intense.
“Anna,” he shouted and slammed into her harder until her couldn’t go anymore. He leaned over her and kissed the back of her neck as his cock throbbed inside of her. Then he slipped out of her and eased them both over and then rolled her onto her side so that she was facing him.
“Think about it.” He stroked her from her waist and over her hip. “I don’t want to lose you.”
“You can’t lose something you never had.” She refused to believe that he had a part of her.
This was a one night—two nights—stand, not a relationship.
He studied her. “You believe that as much as I do. There’s something between us that you can’t deny.”
She gave him a wry smile. “I’ll do my best, though.”
“Come to the championship finals next month in Casper, Wyoming.” He continued to stroke her side. “It would mean a lot to me.”
“I can’t afford to fly there,” she said. “Not on a teacher’s salary. Besides, how many times do I need to remind you that we’re not continuing this relationship? I just don’t want to set myself up for hurt.”
He placed his forehead against hers. “We’ll talk about it in the morning.” She nodded. In the morning she planned to be gone.
Chapter 6
Anna sat with her elbow on her desk, her chin propped in her hand, as she went through her school email. She paused when she came to one with the subject line: Flight and hotel Confirmation for Casper, Wyoming . The confirmation was for Friday afternoon, tomorrow.
Casper? She straightened in her seat. That was where Mike had wanted her to go to watch him in the championship rodeo finals.
She pressed the button to print out the email and then studied the pages. She could have read it on her computer screen, but for some reason she felt the need to hold it. As she looked it over, she saw that it was a round trip ticket, returning on Sunday, along with a hotel confirmation for Friday and Saturday nights.
How had he located her? She had left at four in the morning to make sure that he wouldn’t wake up before she left. It was the coward’s way out, but she couldn’t face seeing him. She didn’t think she was strong enough to say no to him again. All she had left was a note saying goodbye and had signed her first name. She hadn’t left an address, a phone number, or even an email address.
Yet here was a flight confirmation.
He knew she was a teacher in Tucson. All he had to do was get on the school district’s website and view the list of teachers and their email addresses. She had never thought of that possibility.
She stared at the itinerary. Should she go?
No, she was crazy for even thinking about it.
With her mind on the confirmation, she stuffed the pages into her purse, exited out of her work email, and headed home.
Her heart beat faster as she sat in the arena in Casper, waiting for Mike’s name to be called. When it was, her heart leapt. She was both excited to see him and terrified that something might happen to him. She had to remind herself that he was a pro and a world champion at that.
She hadn’t known she was going to actually take the flight until this morning when she packed her bag before class. Even then she knew she could change her mind and not go to the airport when school was over. Yet here she was.
When she arrived at the hotel that had been reserved for her, she had been given an envelope with her name on it. Inside the envelope was a ticket to the rodeo.
She looked at the rider that had just fallen off his bull and was jogging toward the gate and watched as the bull was guided out of the arena.
Mike’s name was called and her heart pounded as a bull burst from the chute, a rider on its back. Even as the terror of a bull tried to throw its rider off, she recognized the rider’s body, his presence.
During the eight seconds, she could see the power he used to stay on the beast and that he had a sort of fluid movement that matched the bull’s, more so than the
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