The third book in the Redheads & Ranchers series, ANNA’S HEART, came out Tuesday.
It’s the story of rancher Anna Graves, a young woman who helps run her family’s Wyoming guest ranch. Since the tragic loss of her firefighter fiance some years earlier, she’s content to teach horseback riding to tourists by and read smutty romance novels by night.
When Hollywood royalty Angus McGregor books a month at Sweetwater Ranch, Anna’s world is turned upside down. He’s there to learn the basics of horsemanship and to prepare for the new Western film he’ll be shooting at the end of summer.
Neither counted on a romantic entanglement, but somehow, love always finds a way.
Here’s a steamy snippet from ANNA’S HEART.
After they finished eating, Angus wandered back over to the edge and sat with his feet dangling over the side. He held out his hand toward her. “Come sit with me.” His tone was soft.
Anna shook her head. “Nope. Un-uh, no way.”
“Come on,” he encouraged softly with a roguish grin.
Torn between her abject fear of heights and the desire she felt for him that she was only now beginning to acknowledge to herself, Anna debated what to do. Ultimately, Angus’s bright blue eyes won out.
On shaky legs, she made her way toward him, grasping his hand in hers as she sat on the rock and scooted the last couple of feet to the edge. When she was beside him, he wrapped a protective arm around her waist while she continued to clutch his other hand.
“Holy shit,” she muttered.
“See, yer safe as houses.”
Anna laughed in spite of herself. “Safe as what?”
“Safe as houses,” he repeated with the exaggerated brogue that tingled her nether regions. “I willna’ let anythin’ happen to ye, I promise.”
Nodding distractedly, she gazed out across the valley. From this height, the cattle in the pasture below looked like ants, and the guest cabins, like shoeboxes. She mentally counted from the one nearest the lodge to find her own home.
As though he read her mind, Angus gestured with his elbow. “I can see my cabin from here. And yers, too, come tae that.” He turned to smile down at her. “This is a beautiful place. So much better than simply riding around the ring.”
“I’m glad you like it,” she said happily.
Anna’s eyes were once again drawn to his full, soft lips, and she almost forgot that she was sitting on the edge of the steep drop-off.
When she pulled her gaze back up to his eyes, she saw heat there and knew that he probably saw the same in her own eyes.
“Anna,” he whispered, gently cupping her cheek. He drew his thumb across her lips, and she kissed it.
She reached to stroke his jaw, smiling as he turned his head to press a kiss to her palm. Leaning forward, she kissed the space just below his ear lobe, feeling the prickle of his stubble against her lips.
Wrapping a protective arm more tightly around her waist, Angus pulled her toward himself and met her lips with his own. Her fear momentarily forgotten, Anna opened to him, softly sucking his lower lip, reveling in the scratching of his stubble against her chin. She ventured forward with her tongue, shyly seeking his. A low growl emanated from his chest as he pulled her closer and deepened the kiss.
“D’ye want tae move away from the edge,” he murmured.
Anna nodded breathlessly.
Carefully, Angus stood, offering a hand to Anna. They walked back to the blanket where they’d enjoyed lunch.
Anna nervously cleared her throat. “Do you want some more pie or some water or something?”
Angus shook his head, the flicker of heat still sparkling in his eyes. He sat on the blanket and patted the space beside himself.
Heart pounding, Anna sat beside him, biting her lower lip anxiously.
“Now, where were we?” he asked softly as he reached for her.
Again, Anna lost herself in his kiss, so deep and intimate and knowing. This time, his right hand crept up her side, stopping at the top of her rib cage. Angus broke the kiss, his eyelids heavy with desire. “Is this alright, Anna?” he whispered.
“Yes,” she breathed fervently.
Lips curled in a relieved smile, Angus returned his lips to hers while his hand continued its migration to cup her breast, to knead it, seeking out the nipple that was now pert with his attention.
Anna arched into his hand, moaning lightly when he found his target.
Gently, he lay her on the blanket, breaking the kiss again to gaze down at her with a mixture of lust and admiration. “Och, Anna, yer breathtaking.”
