Holt Coleman runs the Rescue Ranch with his five brothers. A project initiated by their parents and supported by the entire family. They rescue abused women, and abused horses. Two very different ventures with more similarities than expected, both are suffering from past trauma and have lost the ability to trust. Currently, the ranch needs a new house mother to welcome and assist the women who are seeking safety here. When convicted murderer Aurora Bickman applies Holt’s intrigued by her application and her past. When he meets her he knows he has to have her, as an employee, as a lover and as her daddy.
Aurora Bickman was released from prison early given her good behavior and prison overcrowding. Most people thought she didn’t serve long enough but they also didn’t know her sentence began shortly after she married her deceased husband. Feeling as though she’s imposed on her best friend’s hospitality long enough, and even though she’s scared beyond belief, she is ready to start her life over on her terms. Surprised she has an interview and worried she’ll be rejected, she pushes the feelings aside and takes a chance at the Rescue Ranch. When she sees the gorgeous ranch and meets the handsome Holt Coleman, she feels as if her dreams have a chance to come true. In more ways than one.
This is book one in the Rescue Ranch series and can be enjoyed independently.
Publisher’s Note: This sexy, Daddy Dom, cowboy romance contains elements of danger, adventure, mystery, sensual themes and power exchange and is intended for adults only. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.
Aurora pushed away her plate. She was so worried about her failure in the kitchen she’d forgotten about the wonderful things that were supposed to happen tonight. She took a bite of her salad and said, “I’m nervous.”
“Then let’s get past that.” He slapped his hands together and crumbs fell to his plate. “Stand up, baby bear.”
“Don’t ever question me.” He took her hand and pulled her to her feet. “When I give you an order you obey, baby bear.”
“Yes, sir,” she said. She wore shorts and a tank top. She’d planned on putting on a sundress, but she hadn’t had time to change before he got here. He led her to the couch then took a step back.
“Undo your shorts and push them and your panties down, let them sink to your ankles.”
Her hands shook as she obeyed his order. She was nervous, yet excited for what was about to happen. When her shorts and panties were around her ankles he crouched down so his face was right next to her pussy. She moved her hands to cover it and he pushed them away.
“Hiding your beauty from me can earn you a punishment,” he said. He ran his finger down her slit, and she moved her hand to stop him. The look he gave her made her knees feel like melted butter. “Clasp your hands behind your back.”
Aurora trembled as she did what he asked. He ran his finger down her slit again and said, “Someone’s as wet as the morning dew.” He put both hands on her and parted her folds. “You may be nervous, but your body wants this more than you know.”
Oh good heavens his voice was low, and so incredibly sexy. Her nipples hardened and her body shook. She’d never experienced these feelings before. Usually she just prayed for it to be over.
“Yes,” she managed to say. She put her clasped hands on the arm of the sofa to keep herself balanced. When his finger touched her clit she gasped. He stood, and used both hands to pull her top over her head, then he tugged her bra down so her breasts popped free. “Well lookie what we have here. Nice, hard nipples.”
He clasped her hips as he bent to suck her, taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking it deeply before he released it and started on the second. Between her legs her clit throbbed, seeking attention.
Holt continued to suckle, and Aurora’s legs trembled. As his mouth worked her nipples, he kept one hand on her hip, then let the other drop between her legs. He found her clit and rubbed it between his fingers. Heat rose in her unlike anything she’d ever felt before. Her legs were jelly now, and if it hadn’t been for his hand on her hip she would have tumbled to the ground.
He continued to rub her clit, and her hips started to move back and forth; that’s when he pinched, and the world around her exploded. Aurora’s body shook, her eyes pulsed, and her heart leapt. She collapsed over the arm of the couch, and for a moment his fingers left her clit, but then returned just as quickly as they had left.
Was that her screaming? Or crying? Or whatever noise was assailing her ears. Someone was caressing her thighs and she looked up. Holt’s hands were no longer between her legs. His touch was soft and gentle, something she’d never felt before.
Should she say thank you? Should she ask for another one? What was she supposed to do?
“You okay?” he whispered softly.
“I think so,” she managed to say.
“Good.” His sexy smile made her moan. “At the risk of sounding crass, I’m hungry. I’m going to need my strength because later tonight Papa Bear is going to fuck you until you come again.” He leaned down and kissed her pussy before he said, “And again.” This time his tongue swept over her slit and Aurora moaned as he said, “And again.”