Free Dark Horse: Bad Boy Cowboy Romance by Samantha Westlake Page B

my glass again - and missed with my first grab. Yes, I was definitely into full-on drunk territory.
    "So, tonight's going well," Marsden commented, once the waiter had returned to refill my glass - and to bring my fiancé the bill. He pulled his credit card out from the inside pocket of his suit coat and slipped it into the leather folder. "Shall we head back to your house for a nightcap, perhaps?"
    I grinned across the table at the man, knowing exactly what he meant. Even despite the stumbles he sometimes made, and his tendency to only talk about himself, my fiancé was a sexy man. He was a big muscular bear, and he always made love with powerful strength, dominating me and seizing what he wanted. Sometimes, I found him a little too rough, but it had been a while for me, now, and I could use a bit of force.
    "You got it, mister!" I replied cheerily, finishing off the last glass of wine in just a few gulps.
    With the bill taken care of, Marsden stood up and helped me to my feet. I leaned on him unsteadily as we headed out of the restaurant, grinning up at him. "So, what're you gonna do to me?" I asked him as he walked me down to where he'd parked the car.
    Marsden smiled back at me. "Oh, I've been missing you like crazy," he replied, letting his hand drop down to give my bottom a little tweak through the dress that covered me. "I'm going to make sure that you're still nice and limber!"
    I landed heavily in the passenger seat of his car, fumbling around and needing a couple of tries to click my seatbelt shut around me. I turned my gaze sideways to look at my fiancé as he climbed into the driver's side beside me. "Yeah, I'm all limber, you sexy man," I replied, not caring about how my words slurred slightly. "In fact, I could show you how limber I am... right now!"
    "Oh, really?" Marsden winked back at me - and then, even as he pulled the car away from the curb and out onto the street, he reached down and popped the button on his suit pants open! "Why don't you slide over here and show me?"
    I eagerly reached for his zipper, pulling it down and opening up his pants. I had to pull his tucked-in shirt out of the way, and as I did so, I noticed that my fiancé was putting on a little bit of weight. His belly hung over his pants slightly, no longer cut and showing off the muscles of his abs.
    Had he always been that way? I wondered foggily to myself. Somehow, I thought that I remembered Marsden taking great care of his body. Had he stopped working out, or somehow gotten out of shape, since I'd last seen him?
    That thought, however, soon fizzled out as I felt his hard rod down beneath the little overhang of his gut, throbbing and as big as I remembered. I gave a little grunt as I pulled it free of his pants and boxers. The angle of the car's seat made it awkward, but I managed to dig it out!
    With his dick out, I wrapped my hand around it, stroking up and down. Marsden kept his eyes forward, but I could feel him breathing a bit heavily as I jerked him off while he drove! Good lord, this had to be one of the more dangerous things I'd ever done!
    "That's it, baby," Marsden grinned as I rubbed up and down his shaft. "Now, why don't you pop your seatbelt off and bring your mouth over here?"
    At that suggestion, however, I paused. "I can't take my seatbelt off!" I exclaimed, looking up at him. "That wouldn't be safe! What if you crashed?"
    "Come on, baby," he wheedled. "It would feel so good to have you sucking me off as I drive! That's the kind of challenge I want!"
    But I remained insistent, shaking my head and pulling my hand back as I straightened back up. "For that, you can wait until we're back at my house," I insisted.
    I saw my fiancé pout, but he didn't make any other comment, thankfully not pushing the issue.
    As I sat up, a sudden thought occurred to me. "Hey, why don't we go back to your place?" I asked, glancing over. "That way, we'd have the place all to ourselves!"
    Marsden frowned. "You should have suggested that