And Then You Dance (Crested Butte Cowboys Series Book 2)

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overwhelmed him. He put his arm behind her knees and carried her into the bedroom.
    He set her gently down on the bed, and before she moved away from him, he unbuttoned her shirt. His hands moved to her wrists and undid the buttons there. Lifting her, he pulled her arms out of it. She had a turtleneck on. His hands reached under it, but instead of pushing it up and over her head, his hands found her breasts instead. Her nipples were hard, through the sheer fabric of her bra. He pulled at it, and put his hands on her skin.
    Renie put her hand against his cheek, her fingers trailed down to his neck, inside his collar, and over his collarbone, over the scar there. He’d broken it, nine years ago. She remembered. She remembered everything about him.
    His hands still on her breasts, he stared at her. She closed her eyes. And then she smiled. Billy moved to take her turtleneck off. He’d run out of patience. He wanted her naked against him.
    He reached around and unfastened her bra; she shimmied out of it. His lips found hers, and he kissed her as he kneed her legs apart. His mouth left hers and traveled to her neck and then her shoulders. He licked over her collarbone, as she had run her fingers over his. His lips found her nipple, and he sucked it in. She gasped and arched against him.
    He groaned as he switched to the other breast, teasing her with his tongue. Her hands moved to her jeans, and she started to unfasten them. His hands stopped her.
    “I want to do it,” he said, lifting himself away from her. His hands finished what they stopped hers from doing, dragging her jeans down her long legs. He slid down further and put her legs over his shoulders. Her hands went to his hair as he rested his head against her. He nuzzled her, breathing in deeply and groaned again.
    Renie lay there, still, almost holding her breath.
    His mouth trailed kisses over her, “I want you to fall apart for me Renie. I want to watch you fall apart.” She gripped the sheets and did as he asked her to.
     
    Renie continued to watch him as he stood and took off his clothes. He reached behind her where she saw he left a box of condoms on her headboard, right next to the picture of them. It brought a smile to her face.
    “Stocked up today,” he said as he ripped one open.
    “I want you,” she murmured.
    Billy’s jaw locked, his shoulders tensed and his gaze went from heated to scorching. He drove into her hard and fast while she continued to watch his determined face. She saw everything in his face. Billy loved her.
    When they came together, it emptied her mind of any thoughts other than how it felt to be this close, this inseparable from him. She held onto him, refusing to release her hold. His gaze came to hers as he held her as tightly as she held him.
     
    She’d be tired the next morning, but he couldn’t stop himself from waking her throughout the night. He’d drift off, but then her body next to his would wake him again. He couldn’t sleep through his body’s pull to her. He wanted to kiss her everywhere. When he trailed kisses down her side, from the soft skin under her arm, down her waist, to her hips, she giggled. When his lips moved across her pelvis, she groaned. He loved the sound of her—giggling, groaning, screaming in pleasure. He wanted all her sounds, all her love, all her everything.
     
    Renie made him promise he’d go out on the road the next weekend. As much as he didn’t want to, he knew she was right. He needed to get back out there and figure out why his heart wasn’t in saddle bronc riding anymore. Was it winning the championship? Had once been enough, and now the fire was out? He didn’t care about competing. He’d been competing all his life, and now he didn’t care. He couldn’t understand it himself, how could he explain it to her or anyone else.
    Something pulled at him, telling him it was time to move on to the next chapter of his life, he just didn’t know what it was.
     
    His second night in Rapid

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