Are you insatiable?

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CeCe: “Still insatiable, I see”

Wade: “Yup. That’s the meaning of the word insatiable, beautiful. Never able to be satisfied. So why do you keep acting surprised that I haven’t changed?”

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Professional cowboy and alpha male to the tenth power, Wade Long is intent on showing billionaire CeCe Cole who’s boss both in and out of the bedroom. It’s all good until Wade realizes he wants her for the long haul, not just the short go. But how can a working class Texan traveling the pro bull riding circuit and a spoiled rich California CEO make it work?



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Professional cowboy and alpha male to the tenth power, Wade Long is intent on showing billionaire CeCe Cole who’s boss both in and out of the bedroom.

It’s all good until Wade realizes he wants her for the long haul, not just the short go. But how can a working class Texan traveling the pro bull riding circuit and a spoiled rich California CEO make it work?

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Dammit. Now she wanted him again.

As he smiled and moved toward her, she had a feeling she might get exactly what she wanted. He lifted her up and set her on the counter just to the side of all his breakfast preparations.

Stepping in between her thighs, Wade moved in for a kiss. At the same time he ran his hand up the inside of her thigh.

“What about the bacon?” she asked, not really caring.

“It’ll hold. I’m hungry for something else.” He moved to nibbling on her neck while slipping his other hand inside her robe to fondle her breast. “Mmm, I like this easy access attire.”

Leaning back, he untied the belt and pushed open the sides of her robe to feast on her breasts. One tug on her nipple with his mouth and she was a goner. She exhaled on a moan.

She felt him smile against her breast. The man truly enjoyed making her lose control. She should probably be grateful for that. It meant he tried to do it often. Her pleasure had never really been John’s concern.

The sound of a gasp brought CeCe’s head around.

Her housekeeper stood wide-eyed in the doorway. “Mrs. Cole.”

CeCe pushed Wade back and yanked the sides of her robe together, tying the belt tight. “Maria.”

Shit. CeCe had lost track of the time. Wade was quite the distraction.

It was Tuesday and Maria worked Tuesday through Saturday, but CeCe didn’t realize it was late enough for her to be here already.

“What time is it? Are you early?”

“No, ma’am. It’s almost eight. You say I must be here by eight to make your coffee before you leave for work.”

She couldn’t fault her employee. Those were Maria’s instructions, but today, work was the dead last thing on CeCe’s mind.

She got a glimpse of Wade’s amused expression as he remained right where he had been, between her legs, preventing her from getting down off the counter.

He didn’t seem at all disturbed that he was standing in the kitchen wearing nothing but underwear and sporting a hard-on that Maria would have to be blind to miss.

Meanwhile, Maria looked at a complete loss at what to do and where to look as she diverted her gaze to the ceiling and then the floor.

CeCe had to get herself together. It was bad enough she hadn’t gone into the office yesterday, and today wasn’t looking promising for work either. The least she could do was maintain control in her own household with her staff.

“Coffee and breakfast are already made so why don’t you go do whatever else you were going to do today?”

“I wash the sheets on Tuesdays.”

“Good. Go do that.” CeCe jumped on the task that would put Maria at the other end of the house.

Wade let out a soft laugh. “Good idea.”

He was no doubt thinking the same thing she was. How sweaty and—God help her—full of spilled lube those bed sheets would be. After yesterday, they needed washing.

“Yes, ma’am.” With one more quick glance at Wade and CeCe, sitting on the counter where she’d never ever sat before, Maria spun and left the room.

“Oh my God.” CeCe let out a deep breath. He grinned, making her mad enough to slap his arm. “It’s not funny.”

“It’s very funny. A few minutes later and she would have gotten even more of an eyeful because I was fixin’ to get creative with the maple syrup. And now that I think about it, that there bacon grease has all sorts of potential.”


“CeCe!” He mocked her before turning serious. “Your divorce is final. Right?”

“Yes. Of course.”

“Then as a single adult you’re allowed to live a little.”


“Let it go. Don’t make me distract you.” His tone held a warning.

