Big Filthy Cowboy – Courage County Cowboys Read Online Mia Brody

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30892 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
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“He actually made me feel light-headed,” I confess. I’ve seen a lot of hot guys since moving to Courage County, but there’s something special about Barrett.

“Are you sure you remembered your salt pills today?” Dotty teases, knowing full well that those big white pills help with the frequent dizzy spells I experience.

Before I can respond, the bell above the door jingles. It’s just after lunch which is the normal quiet time in the bakery. I get most of my customers first thing in the morning or late in the afternoon when everyone is craving that sugary rush to get them through until dinner.

I turn with a smile on my lips, ready to greet my customer when I see Barrett. He strides to the counter with a determined glint in his eye.

I gulp and tell Dotty, “I’ll have to call you back later.”

Before she can ask what’s going on, I end the call.

He gives me a grin. I swear it’s nearly the same expression Coco gets every time she foils the doggy gate and makes her way into the kitchen. “I’m here to take you up on your offer.”

I narrow my eyes at him, doing my best to look intimidating. Granted, my chin barely comes to the height of the counter. I step around it so he can get the full effect of being glared at by a five-foot, two-inch girl with powdered sugar dusting her apron. I’m certain I look like one fierce baker right now.

He holds up the brightly colored note that I instantly recognize from his treat box. “You said I could come by anytime to sample the frosting.”

It’s not my imagination that his voice drops on the last word. “I thought you were a kid!”

His smirk sets my panties on fire and makes my core ache. “Take a good look, darlin’. I’m all grown up and itching to lick your sweet frosting.”

I roll my eyes, trying desperately to ignore how empty my body is. I’ve never craved to be filled this way before. “What will you have?”

He steps closer, his voice falling to a sultry whisper. “You’re thinking about it now, about how it’d feel for me to drop to my knees and lick that sweet cream.”

I try to feign outrage, like I don’t secretly love the dirty things coming out of his mouth. We just met. This whole day has been insane. “Why are you making it sound so filthy?”

He reaches for my hand, and I let him. I let him pull my hand up to his lips. He kisses each knuckle one by one, his soft beard rasping against my sticky hand. “Because you’re a good girl who’s craving something filthy. We both know you’re squeezing your little thighs together right now. And if I put my fingers in your panties, I’d find them damp.”

I whimper at the sight of my small hand in his big, work-roughened one. Energy crackles around us, the filthy cowboy reminding me of a summer thunderstorm. Unexpected and powerful. He’s a force to be reckoned with, one that’s already making me soaking wet. “You’re not tiny bear.”

“Nothing about me is tiny, sweetheart,” he promises, with a hint of a southern boy drawl. What is it about this country boy with his big, strong body that hints at years of demanding, sweaty work? Would he be just as sweaty in bed? Would the sweat roll from his skin onto mine as he thrust deep inside my body?

I snatch my hand back, trying to clear the mental image from my mind. I definitely don’t need to be wondering how his sweat would taste. This is Linda’s son. Linda who I like. Linda who treats me like a daughter. “There was clearly a misunderstanding. I thought you were a young boy which obviously you’re not. So why don’t you pick a donut on the house, and we’ll call it even?”

“There’s only one treat I’m craving. I won’t settle for less than your sweet cream, Sadie.” The way he says my name. I could dissolve into a puddle of happiness right here. He could scoop me up and carry me around in a bucket for the rest of time.

I need to get away from him, away from this ache he’s creating. “That’s not on the menu.”

He smirks. “Not yet. How about this? Instead of a donut on the house, let me take you on a date.”

My girl parts are completely on-board with spending more time with the hot cowboy, but the rational part of my brain knows that’s a terrible idea. “I don’t think so.”

He tucks a strand of hair that’s come loose from my hairnet back up. His fingertips brush the shell of my ear and send a shiver down my spine. “Why not? Afraid you might like being my good girl?”

“No!” I step back. I have to put some distance between us, or I’ll never be able to resist this man. “I have plans tonight. Very important stuff.”


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