Free Cowboy Love by Sandy Sullivan

of my favorite spots. I come up here a lot to think. I've written several songs up here, actually."
"Really?"
    "Yeah." He kicked the dirt under the toe of his boot nervously. "Maybe I'll play one for you sometime."
    "Cool. I like to listen to you sing."
    "I'm going to turn the truck around so we can sit on the tailgate. I'll be right back."
    He backed up so the rear of the truck sat near the edge of the bluff.
    When she saw what he carried, she raised a questioning eyebrow. "A blanket?"
    "This thing will hurt your butt if you sit on it too long. At least the blanket will pad things a little." He spread it out on the bare metal and she sat down.
    "Perfect," she said, slipping off her shoes and leaving them in the grass as she started swinging her legs.
    Tanner sat beside her, staring out into the night as the music from the radio drifted on the breeze to their ears. She hummed along, hearing one of her favorite songs.
    "You can sing pretty well yourself." He grinned as he glanced back at her.
    "Yeah, right. I can't sing to save my life, although I used to in the high school choir, but that encompassed at least fifty other people. I could lose my voice in theirs."
    Smiling, Tanner said, "We all have to start somewhere, I guess."
    "Does anyone else in your family sing? I mean professionally?"
    "Not really. My dad and my uncle play some and mess around, but it's not like they have attempted a career or anythin'."
    "Where have you traveled with the band?" Curiosity about his life here got the better of her, although she wasn't sure why. Her body was acutely aware of his, and by asking, it kept things on a lighter note than replaying his kisses in her mind or imaging his cock between her legs.
    "We've done gigs all over, but mostly here in Texas. Things are pretty steady at Pete's. I usually play at least one day every weekend, and one or two days during the week. The crowds are excellent those nights."
    "That's good. It gives you some steady income. I'm sure it helps the fan base, too. You seem to be pretty popular with the locals or at least the women, anyway."
    A bit shyly, he dropped his head to hide the blush on his cheeks.
    "You're blushing!" She laughed as she placed her hand on his forearm. His eyes focused on her hand for a moment, before he lifted his gaze to hers and the raw desire reflected there took her breath away.
    The first notes of Clay Walker singing Hypnotize the Moon reached their ears, as she whispered, "This is one of my favorite songs."
    He scooted off the tailgate and held out his hand. "Would you dance with me?"
    Not saying a word, she placed her hand in his as her bare feet touched the soft blanket of grass under them. Holding his gaze, she stepped into his arms with a satisfied sigh.
    He pulled her close, near enough her breasts brushed his chest as she heard a groan rumble in his throat. Her cheek came to rest against his as she felt the whisper of his breath at her ear and she shivered. Her fingers touched the softness of the hair at his nape, making her fingertips tingle.
    Their bodies moved as one, with the lyrics of the song drifting on the breeze and settling in her heart.
    Oh lord, Amy, you are in trouble now.
His lips touched her skin where the collarbone and shoulder met, infusing her with heat that settled between her thighs in a heady pool. The little straps of her dress did nothing to shield her from the softness of his kiss. Her legs got weak as his tongue darted out, capturing the salt as she moaned softly.
    When the song ended, she pulled back in his arms just far enough she could see his face. His eyes had turned to a deep, chocolate brown, and as they skimmed over her, her cheeks heated as her body grew warm from his look.
    When his gaze settled on her mouth, her lips parted in silent invitation, and a small sigh escaped. She knew he had every intention of devouring her mouth under his in a kiss that would knock her socks off, just like the others. As his stare moved back up her face and