Excerpt © Paige Tyler, 2012
Blaine showed up promptly at eight that night. Having spent the rest of the afternoon and most of the evening thinking about what she had
planned, Heather was already turned on as hell and only barely restrained herself from jumping him the minute Clint let him in. But the
anticipation only made what all three of them were about to do even sexier.
Heather greeted him with a long, slow kiss, then smiled pulled away to smile up at him. “Ready to demonstrate some more of those talents I
witnessed today, sugar?”
He grinned. “Yes, ma’am.”
Pulse quickening, she took Blaine’s hand and led him down the hallway, stopping in front of a door at the far end. Clint followed, his dark
eyes glinting with excitement. Giving the men a sultry look, she opened the door and led the way down the steps to the part of the house
she and Clint affectionately called the “playroom.” The comfortable couch, plasma TV and king-size bed wouldn’t have looked out of place
in any finished basement. The spanking implements and bondage gear, on the other hand, most assuredly would. As would the expensive
leather saddle sitting on a stand to one side of the room.
Heather turned to see Blaine’s reaction to the sex toys, and found him regarding them with a mix of surprise and intrigue. There was a
small smile playing around the corners of his lips, too. As if he was already thinking about which of those toys he’d like to try out. Her pulse
Unlike last night, Clint was going to participate instead of simply watching, so Heather wasn’t surprised when he took the lead. Coming over
to her, he circled behind to wrap his arms around her waist. His erection pressed up against her ass, hard and throbbing inside his jeans,
and she felt her pussy spasm in response. Pushing her long hair to one side, he pressed a kiss to the curve of her neck. His free hand
found the knot on the sash of her short robe, deftly untying it. She was naked underneath the garment and when it fell open, he ran his
hand up her midriff to cup her breast.
On the other side of the room, Blaine devoured them with his eyes as Clint teased her nipple with one hand while cupping her sex with the
other. Heather licked her lips, turned on as much from Blaine watching them as she was from Clint touching her.
Her husband brushed her ear with his lips, his breath blowing shivers across her. “Time to mount up, babe.”
At the command, Heather slipped her robe off her shoulders and walked over to the saddle. Putting one foot in the stirrup, she gracefully
swung her other leg over the side. But instead of sitting down on the saddle like she would if she were riding a horse, though, she leaned
forward so that the upper half of her body was on the seat. The position forced her to arch her back, which put her bare ass up in the air
and her pussy on display for the men. It also put her clit in perfect contact with on the cantle, and she couldn’t help griding against the
leather as she made herself comfortable. Then she wrapped her hands around the saddle horn and gave the two men a come-and-get-me
look over her shoulder.
Clint walked past her and over to the shelf with the bondage gear. Well, one of the shelves, anyway. She already knew what he was
getting, but her heart still beat wildly when she saw him pick up the rubber bit gag. Not only did the horse-style bit go hand-in-hand with the
equine theme, but it always got her aroused as hell.
When Cint offered the gag to her, Heather obediently opened her mouth so he could put it between her teeth. A quiver went though her as
he buckled the gag behind her neck, and she let out a little whimper. When he was done, he ran his hand down her back and over the
curve of her derriere to tease her exposed pussy with his fingers. She lifted her bottom higher, silently begging for more, only to be
rewarded with a hard smack on the ass.
Startled, she squealed against the gag.
Her husband chuckled wickedly. “Your pussy will get plenty of attention after Blaine and I tan this gorgeous ass of yours.”
Blaine. She’d been so caught up in what Clint was doing she forgot the ranch hand was there.
She turned her head to glance at him, and caught her breath. Dang, if he didn’t look like he’d just like to eat her right up. And dang, if she
didn’t want him to. After her spanking, of course.
Heather held her breath as Clint surveyed the spanking implements hanging on the wall. There were paddles of every shape, size and
thickness, as well as straps, floggers and riding crops, so he had a lot to choose from. He must have wanted to keep with the equine theme
because he picked the black riding crop with the loop on the end. She trembled just from the thought of him using it on her.
Clint glanced at Blaine, then jerked his head at the remaining spanking implements on the wall. “Take your pick.”
Blaine’s eyes locked with Heather’s for a moment before he walked over to browse the selection. He spent a long time considering the
paddles, even taking a few of the wood ones off their hooks to smack them experimentally against his hand, but in the end, he decided on
a strap. Two inches wide and made of supple leather, it was one of her favorite things to get spanked with.
Clint crossed the room to stand beside her, where he flicked the slapper at the tip of the crop against his jean-clad leg. Heather blinked up
at him expectantly.
“Ready for your spanking, babe?”
She nodded, mumbling around the gag as she presented her ass even higher in the air.
|AND THE RANCH HAND MAKES THREE
Book Two in The Cowboy Series
Sequel to the bestselling KARLEIGH'S COWBOYS!
In this sequel to Karleigh’s Cowboys, Heather Collins and her husband Clint hire hunky new
ranch hand Blaine Saunders. While he clearly has the qualifications to work on a ranch, Heather
and Clint are more interested in how good he is in bed.
Clint gets turned on by watching his wife have sex with other men, and since Heather is more
than happy to oblige, she doesn’t waste any time seducing Blaine. She and the new ranch hand
go from knocking boots in the barn to putting on a show for her husband before finally engaging
in a kinky threesome that involves bondage, spanking and some scorching hot sex for all three
|4 Hearts from Another Look Books Reviews!
Wow the second half of the series was even hotter than the first half. And The Ranch Hand Makes Three dabbles in a little of each of the
erotic genres. There is voyeurism, bondage, spankings, orals, threesomes and a whole lot more. Clint and his wife, Heather have some
serious kink fetishes and their new ranch hand, Blaine was very happy to oblige.
I liked that Paige Tyler wrote that the hunky Blaine was all new to this sort of kink. Although he was not virginal by any means, I did like
that he had never spanked before nor had he participated in a threesome with a married couple before. The initial offer made to him by
Heather, made him have to think about it for few days. The delay helped with the climatic group finale. (Which was extremely hot). More
Than a Cowboy was really good book with two really great stories so it is a perfect fitting for my 4 heart rating. I am going to have to look
up what other erotic stories Paige Tyler has put out.
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