DIRTY-TALKING COWBOY
by Stacey Kennedy
SMP Swerve
Publication Date: June
5, 2018
ISBN: 9781250137203 Price:
$3.99
Description
Emma Monroe
has returned to River Rock, Colorado, after the death of her grandmother. Now
she’s inherited a farm full of abused animals and she’s working as a waitress
at the local hotspot, Kinky Spurs. The last thing Emma wants in her life is a
man, as she’s still recovering from a recent heartbreak. But when a sensual and
powerful cowboy, Shep Blackshaw enters her life, Emma begins to want things she
shouldn't.
Shep knows
sex shouldn’t be on his mind. He’s got a world of responsibility on his
shoulders. He’s attempting to save his late father’s cattle ranch, Blackshaw
Cattle Company, from foreclosure. But Emma’s heated reactions to his touch make
ignoring her impossible. She’s the perfect distraction to make him forget that
his father’s company is a sinking ship.
While their
nights only heat up, soon emotions become tangled into the mix. Shep’s not only
giving Emma the hottest nights of her life, he’s also healing her heart. With
every encounter, she forgets her heartbreak. With every naughty adventure, she
stops mourning the life she left behind. And with every dirty word whispered
from Shep’s mouth, she stops thinking of all the reasons why she shouldn’t fall
for him. But when the past comes to claim Emma, she’ll need to choose between
the life she thought she wanted and the life she’s grown to love with Shep. How
will she say no to forever with a dirty-talking cowboy.
Excerpt: Dirty-Talking
Cowboy by Stacey Kennedy
Emma spun on her heels, opened her
mouth, then promptly closed it. All sadness fled in a millisecond.
Leaning against the doorframe, Shep
wore only his jeans, no shirt in sight. Oh
my fucking God. Dream Shep had nothing on the real thing. Anyone could tell
that Shep worked hard for a living. He didn’t seem the type of man that would
spend hours in the gym, indicating his job was the reason he was built for hard
labor. His wide shoulders, squared chest, gloriously perfect six-pack with deep
ridges made for exploring fingers—all of it was mouthwateringly hot.
His voice deepened into a low
rumbly tone. “Darlin’, you really need to stop looking at me like that.”
She lifted her gaze to his potent
stare. Heat rose to her cheeks. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry.” The side of his
mouth curved, like he knew the power he had over her. “I happen to enjoy
watching you eye-fuck me, but you’re making it hard for me to be a gentleman.”
Her knees weakened, heart raced.
How tempting it was to engulf this fiery passion burning between them, not run
from it. And how confusing was that? No more casual sex, wasn’t that what she
said? She knew where relationships like that ended up, nowhere good. Yet, her
mouth parted, and out came, “What if I don’t want you to be a gentleman?”
Something fierce crossed his
expression then, darkening his eyes. He stepped forward, bringing all that
strong manly heat in close. He smelled of rain and wood and all that was
perfect in this world. He dipped his head, and all she had to do was reach out
and touch him. “What exactly do you want from me, Emma?” His lips were right there. His naked flesh, right there. “Do you want me to take
control of you and roughly take what’s mine for the night?”
His sexy smile revealed a horrible
truth. She nearly melted into the floor. “Oh, dear Lord, I told you about my
dream?” Please say no. Please say no.
He lifted his hand, gently dragging
his knuckles across her cheek. “Ah, but I happen to like that dream you had and
shared with me.” He slid his thumb across her chin, tilting her head up to
stare deeply into his gorgeous eyes. “You still haven’t answered me. Do you
want me to kiss you slowly, savoring every little bit of your mouth?” His thumb
brushed across the plumpest part of her bottom lip. “Or shall I punish you with
my kiss, making you regret that you ever turned me down?” The heat of his body
sizzled against her as he leaned in closer, his warm breath across her mouth.
“Tell me, Emma, shall I tie you up with my ropes like I already have? Do you
remember what that felt like? Did you like it, sweetheart?”
“You know I liked it,” she managed,
breathless.
His grin was pure sin. “You’re
right, I do know that.” He dragged his knuckles over her flushing cheek again,
seemingly touching her soul-deep. Her mouth parted, breaths became heavier when
he ran the pads of his fingers slowly down her arms, the power he exuded like a
wall of strength in front of her. “Tell me, Emma,” he finished.
The words nearly fell out of her
mouth. She wanted to experience his brand of passion. She got the feeling if
she let go with him, he’d deliver where others had failed. Almost as if he’d
take away all the pain, all the confusion, and silence her fears.
Her mouth parted to say, Make me forget it all. The words died in
her throat. Her fears were bigger and stronger than her desire. She’d been
fooled by one man before. The icy cold reminder still splintered her heart,
there and unavoidable. “I can’t,” she said softly.
“You can’t.” There was no
disappointment in his voice, only firmness. “Then I can’t.”
He took her hand into the strength
of his, and she slowly opened her eyes, her breath catching at the contained
power in his expression.
Shep breathed sex and passion, and
the danger of him presented itself to her. Causal sex was one thing, but she
got the feeling Shep didn’t do causal sex. He was pure emotion, total
connection, and all intimacy. He’d wrap her up emotionally and take everything
she had, and when he was finished with her, he’d demand more.
With his eyes locked onto hers, he
led her from the bedroom. Once in the hallway, he turned to her, leaned in, and
placed a soft kiss on her forehead. “Good night, Emma.”
She could finally breathe again.
“Good night, Shep.”
Then with that blazing-hot gaze
pinning her to where she stood, he shut the bedroom door, leaving her, and all
her thoughts, alone in the quiet hallway.
Author Bios
USA Today bestselling author Stacey Kennedy has
written more than forty romances, including titles in her wildly hot Kinky
Spurs, Club Sin, and Filthy Dirty Love series. Her books are about real people
with real-life problems, searching for that special thing we call love…in a
very sexy way. When she’s not burning up the pages and setting e-readers
ablaze, she’s living her happily ever after with her husband and two young
children in southwestern Ontario. She’s a firm believer that wine, chocolate, and
sinfully sexy books can cure all of life’s problems.
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My Review
5 Stars
Dirty-Talking Cowboy by Stacey Kennedy is book One in the Kinky Spurs
series. This is the story of Emma Monroe and Shep Blackshaw.
Emma
has come to River Rock, Colorado to settle things after her
Grandmother's death but she also has things she need to work through of
what happen to her in NY and what is next for her. While doing that she
has taken a job working at the Kinky Spurs which is where she meets
Shep.
Shep to is working on things trying too, by trying to save the
family business, Blackshaw Cattle Company. Shep doesn't have time for
anything else but they can't seem to fight their attraction. They give
into their attraction but is soon there headed to something much
stronger.
Enjoyed their story and can't wait for more book in this series!
