The Horse List Challenge
Author: Anna Lores
Genre: Erotica, Romantic Suspense
Having healed from the physical abuse at the hands of her ex, she devises a naughty wish list – she calls her Horse List – to help empower her.
Will Brady finally fulfill her sweetest fantasies and become her partner? Or will the man who dominates her dreams and desires, the wealthy Eric North, come for her?
Does she have the strength to fight for her life and love, or will she succumb to demands of her powerful ex-husband?
Just minutes earlier he’d held her like a lover. But, like always, he pushed her away again before anything could happen, good or bad. He cared for her, but the more she considered his reaction to her nudity, the more she believed he was angry, not even slightly aroused. No matter what he said about her scars making her strong, they were an ugly reminder of weakness—the same weakness Colin saw in her every day as he trained her.
She reached into the open shower and turned on the water. Analyzing every little word, touch, expression wasn’t getting her anywhere. The sexual frustration and sleepless nights in the same bed with her cowboy didn’t help either.
“Be careful, darlin’. It’s gonna be really hot.”
Hot wasn’t what she needed. Maybe a cold shower would kill her desire for him, shock her body into reality. Sex with Brady was high on her Horse List because it was likely never to happen. He wasn’t into her, and she panicked when he touched her uncovered scars.
She turned the handle to cold, freezing cold, and stepped inside. She squeaked as the splash of icy water hit her warm, tanned legs.
“Ava, are you okay?” Brady shouted, sliding in his white socks into the bathroom and stopping in front of the shower in black boxers, ready to attack an intruder. Something had him as jumpy as Colin. He was usually a calm influence, rarely the first in a fight. He didn’t join in unless he saw real trouble.
He stepped into the shower with her, and shuddered. “Shit. It’s freezing.” Without asking, he reached past her, brushing his arm against her breasts, and turned the handle to warm. “Ava, you’ve got to pay atten—” Worried hazel eyes focused on her.
“Brady, I’m…” God help her, she was lost in those brown eyes with the most remarkable specks of green sparkling like fireworks.
She loved him, always had, always would.
His hand drifted around and cradled the back of her head. His lids glided down as his lips came millimeters from hers. Firm pressure against the back of her head brought her chin up a hair, taking her so close to a kiss. So close.
“Please,” she whispered, not sure whether it was for a kiss or for him to take her, make her forget everything, everyone…make her feel loved, wanted, controlled…
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