She could only imagine what distraction he’d come up with this time.

If she didn’t do as he asked she could find herself tied spread eagle to the table and covered in syrup. If not being violated by Wade with the help of bacon grease.

She glared at him until, shaking his head, he moved in between her legs again.

“CeCe, you heard Maria. She’s going to be busy cleaning our sex sheets. I can, and I will, take you right here, right now. Don’t think I won’t. So get rid of that attitude.”

She didn’t doubt it. Wade always seemed to get his way, no matter what she wanted. Or thought she wanted.

John had been a pussy when it came to the bedroom. She didn’t quite know what to do with a man with a dominant personality—except give in.

And enjoy it. Though she’d never admit that to Wade.

He waited patiently, watching her for her answer as to whether she was going to relax and enjoy their meal or if he’d have to force her to have sex in the kitchen while Maria was just down the hall.

Quite honestly, his threat excited her. Just as much as her picturing how creative Wade might get with the various items in the kitchen at his disposal.

Damn man. He’d perverted her without her giving him permission to do so . . . and had made her come harder than she ever had in her life yesterday.

Scowling, CeCe sighed. “Okay. Fine. I’ll stop worrying. Just keep that bacon grease away from me.”

Wade lifted a brow. “Just hearing that come out of your pretty little mouth is giving me ideas so I really can’t make any promises.”

CeCe sighed deep even as her ass clenched at the thought of him sliding inside her. “You’re incredibly trying. You know that?”

“Right back at ya, beautiful.” He grinned and then took a step back. Reaching for a frying pan, he glanced in her direction. “Now, how do you like your eggs?”

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Enjoy this never before seen, unedited deleted scene from SPURRED (Studs in Spurs) by Cat Johnson, releasing June 30th in eBook & print.



Bull rider Aaron Jordan is willing to do whatever it takes to support his chosen sport. Showing the owner of the pro-tour’s biggest sponsor around town during an event seems simple enough. Until he finds himself all tied up—literally—with a newly divorced, insanely rich cougar. Worse, once CeCe Cole gets her hooks into him, Aaron can’t even look at the woman he’s really attracted to—her media manager, Jill Malone—without getting the older woman’s panties in a wad.

Jill’s job at Cole Shock Absorbers got a lot harder when CeCe won the company in the divorce. But having to listen to the shenanigans going on between CeCe and Aaron in the next hotel room is a new low.

Aaron is relieved when the event is over and, presumably, his responsibility to CeCe. But extricating himself from her blood-red claws is far from easy, and surviving the wrath of hurricane CeCe could have career-ending implications for himself, the association and the lady he’d hoped to get to know better—Jill.


Garret James ran around to the other side of the truck. Jill waited for him to be settled behind the wheel, his keys in the ignition, the big engine rumbling beneath them before she broached topic of the elephant in the room—or in the cab of the truck, as the case may be. “Garret, we don’t have to pretend.”

He glanced at her from the driver’s seat. “Pretend about what?”

“I mean I know Aaron left with my boss.” In the limo, leaving Jill stranded with no ride in a land without taxis, apparently. Thank goodness for the kindness of strangers…and Aaron’s brother-in-law, Garret.

“Well, you know, he was supposed to play tour guide for her so they uh, probably went sightseeing.”

“I’m sure that’s it… If the sights are in her hotel room.” She mumbled the last part beneath her breath, but Garret’s burst of a laugh told her he’d heard.

Grinning, he glanced her direction before concentrating back on the road. “You said it, not me.”

“Me? I didn’t say a word.” Jill feigned ignorance.

Garret laughed. “Gotcha.”

Jill knew the deal. This wasn’t her first experience traveling with CeCe since the divorce had been finalized and the former Mrs. Cole was free to do what she pleased. She also knew better than to comment on it. That kind of curtailed the conversation in the cab of the truck for the drive to the bar.

“And we’re here.”

“Really? Already?” The trip was shorter than she’d expected, even with the awkward lack of conversation in the truck.

