Getting Ahead (Rodeo Stars Book 1)
Colton is exactly the kind of distraction Amber doesn’t want, but he might be exactly what she needs to get back on track.
Recovering from a bad fall during competition, Amber McDonald decides to spend her last week of training before her next rodeo at a Colorado ranch, away from any and all distractions. It’d be the perfect arrangement—if only her fear wasn’t stopping her from getting back on her horse.
Then Colt Riley steps in. He’s sexy and seems to have incredible insight into her situation, but he’s everything she’s been trying to stay away from.
Colt knows exactly what Amber is going through…because he’s been there before. Forced to give up his riding career after an accident, he sets his mind to helping her get back on track. All that’s easier said than done, especially when she discovers his hidden past. Will his efforts be enough to help her get ahead?
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“You don’t want me? I’m not good enough for you?” She looked up at him, pure shock on her face.
“I think you should go to bed.” She’d hate herself in the morning, but at least she wouldn’t hate him too. “Come on.” He reached out and helped her up, holding her entire body with his arm. She was dead weight, leaning back toward the couch and dangling herself from his hand. She clearly wasn’t up for walking. Instead, he scooped her up and held her close to his body. Instantly, she nuzzled her head up against his shoulder. The whole way down the hall, she kept running her hands over his chest.
Why did she have to make this so difficult? His cock already hated him for refusing what might be his one chance at a little love for a long time. Instead, he was putting her to sleep in his bed, then returning to the living room to crash on the couch. If this was some sort of test, he was struggling to pass.
He moved into the bedroom and set her down on the bed and peeled back the covers enough for her to slip her legs underneath. “Go to sleep.”
“Wouldn’t you like to join me?” She shimmied beneath the covers, parting her legs as though she expected him to crawl between them.
Yes. God, yes. “I think it would be best if we both slept alone tonight.” The words sounded foreign, like someone else was saying them in his voice.
She pouted for a moment, then rolled over and closed her eyes. Within a few seconds, her breathing slowed, and he could hear the slightest hint of snoring. Shaking his head, he turned out the light and left her in the room.
His swollen cock ached, reminding him that after all that work, he still hadn’t gotten the relief he craved. Sighing, he headed for the shower.