He tugged down the neckline of her pink scoop-neck t-shirt to reveal one cup of her pale-pink bra. Leaning down, he trailed a line of kisses down the side of her neck to her collarbone. Anna closed her eyes and raised her arms over her head, giving herself over to the sensation of Angus’s lips on her skin.
Peeling back the cup of her bra, he teased her tight pink nub with the tip of his tongue. Anna gasped in pleasure as he pulled it into his mouth and suckled voraciously. She felt a rush of moisture in her core, and recalling the magnificent cock she’d inadvertently seen the day she had walked in on him, she suddenly wanted nothing more than for him to bury himself deep inside her.
“Angus,” she breathed, sliding her hand up his thigh to where his erection strained against the confines of his blue jeans.
He gasped and reached for her hand. “Och, Anna, ya canno’, I’ll never be able to stand it,” he half-whispered, half growled.
Wide-eyed, she blinked up at him as she felt her face flush. “But…why?” she whispered, her throat tight.
His smile was gentle, and he pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Because I dinna come prepared, if ye know wha’ I mean. I don’t suppose yer on birth control?”
Anna shook her head ruefully. “Not since…” She trailed off, unwilling to think about Sawyer while she ached with desire for Angus.
He nodded, his smile resigned. “Then I reckon we’ll hae to make do with m’ hand for now.”
A jolt of pure lust surged through Anna’s veins at the thought of Angus touching her so intimately. She actually moaned softly, and he laughed.
“I take it that’s okay wi’ you,” he chuckled.
Anna tried unsuccessfully to suppress a grin as he leaned down and lifted the hem of her shirt, pressing kisses from just below her navel to the waist of her jeans. With his hand, he slowly traveled up the inside of her thigh until he came to the space between her legs, where he began to rub slow, languid circles.
“Holy shit,” she moaned softly, tilting her face up toward the sun, and squeezing her eyes shut.
Angus chuckled against her belly then moved up to hungrily kiss her again. When he removed his hand, she groaned in disappointment.
“Patience, love,” he chuckled. “I need tae be closer.”
He unbuttoned her jeans and lowered the zipper. When Anna risked a look down, he grinned up at her mischievously. “Och, Anna, the things I want tae do to ye.”
Eyes locked on hers, he placed his hand flat on her belly and slowly slid beneath the waist of her pink lace bikini panties to her needy space that was now soaked with her arousal. As three strong fingers cupped her sex, Anna gasped again. “Holy shit!”
“Just enjoy, love,” he murmured as he began to repeat the same slow circles he’d done over her jeans.
Anna’s breath came in ragged gasps as she felt the sensation building in her sex. She felt a renewed rush of arousal just as he reached inside with a finger, gently seeking her secret space. Almost immediately, her release rolled over her in waves, and she cried out her pleasure. With her body still shuddering, she shakily reached for his hand.
“S-stop, I can’t… Shit! I can’t take…” she panted.
Gently, Angus withdrew his finger and popped it into his mouth. At Anna’s shocked expression, he laughed. “I couldna’ resist a taste.”
He reached into the backpack for a napkin and wiped his hand before using it to clean her as well. Then he straightened her jeans and lay beside her on the blanket, pulling her to himself.
Eyes closed, Anna reveled in the warmth of his body, his steady pulse, the strength of his embrace, his spiced musk scent. She felt him press a kiss to her forehead, and she sighed deeply.
“So ya liked it, then?” he murmured, and she felt his smile against her forehead.
“I did, it was amazing. It seems like it’s your turn now.” She reached between them, searching for his cock, but he stopped her again.
“No, I want to wait for the real thing,” he said softly. “When we get back to the ranch, I’ll go to the pharmacy in town. That way, I’ll be ready for next time.”
Anna frowned slightly. “I thought you were planning to get some work done this afternoon.”
His chuckle was low and throaty. “Tha’ was before I became acquainted with Anna Graves, sex goddess. M’ priorities have changed.”
“Have they?” she giggled.
“Aye, they have.”
“Then maybe we should head back. I wouldn’t want to be responsible for ruining your career.”ANNA’S HEART by Pandora Spocks
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