Two Point Proposition by Mary Winter
Erotic contemporary cowboy romance
ménage (M/F/M and M/M/F) with M/M scenes
Cover art by Valerie Tibbs
Release Date: 01/07/10
Price $3.50

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BLURB:

Sydney let her good friend Blake stay at her farm with the self-imposed condition of not acting on her attraction to him. Then she meets Luke, a bisexual cowboy who wants both of them. What’s a girl to do, but make a two point proposition?

 EXCERPT:

Blake’s mouth went dry. His cock leapt in his briefs, balls tightening with the memory of how long it’d been since he’d gotten laid. He turned away, not wanting to go down this road. Not with a cowboy who seemed to fuck everything on two legs. Sydney might be more than capable of making her own decisions, but Blake didn’t think Luke should be hitting on both of them. “I have work to do.”

“You know she wants you.” Luke casually tossed the statement to Blake.

He spun. “Leave her out of this.”

Luke’s eyebrow winged up. “Oh, so you do care.” He grinned. “I wondered.”

Blake ducked beneath the cross-tie and went toe-to-toe with the cowboy. “I do care. And if you do anything to hurt Sydney, I guarantee you that the rankest bronc you’ve ever ridden will seem like a child’s pony compared to what I will do to you. Got it?”

Luke’s heavy hand settled on Blake’s shoulder. “Oh yeah, I read you loud and clear.” With a swiftness that surprised Blake, Luke spun him against the stall until his back touched the wooden door. Closing in, he pinned his hips against Blake’s. “I bet when you get all unbuttoned in bed, you’re a hot fuck.” Dipping his head, he gave Blake a hard, bruising kiss.

The instant Luke’s lips touched his, Blake’s body knew exactly what to do, even if his mind was somewhere out in “oh no” land. His mouth opened, his hand grabbing Luke’s lean hips to pull them even closer. Luke’s erection rubbed against Blake’s stomach, and he groaned against the cowboy’s mouth.

Lust, pure and simple, unfurled through his veins. To get naked and fuck right there. Up against the stall, in the hay pile, the location didn’t matter. All that did matter was the fact that he needed to see, feel, touch, and taste Luke’s cock.

In the stall behind him, a horse snorted.

Blake stiffened. His lips stilled. Beneath his fingers, Luke’s muscles bunched, flexed, and Blake knew he’d done a very bad thing. He pulled away and shoved against Luke’s chest. “No.”

Luke took a couple steps back, his hands loose at his sides. “What?”

“I said no.” Blake crossed his arms over his chest.

“Why not? We’re both adults. We want each other. If I felt right, you want me a lot.” Luke glanced at Blake’s crotch and mirrored his pose. “So why not?”

“You were kissing Sydney not that long ago, for starters. Look, I’m not some schoolboy who doesn’t know his own mind. You’re hot. I want you. But I’m not doing this.”

“I was kissing Sydney. A kiss. That’s all it was. It’s not like we’re engaged or something and I’m banging you on the side.” Luke sat on a tack trunk and stretched out his long legs.

Blake tried not to focus on them, or on the tight denim around Luke’s thighs. Luke’s erection tented his jeans, making quite the picture with his large belt buckle. Blake’s mouth went dry. He pondered Luke’s words, the carefree feelings they evoked so at odds with his own caution that Blake wondered if maybe, this time, he’d be wrong.

No, he couldn’t be. Sydney was his friend. His very good friend who had graciously allowed him to move his operations to her farm. He couldn’t screw that up. Not this time. “Sydney’s my friend. You want her. That’s fine. I won’t stand in the way. But you can’t get both of us.”

Outside the barn, he heard the crunch of tires on gravel. Shit! She’d returned home. He glanced toward the door, but didn’t see her. He wanted this conversation over and done with before she’d even heard a whisper, even a hint of it.

Luke laughed. “You haven’t been paying attention to her friend Katie, have you? Daniel and James are good friends of mine. Apparently they worked out the kinks in their relationship. You don’t think we could do the same?”

Blake shook his head. “That’s not my call to make. This is Sydney’s place.”

“And the fact that I’m bisexual doesn’t change that? You think I’m looking for the kind of happy ever after that Daniel and James ended up with?” Luke snorted. “That doesn’t happen for men like me. I’m just out for a good time.”

“Then you should look somewhere else,” Blake said, his voice suddenly cold. “Because I don’t want you messing with Sydney.”

Luke whistled. He glanced out the door, and Blake hoped he couldn’t see Sydney. Or if he did, that she was heading into the house and away from this train wreck. “You want her, don’t you?”