He rocks into her, lets her feel how turned on she makes him. Indian xxx Even just for tonight.”
His heart pounds in his ears. She arches into his touch, avidly seeking the heat of his skin. He’s on borrowed time. It’s almost his undoing. Silver. The poke of the rifle against his spine. “Vodka bottle, second shelf.”
“Uh, Jo,” he says, lowering his hands and shaking his head. Tells her instead of ten years, he only got one. “I want you,” she tells him. His hands run down her arms where they loop around his neck. And the closer he gets to checking out, the harder it’s becoming for him to resist. “You selfish bastard. Well, that’s a naughty development. “I didn’t come here for a drink.”
She chambers a round. Picking up the beer she set out for him, he takes a long drink.
