With a stalker following her every move, Zakia has no choice but to flee the city. Her options limited, she runs to the only place she's ever felt safe...the Thunder Creek Ranch and her ex-husband, Lucas.
Will he protect Zakia from the stalker? And if he does, will either of them be able to ignore the feelings that have simmered for so long, ready to explode...before danger either draws them together or pulls them apart?
“Sorry, Darlin’. Always a cowboy,” he apologized.
He sat on the edge of the bed and struggled to remove his cowboy boots, then disposed of pants, briefs and socks. When he looked up and saw the still smooth, silky skin of her upper torso and full breasts partially covered by her beautiful, long, blonde hair, he had to ask himself how he got to be so lucky. Déjà vu was very much in existence as he admired the woman standing before him. Zakia was still every bit the exquisite, sexy woman she’d been on their wedding night, only now she was trying hard not to giggle.
“What’s so funny,” he asked with a grin as he reached for her.
“Just a little touch of déjà vu going on.”
“I was thinking the same thing. You’re just as beautiful now as you were on our wedding night,” he stated as he pulled her back into his arms.
“Well, I was thinking it funny that you said those exact same words on our wedding night.”
“What words?” he asked, curious and trying to think.
“Sorry, Darlin’. Always a cowboy.”
“Ooohh, those words. It’s true. A cowboy doesn’t go too far without his boots.”
“Did you mean it, Luke?”
“That you still think I’m beautiful.”
“Do I need to install mirrors on every wall in the house?” he teased. “Yes, you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and sexily built. Now, shut up and kiss me.”
“Oh, I so like a man who knows what he wants,” she cooed.
When she reached for him, pulling him down for a kiss filled with all the passion he remembered, his heart soared. Gone was the polite restraint they’d held to since her arrival. He kissed her back, longing for more, aching for the promise her lips delivered.
His hands moved to her breasts, rubbing and tweaking the nipples to turgid peaks, then massaging the silken softness until she moaned against his mouth in pleasure. Breaking the kiss, he took one rosy nipple into his mouth, sucking and nipping lightly before transferring his attention to the other one.
He worked his way down her body, one kiss at a time, having to keep a tight rein on his control as she breathed his name over and over again. Her body writhed beneath him as he reached her sopping pussy, her unique scent driving him wild as always. He parted her lips and kissed her, rubbing tiny circles on her clit with his thumb. His other hand reached beneath her to fondle her ass as he began sucking her, his tongue laving and prodding her wetness until he could take no more. Rising up, he coaxed her legs apart with his knees and positioned himself. As he looked into her desire-glazed eyes, he moved, pushing into her with one hard thrust.
Then he stilled. It had been as tight as their first time. “Did I hurt you?”
“Uh, uh.” She shook her head as her body began to move, encouraging him to pull out and push into her warmth again.
She grabbed his hips, pulling him closer, deeper, and they fell into a rhythm that told of their familiarity with each other. It was as if he’d gone back in time, back to the days of love and laughter, caring and sharing their lives, completing each other. He thrust in and out, faster, harder, seeking the rapture he’d only found with the woman lying beneath him.
Thought took a long, slow ride after that as they concentrated on catching up on years of lost loving, and he was pleased to note, she still had that deep, husky, pleading note in her voice when she screamed his name.
AD: *fans self* Wow! Let's see what Ms. Nelson has to share with us.
Ms. Nelson, what first drew you to writing?
LN: Reading. Once I learned to read, I devoured every book I could get my hands on. It wasn’t long before I began writing short stories and poetry. When my children were younger, I wrote for their age group. Now they’ve grown, I write for mine. :)
AD: How long have you been writing?
LN: I’ve been writing romance for almost three years.
AD: Have you always written in the romance genre, or did it take you a while to find your niche?
LN: Writing romance and/or suspense is the one thing I’ve always wanted to try my hand at, but I didn’t complete my first manuscript until March 2009. To be able to combine the two and craft a believable, entertaining story gives me a great sense of satisfaction in what I do.
AD: What inspired you to write Zakia and the Cowboy?
LN: Would you believe a phone call? I work at a call centre and a lady named Zakia called in one day. I loved the name and an immediate picture came to mind. I jotted down some notes, tossed around ideas for a day or two and then began to write.
AD: It's amazing what small incidents reverberate in a writer! Have you always been interested in cowboys? If not, what piqued your interest in them?
LN: What’s not to love about cowboys? I should have been born out west instead of here on the east coast. Cowboys are a breed apart… they are friendly, respectful, hardworking and look great in Levi’s!
AD: How long did it take you to write Zakia and the Cowboy?
LN: Two weeks for the first draft. It was part of my NaNo project in 2009. I wrote over 100,000 words in that one month. Then another two weeks of editing, cp’s and editing again.
AD: Who are your favorite romance authors? Favorite authors in other genres?
LN: That’s easy – Nora Roberts and Danielle Steel. As to other genres – John Grisham, James Patterson, Mary Higgins Clark.
AD: What are the primary influences on your writing?
LN: Life and the fact that I love to read. I tend to write stories that I would enjoy reading myself. I need peace and quiet when I’m writing. I’ve been known to lock the door and turn off the phones. I hate interruptions when the muse is working and the words are flowing. Sometimes the characters actually speak to me. That’s when I know I’m telling their story, not mine.
AD: Please describe a typical writing session for us. What do you do when you sit down to write?
LN: I tend to read over the last couple pages I wrote to get back into the right mindset for that story, then write. If I need to research something, I do it as I go. It isn’t uncommon for me to be working half a dozen stories at a time, so it helps keep them straight.
AD: What is the most surprising thing about you?
LN: Good question! Wish I had an answer for you. :)
AD: No problem! Thank you again, Lorraine, for being with us today.
Now, everyone, rush out and make this story your own!