Free Spurs (Bad Boy Burnetts Book 1) by Lola Rivera Page A

come out to the middle of nowhere.
    Kate had been so excited to bring Daphne and Derek out to the sprawling ranch where she had spent her childhood. Orphaned at seven, she had been raised by her older brothers Cord, Logan and Jay. She had run away from the ranch at her first chance for the big city and had never looked back. Now that she was engaged to Derek, she would have the cosmopolitan life she had always wanted.
    Unlike Kate, Daphne and her brother Derek had led a rather cushy life in Houston. They had both attended the best private schools and had both graduated from top notch universities. Derek now worked with their father and was being groomed to take over the family business. Marrying Kate in the spring was just the next step on the path their parents had laid out for him almost as soon as he had been conceived.
    Daphne, on the other hand, was wandering far from that path. A PhD in astrophysics wasn’t exactly what her mother had planned for her. She was supposed to go to SMU, rush a sorority and get her Mrs. Degree before coming back to Houston to host galas and fundraisers and sit on charity boards and join her mother with the ladies-who-lunch crowd.
    These days bagging a blue-blooded husband with high earning potential and the “right” connections was the last thing on Daphne’s mind. She needed space, some time to decompress after four years of studying astrophysics. She had been planning to run away to Europe with her cousin Lara, but Kate’s invitation to visit the ranch had been a perfect substitute.
    Until she'd met Cord and all her plans were shot to hell.
    Falling in lust with her best friend's oldest brother had to be the very worst thing she had ever done. Not that she had any control over it, of course. It had simply happened. One look at that rough, raw man and she was gone. She smiled wryly at the irony of her situation. Generally she had to beat men off with a stick but the only man she had ever craved wanted nothing to do with her.
    Annoyed, Daphne tossed the magazine onto the coffee table. She heard Cord's bedroom door close and almost instantly the naughty images started. In her mind, Cord undressed slowly, stripping out of those dirty, dusty clothes and revealing inch after delicious inch of tanned, toned body. His thick cock stood at attention. He stroked the length of his rock hard shaft as he pointed to floor in front of him. She hurried to comply, kneeling at his feet and staring up at him with such hunger. She desperately wanted to taste his cum, to suck his cock and hear him groan with pleasure.
    As Daphne entertained her filthy fantasy, she allowed her hands lift up the fabric of her long skirt. Her fingers slid inside her panties and between the lips of her throbbing sex. Eyes closed, she imagined Cord's cock in her mouth as she stroked her clit. The little pearl begged for attention. She flicked her fingers over it as she enjoyed the fantasy of Cord pressing his cock between her wet lips. His phantom fingers tightened in her hair as he pumped his hips and fucked her mouth just the way she wanted. He breathed heavily as he neared his climax.
    The excitement of behaving so wantonly and of risking Cord finding her masturbating on his living room couch only made Daphne hotter. As imaginary Cord came in her mouth, she slid her fingers inside her slick channel and thrust them against that spot that made her toes curl. No lover had ever been able to bring her to climax but she'd never had a problem achieving the Big O on her own.
    With such a dirty fantasy racing through her mind, Daphne had no problem coming now either. She pinched her nipples through the thin fabric of her dress and strummed her clit with her thumb. Mouth open but no noise issuing forth, Daphne came hard.
    She might not be able to have Cord in real life, but in the realm of her fantasies, that man was all hers.

Chapter Two
     
     
    Cord cursed his rotten luck as he stood beneath the pounding spray of his shower head.