this is heaven.”

  Zack thrust his fork into the cheesecake. “I know what’s even better.”

  She gave him a seductive smile. “Oh, you do?”

  As he held the bite of cheesecake in front of her lips, Zack’s right hand glided up her thigh, over the silky stockings, and to the bare flesh above.

  She gasped as his hand traveled beneath her dress to the wisp of satin thong beneath. “Zack,” she whispered, but he slipped the bit of cheesecake into her mouth.

  “Better than cheesecake.” He skimmed the crotch of her thong, and smiled when he felt how damp it was. He found the edge of the fabric, and her eyes widened as his fingers brushed over the curls beneath.

  Her hand trembled as she put her own fork into the dessert and she held it up to his lips. The cheesecake was smooth and creamy and melted over his tongue as his fingers glided into the wetness of her folds. He wanted nothing more than to taste her right now instead of that cheesecake.

  “If you keep doing that,” Sky said with obvious difficulty, “I’m going to come right here in the restaurant.”

  “That’s the idea.” Zack fed her another bite of cheesecake as he continued to rub his finger over her clit. “No one can tell what we’re doing.”

  He looked into her eyes, the passion in them driving him wild. “I want to watch you come, sweetheart. Now.”

  In the next moment her hand was in his lap, caressing his cock through his jeans. His own hand shook a little from the feel of her palm on his erection. He thrust his fork into the cheesecake again, then slid the bite into her warm mouth just as she parted her lips and climaxed.

  Her body shuddered with wave after wave of her orgasm. He didn’t let up stroking her clit until the tremors stopped and she relaxed against the back of the booth.

  “Oh. My. God.” she said breathlessly. “Unbelievable.” Watching Sky come had damn near put Zack over the edge. She continued to stroke his cock as she looked at him with heavy-lidded eyes. He slipped his fingers out of her thong and placed his palm over her hand, stopping the motion that was driving him out of his mind.

  With a shaky sigh, she sat straighter in her seat. Her free hand trembled as she picked up her glass of wine. “I’ll never think of chocolate cheesecake in quite the same way,” she murmured over the rim of her glass, and then drained the contents before setting her glass down.

  Zack focused on her lips and kissed her, licking away a bit of raspberry sauce from the corner of her mouth. She tasted of raspberries and wine.

  The waiter approached and set the check on the table. “Anything else I can do for you?”

  Sky shook her head and Zack said, “We’re more than fine.”

  “Great. Come again.”

  Sky burst into a fit of giggles and Zack’s lips quirked. “I’m sure we will.”

  With a puzzled almost smile, the waiter took their empty dessert plate and left. Zack pulled cash out of his wallet and put it in the center of the table with the bill.

  Sky dabbed her lips with her napkin, and then tossed the napkin under the table.

  Zack raised an eyebrow. “What did you do that for?”

  She winked. “Oops. I dropped my napkin. Better get it.”

  Before he could say a word, she slid beneath the tablecloth.

  Excerpt…Branded For You

  “Riding Tall” series

  By Cheyenne McCray

  As they stood beside the fire, shadows jumped and flickered around them, the light dim. The heat from the fire warmed her skin as they stood close to the fire pit, and they put their marshmallows on their sticks and into the flames.

  The marshmallows bubbled, toasting immediately so that they were nearly black on the outside. He held both sticks as she took a graham cracker and piece of chocolate and put it beneath the marshmallow, then another graham cracker on top of it them, and pulled it all away from the stick. To start, they made one for each of them.

  Ryan ate his in a couple of bites. When Megan bit into the treat, her eyes fluttered closed as she tasted the combination of flavors. She gave a small moan as she took another bite and opened her eyes. She finished the s’more and licked her fingers. “That was great.”

  “You did tell me to just wait until you ate a marshmallow.” He looked at her with heat in his gaze. “I’d say that was worth the wait.”

  He stepped closer to her and brought his hand to her face. “You have a little chocolate, right here,” he said and lowered his head. His tongue darted out at the corner of her mouth and then he was kissing her.

  She tasted chocolate and marshmallows, and his masculine flavor all in one. She moaned again, this time from desire.

  When he raised his head, he spoke close to her lips, his voice husky. “Ready for another one?”

  “Another kiss? Most definitely.” She knew that wasn’t what he’d meant, but she smiled and kissed him.

  This time he groaned. He settled his hands at her waist and drew her closer to him so that their bodies were pressed together. Her belly fluttered as she felt the firm ridge of his erection against her abdomen. She wrapped her arms around his neck and his chest was hard against her breasts.

  Their kiss grew almost frantic. She wanted to rip his clothes from his body, take him to the ground, and ride him. She didn’t care that they were in the middle of the forest. All she cared about was being with him.

  He was the first to draw away. “Whoa.” He stepped away from her and caught her wrists in his hands. “I think we’ve got a runaway horse here. If we keep this up, I’m going to be carrying you to that camper and to hell with separate bunks.”

  Yeah, to hell with that.

  She was going to say so when he released her and turned back to the table with the s’mores ingredients. His jaw was tense and there was a fire in his eyes that seemed barely controlled.

  He grabbed one of the sticks and jammed a marshmallow on it. She could see the play of muscles in his forearms as he moved.

  She went to him, caught his face in her hands, and kissed him.

  “Meg, my self-control is on a thin leash.” His breathing seemed heavier and the flash in his eyes was like a flame licking in their depths. “You don’t know what you’re doing.”

  “I know exactly what I’m doing.” She brought her mouth to his and kissed him hard.

  He dropped the stick. And then his arms were around her and he was kissing her with fierce intensity, like he might come undone.

  She wanted him to come undone. Wanted him in every way possible.

  He grasped her by her ass and picked her up, and she wrapped her thighs around his hips. He stopped kissing her long enough to walk to the camper and fling open the door. Their eyes met and held for a long moment.

  “Are you sure, Meg?” His voice was low and gravelly.

  She nodded. “Very.”

  He set her down long enough to turn around and kick dirt on the fire, then grasped her hand.

  And then they were taking the three steps up into the camper and he shut the door behind them.

  Ryan pressed Megan close to his body. He was hard, lean, and muscular and his cock felt rigid against her belly. Butterflies swooped through her abdomen as she looked into his eyes and the burning depths of desire that was just for her.

  She’d never really thought of herself as desirable, but he made her feel gorgeous and sexy, and completely wanton.

  The light from the lantern was low and part of her was glad it was on so that she could see his gorgeous eyes and his rugged features. The other part wanted darkness because she was self-conscious about her body.

  He kissed her, sliding his fingers into her hair before moving his palms down her neck to her shoulders. He rubbed her shoulders and her arms, caressing her through her T-shirt. His kiss was hungry and demanding, and she felt like he could lose control at any moment.

  She wanted him to lose control.

  About Cheyenne

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nbsp; Cheyenne McCray is an award winning, New York Times and USA Today Best Selling author who is a rare native Arizonan but refuses to be put behind glass as an endangered species.

  In her spare time, she loves to torture characters—whether they’re misbehaving or not—and kill off deserving individuals. She also totally gets off on blowing things up. All fictionally, of course. She’d rather chew glass than write sweet and sugary. Give her a hideous demon or particularly nasty villain to slay any day.

  Cheyenne enjoys creating stories of love, suspense, and redemption. She enjoys building worlds her readers can get lost in. Hopefully they’ll find their way out, but stranger things have been known to happen.

  If you would like to find out what odd and unusual things Cheyenne is up to these days, cruise her website any time, take a look at the bizarrely normal yet strange FAQs, and even drop her a line or two. CheyenneMcCray.com