**EXCERPT** TOO HOT TO TROT (#3, Cowboy Way) On a happy note…I’m on the downhill side of Too Hot To Trot! Woo Hoo!! Heather and Zack are a hot mess, but I have every faith I’ll be able to help them find their happily-ever-after. Here’s a little something to whet your taste for the book, which will be released on 4/20/15. It’s up for pre-order right now at a $2 discount. On 4/10, the price will be raised to regular price. PREORDER LINKS BELOW:
EXCERPT from Too Hot To Trot (#3, Cowboy Way) (c) 2015, Becky McGraw
“Again,” Zack said, pushing her to the side to raise up on his elbow. He was going to make this woman come in a hundred ways before morning. That would be satisfaction enough for him even if they didn’t get to the big show tonight. “Lay on your back this time, because I’m adding a little something to the mix.”
“What are you going to add?” Heather asked warily, as she laid on her back beside him.
“We’re having a threesome,” he announced with a grin. Heather was comfortable with her battery-operated-boyfriend, and maybe he would help them transition to the big show. And he was curious what he had to measure up to. He’d never actually used one before himself, he liked doing things the old-fashioned way, so this would be new for him too.
Heather shot up to sit and glare at him. “I don’t think so, cowboy!” She scooted toward the foot of the bed, but Zack grabbed her arm, and she tried to pull away
“With Bob,” he clarified, laughter bubbling in his throat. “Where do you keep him?”
“R-really?” she stuttered, not really looking like she believed him.
“Really,” Zack confirmed.
Huffing a breath, she collapsed on her back on the bed. “You had me scared there for a second.”
The tremble in her voice made him sorry he’d teased her. With a growl, he laid beside her and put his arm over her waist. She looked at him, and he held her gaze. “I will never do anything to scare or hurt you, Heather. You’re still in control, angel. Always in control. Do you understand?” She nodded, and he kissed her forehead. “Now where does Bob sleep?” he asked, with a laugh, trying to get her comfortable again.
“In the nightstand drawer,” she replied with a giggle. “He has a nice, comfy velvet sleeping bag in there.”
“Only the best for Bob,” Zack said, glad to hear her laugh again.
He rolled to the edge of the bed, sat up and pulled open the drawer. Fishing around blindly, his pinkie brushed velvet, and his hand closed over a very small pouch, which confused him. “Bob’s awfully small,” he commented, pulling out the pouch to loosen the strings. He emptied a small silver bullet and rubber ring out into his palm and was even more confused.
“Bob is a vibrator, not a dildo. That’s in the closet, because I kind of bought one that was a little too big.” She rolled up behind him, sat up and took the vibrator from his hand. Shoving the bullet into the sheath, she slid it onto her forefinger and wiggled it. “Voila—instant orgasm. No man needed,” she said with a smug grin.
Zack growled, slid the ring from her finger and put it on his own. “Yeah, but how will it be with real man behind the controls?” He wiggled his finger under her nose. “Put on your seatbelt, baby—Bob is on the bus, but Zack is driving it to O-town.”
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