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.He was big so he d have to becareful.And once he was inside her,she d probably want long slow strokes.She d probablyexpect him to be a gentlemanand not press his cock in fully but keep his strokesshallow.Not an option.He felt exactly like Grayhawk, his prize black stallion,mating with Leyla, a lovelyArabian filly.Horses coupled violently; it s how naturedesigned them.Cooper usuallykept the owners from seeing it, because they all hadromantic visions about theirstallions, attributing to them a nobility and courtlinessstallions simply didn t possess.Grayhawk was 1,300 pounds of pure male, pound forpound one of the strongestanimals on the face of the earth.While mating,Greyhawk had bitten Leyla s neck sohard he d drawn blood and his sharp hooves hadnicked her flanks.If Cooper wasn t careful, that s exactly how he dmount Sally Anderson.Frombehind, using his strength to pound into her, holdingher down with his hands andbiting her neck.The idea horrified him and he tried to direct histhoughts away from the image, triedto ignore the prickling hot feelings that image sparked.Tried to remember that, unlikeGrayhawk, he was supposed to be civilized.Cooper did his damnedest not to notice that SallyAnderson s breasts were smalland high and round.His cupped hand was probablylarger than her breasts.He dalways thought of himself as a breast man, the biggerthe better, but what he d been wasan asshole.All of a sudden he could see that the oldsaying a woman s breast shouldfit into a champagne glass was absolutely true.Andhere he d gone for women whosebreasts would fit into the ice bucket.She was wearing a sweater and if he looked carefully while trying to hide just howcarefully he was looking he could see the faintoutline of her nipple.It was small anddelicate and probably tasted like a tiny cherry.And her ass Jesus, he couldn t tear his eyes awayfrom it when she bent to checkthe biscuits in the oven.Slender but round.Perfect.He had big hands that would fit perfectly over eachcheek to hold her still while hewas thrusting into her& What do you think, Coop? Rafael s childish voiceasked.I think fucking Sally Anderson is the best idea I ve everhad.Cooper blinked, horrified.Had he said that aloud? If so, he d just have to gooutside and shoot himself.Helooked around frantically.Maybe he hadn t blurted it out because no one wasopenmouthed with disgust.They were all looking at him expectantly.What thefuck had they been talking about? Itsounded like a yes or no question, so Cooper took ashot at answering.He had a 50percent chance of getting it right. Yes, he said.Rafael shot his fist in the air,  Yesss!Bernie looked pleased and Sally was smiling.Cooperwondered if he d just agreedto something irrevocable, like signing away the DoubleC to some cult.It couldn t have been earth-shattering, though.Everyone continued sitting aroundthe table smiling and eating.The food was deliciousand they finished every bite.Therewasn t a crumb left when Sally stood. Leave that, Cooper said suddenly, when she made togather up the dishes. Youve done more than enough.My men will take care ofit. Okay. She dusted her hands. I m sure glad the twoof you have patched thingsup.Patched things up? Cooper and Bernie exchangedblank looks. Patched what up?Cooper asked.Sally rolled her eyes in exasperation. Well, far be itfrom me to raise painfulmemories, but the two of you were at each other sthroats a little while ago. Oh, that, Cooper said, with a shrug. Didn t meananything. Just getting rid of a little stress, Bernie agreed. Men. Sally shook her head. When I want to relievestress I do something relaxing,like taking a walk or reading a good book instead ofbashing someone s head in.Speaking of which  She turned to Cooper. I wantedto ask you something. About bashing people s heads in? Cooper wasstartled.He hadn t put her down asa violent woman. No.Reading. She propped her chin on her hand anddirected the full force of thatturquoise gaze at him. I need to ask you something. Anything, Cooper replied immediately, then sawBernie grin like a fool andswivel his head back and forth between the two ofthem.Unfortunately, Bernie was toofar away for a kick under the table. We owe it to you,he added, looking at Berniepointedly. Your books, Sally said. My what? Cooper asked, surprised. Books, she sighed [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]