Snippet Saturday - Summer's End

Six Degrees of Desperation

by Myla Jackson 

Blurb

Welcome back to the Ugly Stick Saloon with this story of approximately 19,000 words. Join Charli in her final adventure. The time has come for her to decide which cowboy she wants.

Choose or lose...
The time has come. After a fabulous night of sex, Charli thinks she's in love with Connor Mason, but he's told her that he's a one-woman-man and that he's looking for a one-man kind of woman. What's a girl to do when she's got a kind, decent and sexy hot cowboy in one hand and a mystery, masked, black-hatted cowboy with friends lurking in the shadows?
Does she go for the one she knows who will always be there for her and never let her down? Or does she opt for the adventure, excitement and possible desertion of the one who remains anonymous?
Desperate times call for...
With her decision pretty much made, Charli knows she will have to break the news to the losing team at the Cowboy Masquerade Ball. Wouldn't ya know, nothing turns out the way she plans.
Welcome back to the Ugly Stick Saloon with this short story about Charli's final foray into sexual fantasies with the cowboys of Temptation, Texas.
Warning: Mystery cowboy plays one last dirty trick on an unsuspecting, completely confused saloon girl...add a bit of anal sex, begging and noon naughtiness and you might get the sexually satisfying experience you were looking for all along...

Books visiting the Ugly Stick Saloon:
Sex Ed
Boots and Chaps
Boots and Leather
Dirty Tricks: One Up On You
Dirty Tricks: Two Can Play That Game
Dirty Tricks: Three's a Charm
Dirty Tricks: Four Play
Dirty Tricks: Five-Second Seduction
Dirty Tricks: Six Degrees of Desperation

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Excerpt

“Hey, Charli.” Bunny Leigh bounced out of the driver’s seat and waved. Then she rounded to the rear hatch, opened it and retrieved a large bouquet of yellow roses mixed with happy white daisies. “These are for you.”

Charli stopped, her empty hand going to her chest. “For me? Who sent them?”

“Don’t know. Whoever purchased them called in the order while I was in the back. The name might be on the card.” Bunny extended the bouquet. “Careful, they’re heavy. It’s one of my favorite bouquets, yet.”

“It’s lovely.” Charli’s eyes filled with tears. She’d never received such a beautiful array of posies. “You’re really good, Bunny. Thanks.” Anxious to get inside and tear into the little yellow envelope sticking out of the middle of the arrangement, Charli hurried up the steps. She set the flowers on the porch and unlocked the door, scooping the flowers up into her arm and rushing inside.

Once in the kitchen, she dropped the bag and the vase on the counter and ripped the envelope from the plastic holder. Inside was a single flat card with words written in bold print.

Love you naked.

Charli flipped over the card, searching for a signature, initials, anything that would indicate who had sent them. Panic made her turn over the card several more times until she gave up and told herself the sender had to be Connor. He was the last man to see her naked.

“Hey, beautiful.” A deep rumbling voice sounded behind Charli.

She spun, the hand clutching the card pressed against her chest. “Oh, Connor! You scared the crap out of me.”

He smiled.

His blue eyes melted Charli’s knees. 

“The front door was open, and when I knocked on the frame, no answer, so here I am.” He held out a bunch of pretty red roses. “These are for you.”

Charli reached for them, the card still in her clenched fist, too many thoughts winging through her head to make sense. “Th-thank you.”

Connor’s gaze moved past her to the flowers on the counter, a frown pulling his brows together. “Nice.” He glanced her way. “Should I be jealous?”

Charli swallowed hard, the lump in her throat settling into her belly. “Uh, no. No, not at all.” She thought quickly. “I have a friend at the florist.” True, but not the whole truth, unless Bunny had swung the other way and loved her naked.

“Oh, well. In that case…” Connor hooked her elbow and dragged her into his arms, crushing the flowers and the note card between them. “I’m on an errand in town and, since I didn’t get to give you a proper good morning kiss, I thought I’d stop by.” 

His lips descended over Charli’s, warm, sensuous and oh, so wonderful. She melted into his arms, losing herself in his embrace, heat building low in her belly, her pussy dampening as his tongue slid between her teeth and claimed hers.

When he lifted his head, Connor gave a husky laugh. “I should have known a kiss wouldn’t be enough.” He set her away from his body and stared down at the bulge in his jeans. “You make me crazy.”

Still clutching the flowers, Charli forced a laugh past her kiss-swollen lips. “Not nearly as much as you make me.”

“I should go.” He held out his hand for hers.

Charli reached for him with the hand still holding the card.

“What’s this?” Connor touched the paper lodged between her fingers.

Charli’s heartbeat fluttered against her ribs, and she jerked her hand behind her back. “Just a note to myself.” She fought to keep from freaking out. What if he demanded to see the note? Obviously, he hadn’t sent the flowers, leaving Original Sin as the mystery sender and penman of the Love you naked note.

“Let me see.” Connor held out his hand.

Her first instinct was to shove the note into her mouth and swallow it to keep Connor from discovering her secret. But sure as she tried, she’d choke on it, he’d have to save her, she’d be embarrassed and he’d see the note all nasty and damp anyway.

Charli reached out with her empty hand and pulled Connor close. “I missed you, too.” She slipped her hand behind him, sliding it into his back jeans pocket, tugging him closer until the ridge of his fly dug into her belly. 

“Any chance your lunch break is long enough to take up where we left off?” She wiggled her hips, rubbing him suggestively.

His fingers curled around her waist and he held her still. “Don’t, unless you mean it.”

What had started as a ploy to distract his attention from the note had blown into full-fledged lust. Charli’s body burned so hot she feared her clothes would catch fire. Suddenly she couldn’t wait to get out of them and strip Connor naked. “I mean it. Can you tell me that you can wait until three or four o’clock in the morning to do this?” Charli stepped back, her fingers going to the buttons on her shirt, flicking them open one at a time. She led him toward her bedroom, her shirt falling to the floor.

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