Weekend Dirty Dozen (12/16-18/11) #WD12 @WeekendDirtyDoz

a dozen from 'Wild West Weekend' ~ a contemporary erotic romance with cowboys set just outside of Las Vegas.

     A chuckle to Damon’s left had him turn to see his older brother, Dakota, also watching the miniature train wreck. She tried gracefully a second time to pick up two more suitcases, wobbling like a weeble. When Dakota mouthed the words, let’s go help her, Damon wanted to run back into his office and barricade the door. His brother knew this was the weekend he planned to slide away from the ranch—bachelorette party coming in or not—and enjoy some quality time alone. Not to mention he was finally off the freakin’ clock. What was Dakota thinking, a pretty woman would make him forget what this weekend meant? Never.
     He took another look. His fascinated gaze traveled from her full lips, across her ample breasts to her well-toned legs. On second thought… maybe. Before he could wrangle his thoughts back to the situation at hand, Dakota slipped past him, nudging his side with an elbow to follow. Sighing, he headed down the driveway to help the damsel, with a huge suitcase collection, in distress.

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Weekend Dirty Dozen (12/09-11/11) #WD12 @WeekendDirtyDoz

a dozen from 'Wild West Weekend' ~ a contemporary erotic romance with cowboys set just outside of Las Vegas.

     “Four more hours and I’m out of the upcoming hormonal jungle,” Damon murmured as he finished documenting the last debit entry into the Dougan Ranch financials, drank the remainder of his Coke, and stepped out onto the porch. That was his first mistake. The second one, without a doubt, was noticing the outstretched, dancer’s style leg emerging from a black stretch limousine. His cock hardened slightly. Interested in the view, he hooked a thumb in his jean’s pocket and stared in amazement as a petite woman, with hair as black as the night sky, fully emerged from the car.
     His gaze drank in her red pumps, and the sexy way she struggled to gain footing on the unpaved driveway. City girl. Great. She should’ve stayed on the strip. He shook his head as she surveyed her many bags, picked up two, tried to take a step, wobbled and dropped both. A grin crooked his face.
     On second thought, this could be entertaining.

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Weekend Dirty Dozen (12/02-04/11) ~ #WD12 @WeekendDirtyDoz

a dozen from 'Wild West Weekend' ~ a contemporary erotic romance with cowboys set just outside of Las Vegas.

     Being with Dak had been wonderful. It had been so long since she had a guy only interested in her pleasure and willing to have plain sex. Regardless of what mood she was in, where she was, or who she was with, there was usually some kind of kink going on. Last night, she almost didn’t know how to react, then decided to go with the flow. After all, she didn’t know which way his tastes ran yet to do anything different in the sex department.
     She shoved a forkful of scrambled egg into her mouth. “And that has what to do with me?” she muttered around the food.
     “I’ve decided to keep an eye on you. You’re sticking by my side as much as possible.” He crossed his arms and his legs, indicating he’d brook no argument on the matter. “Now that you’re here, it’s gonna take a will of God to make me let you go this time.”

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