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his warm, hard body pressed up against her own soft form was absolute heaven. She wanted him to bury his cock in her achy, wet pussy right now. She moaned with unrequited desire as he pulled his mouth from hers, resting his forehead against her own as they panted for breath and stared into each other’s passion-glazed eyes.
    “I want you, Tara. We both want you. You are not leaving here again. We’re not going to let you. And if I ever hear you talk the way you did before, I’ll put you over my knee and spank your ass till its pink. Do you understand?” Johnny growled.
    Tara took a step back from Johnny, watching him warily, her breathing fast. She couldn’t believe he had just kissed her, told her that he and Clay wanted her. She didn’t know if she believed him or if she was just another conquest. Another notch on their bedpost. Her emotions were in turmoil, and she couldn’t have answered him if her life depended on it. She wrapped her arms around her body protectively and turned her back to him. She stood leaning against the corral fence as she stared into the distance.
    Whack. Tara jumped and spun around to stare at Johnny, her eyes wide in disbelief that he had just spanked her on the ass.
    “I asked you a question, Tara. Don’t you ever turn your back on me again. Now answer me, or I will put you over my knee right here, right now. I will bare your ass and paddle you good, and I don’t care who sees.”
    “Yes. I understand,” Tara replied in a husky, quiet voice.
    “Good. Now, what the hell are you doing out here? You’re supposed to be resting,” Johnny stated with narrowed eyes.
    “I needed some fresh air. I feel fine, and I haven’t done anything. I have had just about as much rest as I can stand. I was beginning to get cabin fever,” Tara replied, thrusting her chin at Johnny defiantly.
    Tara and Johnny turned at the sound of pounding horse hooves. Clay was heading their way. Tara didn’t think she was up to dealing with Clay after her altercation with Johnny. Johnny had shocked her. He had always been so easygoing. He was always smiling, friendly, and such a flirt. Tara had never seen the dominant side of Johnny before. Clay was the more serious of the two brothers. He had always laid down the law and kept her in line. He still smiled a lot, but with Clay she never knew when she had pushed too far until he hauled back on the ropes to rein her in. But rules were rules, and she’d better look out if she broke any of Clay’s rules.
    Tara turned away from Clay and Johnny, intending to get back to the house and her room. She’d had more than enough of them for one day. She was halfway across the yard when the pounding hooves sped up. Tara knew without looking Clay was heading in her direction. She picked up her pace, hoping to make it to the house steps and avoid another confrontation.
    She wasn’t fast enough. She gave a squeak of fright as the ground beneath her feet trembled with vibrations as Clay and his mount drew near. She gave up any pretense and broke into a run. The next thing she knew, a band of steel had wrapped around her waist and she was flying through the air. She landed on Clay’s hard, muscular thighs, which stopped her screech of fear and fury. Clay slowed the horse to a trot and then turned his mount back to where Johnny was standing.
    Tara took in Johnny’s aggressive stance. His hips were thrust forward, his legs were spread shoulder width apart, and his arms were crossed over his muscular chest. The scowl on his face told her she was in deep shit.
    Tara averted her eyes then made the mistake of looking up at Clay. He was staring down at her, and the heat, the hunger, evident in his eyes was enough to set her on fire. She tried to push his large, muscular arm away from around her waist, but gave up the futile effort. She was not getting away from him until he released her.
    Clay lifted Tara up into his arms and dismounted from his horse, leaving her in the saddle as he