Between Her Cowboys: (Taken by Cowboys: Part 4) A Billionaire Western Romance Read Online Free

that, she was getting wetter and wetter in a way that had nothing to do with the chlorinated pool water. She had never felt so desirous in her life, nor more desired. Nate and Spencer had tapped into something deep within her—an awareness of her own beauty and sensuality. She had always felt self-conscious of her curves, preferring to make love in the dark or when she was a little tipsy. But Spencer and Nate made her feel like a goddess to be worshipped. They had tapped into a wellspring of desire that she hadn’t known she possessed.
    And she wanted to give them pleasure in kind. If she could make Spencer and Nate feel an ounce of the satisfaction that she had that night, she felt that her own enjoyment would deepen a hundred times. How can I do it? Her mind began to race with the possibilities. She imagined both men taking turns entering her, the feeling of their hard, swollen members inside her from different angles. She imagined taking each into her mouth, how full and smooth they would be. She was surprised to find her mind going there—she had never really enjoyed going down on her previous boyfriends—but the idea of doing it to Nate and Spencer was exciting her beyond belief.
    “Look at this bathing beauty,” came a voice from not far away, shattering her reverie.
    Startled, she turned her head, breaking her float. A group of familiar faces was approaching, led by Spencer. So that’s where all the guests were—on the nature walk. Of course.
    The guests started putting down towels and bags, stripping off outer layers. The owner of the voice was gray-haired Bill, who was walking up next to his wife Nancy. The couple were two of Jess’s resort chums. He peered at her from the edge of the pool with a smile. “You should have joined us on our nature walk today, Jess. Spencer is the best guide I’ve ever had.”
    “I’m sure it was lovely,” she said, treading water and trying to hide her embarrassment—and her breasts, which were all but popping out of her lacy bra.
    “But you’re not much for the group activities, it seems. You modern girls prefer to do your own thing,” he said.
    “Something like that,” she said, while she was thinking, if you only knew.
    Spencer came up to the side of the pool. “Would you like a towel, Jess?” he asked gently, holding one out to her. She swam to him gratefully.
    “I didn’t have my bathing suit on me, and the pool just looked so tempting,” she muttered with embarrassment as she climbed onto the ladder and out of the pool.
    “You look so beautiful,” he murmured to her softly as he wrapped the towel around her, pulling her close as he did so for one brief, tantalizing moment. Her heart stuttered in her chest as her body yelled, Take me right here.
    “I want to show you something,” Spencer said. “Come this way.”
    He led her away from the pool, where a small path led down a slope into some trees. She followed him, wrapping the towel around her, barefoot over soft pine needles. The path led to an open field where a shallow creek glistened in the sunlight.
    “We saw moose here earlier today,” he said, then stopped and pointed. “Look!”
    Sure enough, a moose with antlers, another without antlers and one that looked like a baby were standing in the shallow waters of the creek, their necks bent over into the water. He continued towards them, and she followed cautiously. He stopped not ten yards away from the animals, who seemed to pay them no mind.
    “They like to feed off of the fronds in the warmer months,” he said softly.
    She was awed by the animals’ calm majesty as they stood close enough to see their ears twitch. She wasn’t used to seeing animals outside of a zoo—unless you counted the raccoons in Central Park or the rats running around the subway tracks.
    “Mr. Johnston said something about shooting one and taking the antlers home as a trophy,” he said, rolling his eyes. He looked at Jess. His gaze flooded her with warmth from the