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Money Shot by Selena Kitt, Lily Marie, Alyse Zaftig, Jamie Klaire, Kinsey Grey, Ambrielle Kirk, Marie Carnay, Holly Stone, Cynthia Dane, Alexis Adaire, Anita Snowflake, Eve Kaye, Janessa Davenport, Linnea May, Ruby Harper, Sasha Storm, Tamsin Flowers, Tori White Read Free Book Online
Authors:
Selena Kitt,
Lily Marie,
Alyse Zaftig,
Jamie Klaire,
Kinsey Grey,
Ambrielle Kirk,
Marie Carnay,
Holly Stone,
Cynthia Dane,
Alexis Adaire,
Anita Snowflake,
Eve Kaye,
Janessa Davenport,
Linnea May,
Ruby Harper,
Sasha Storm,
Tamsin Flowers,
Tori White
Well it was , but the tanned, muscular forearm in question was actually elbow deep in horse vagina, but still.
I watched in awe as the muscles on said forearm and bicep worked and pulled, trying to turn the colt, still deep inside its mother, into a better birthing position, so it could come out already.
Now forearms buried deep inside large horses was something I saw quite often, so that was nothing new to me.
What was new to me was the sexy man attached to this particular forearm.
I found my eyes traveling away from where the arm disappeared into the poor, struggling horse, and followed the line of the forearm up to the flexing bicep and strong shoulder the forearm was attached to.
Those strong shoulders had obviously lost shirts quite often around this ranch, I’d guess, judging by the deep tan kissing every visible inch of skin on the man. And those shoulders were attached to a finely sculpted chest, which sloped down to the tightest abs I’d ever seen before in my life.
Damn.
His washboard stomach was graced with a dusting of hair trailing down, down, and disappointingly disappearing under his jeans, leading to what I could only imagine was...
“Grace!”
“What?”
I was snapped out of my fog by the sound of my father using that tone as he said my name.
That tone meant that I’d been ogling this hot cowboy for a lot longer than was polite, and my dad had finally noticed that my attention was on the Greek God of a cowboy beside him, and not on the matter at hand.
But who could blame me, really? I’d seen a lot of cowboys over the years, and had gone on a lot of veterinarian calls with my dad, but let’s be real. Most cowboys did not look like this guy.
This guy was, well, look at him.
He’d twisted some, reaching deeper to grab hold of the colt’s legs or ass or something up inside its mother, and I watched as the muscles in his back fought and danced over themselves as he worked to turn the calf.
Golden skin highlighted each plane and curve, and my eyes followed that sexy line of his spine straight down, until the skin disappeared disappointingly yet again under those Wrangler jeans he was wearing so well.
At least from this angle though, I got to see the curve of the ass that was teasing me from under those tight jeans.
Damn, when cowboys look like this one, how exactly are you expected to not look?
His legs were long, lean but powerful, and ended in a pair of work boots covered in mud, dirt, and the fluid of mare pre-birth.
Fuck, he was one sexy cowboy.
“Grace!” Dad called my name again.
“What?” I asked, giving him a tone of my own.
I was trying to ogle a hot cowboy here.
“His hand is too big, we need yours. See if you can get up in there and turn that foal before we lose it.”
“I’m sorry, what?”
“You heard me. You’ve seen me do this a thousand times. Now it’s your turn. Jump in there and earn some of that college tuition I keep sending your way. You still want to be a vet, right?”
“Yes, but... I’ve seen it done, but I’ve never... I don’t even know what I’d be doing!”
“We’ll talk you through it,” the cowboy stated calmly.
Damn, even his voice sent shivers through my whole body.
“You’re Danny’s daughter, it’s got to be in your blood by now, right?”
The cowboy pulled his hand out of the mare and moved her tail aside so my hand could go where his had just vacated.
Uh, yeah.
I looked back and forth between them in a wide-eyed panic.
“Your dad says you’re going to vet school?”
“Not til fall. I just finished the four-year part, but vet school isn’t til August.”
“Well, you’ll have a jump on everyone else then, won’t you? Come on, I need those hands to save both baby and mama at this point. It’s only weird the first time, I promise.”
He said that last part with a wink
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