“Yup. There’s the bar. And that there next door is the riders’ hotel. Not quite as fancy as yours but we like to keep things close by. We travel so much to the events, once we’re in town, the less driving we have to do the better.”

Jill glanced at the hotel directly next to the bar. “I don’t want to make you drive me all the way to the Grande. Especially after you drink. I’ll just call a cab from here.”

Garret glanced at her as he put the truck into park and cut the ignition. “I might just let you. After that buck off I had, I was hoping to have a few to drown the pain, if you really would be okay in a taxi. We’re closer to town so there should be plenty of cabs who’ll come get you.”

“I’m sure the bartender has a list. I’ll be fine. I insist.”

“All right.” He reached for the door handle on his side. “I saw the stock trailer parked across the street, so Riley and Skeeter must be here already.”

“Okay.” Jill let herself out of the truck, hopping down from the high vehicle.

She had to admit that hanging with riders and stock contractors at a bar after the event sounded like it was going to be pretty cool. She’d never get this behind-the-scenes look elsewhere.

Speaking of looks—she was getting quite of few of them from the table that Garret led her to inside. “Hey, guys. This is Jill.”

The wide-eyed stares she and Garret were getting from his friends had Jill rushing to explain. “I work for Cole Shock Absorbers. I was waiting for a cab at the arena. It never came so Garret was nice enough to offer me a ride.”

“And now I’m going to go get us something to drink. Beer? Something else?” he asked.

“Beer is great. Thanks.”

Garret nodded and turned for the bar.

“I thought I recognized you. You were up in the chute seats with Aaron.” It was amazing the young blond rider had seen her at all, considering CeCe was there too. Jill tended to not get noticed when her boss was around.

“I was.”

“Since Garret didn’t introduce us…” The rider stood and extended his hand. “I’m Chase Reese. This is Skeeter Anderson and Riley Davis.”

Skeeter and Riley smiled and said hello and Jill had to think this could be the nicest group of people she’d met in a long time. Then again, that was no surprise considering she’d been hanging around CeCe. The difference between genuine, down to earth people and a self centered, rich, bitter divorcee was pretty glaring.

Garret arrived back with their two beers and she thanked him and gladly took a gulp.

“So where’d you leave Aaron?” Skeeter asked.

“I didn’t leave him anywhere. He and CeCe left me, actually.” Jill hadn’t even finished one whole beer and she was already speaking out of turn. She’d better bite her tongue.

Skeeter grinned. “Gotcha.”

Riley backhanded Skeeter’s leg. “Don’t gossip. You don’t know what they’re doing.”

Jill couldn’t help the snort that escaped her. When she glanced up, she noticed the group watching her. “Sorry. You’re right. We don’t know what they’re doing. So, I heard you guys are stock contractors?”

Skeeter nodded. “Riley owns the best bucking bulls in the country.”

Jill’s widened her eyes. “That’s impressive.” The girl didn’t look old enough to drink. Since she was sipping on a soda, maybe she wasn’t.

“And I wouldn’t be able to keep them if it wasn’t for your help.” Riley sent a puppy dog look in Skeeter’s direction.

Garret leaned in, as if to confide in Jill. “You have to forgive these two. They’re in love.”

Chase raised a brow at his fellow rider. “Don’t you tease them. You’re just as bad with Silver and that baby of yours—you’d hang the moon for that kid.”

“That I would.” Garret checked his phone. “Damn. They’re probably asleep already. And you should talk, Chase. When Leesa’s around you’re no better than the rest of us.”

“I know. Wait until I convince her to marry me.”

Jill watched the conversation. “So is Aaron the only one who’s single?”

Garret nodded. “Of us guys, yeah. As for the other riders, Slade is married. Mustang might as well be. The two Aussies are married. The Brazilians are mostly married too.”

“There are a couple of the really young ones who are single. But they’re like eighteen,” Skeeter said.

Chase blew out a breath. “One’s seventeen, I think. They started real young.”

“About as young as Skeeter here.” Garret shot his friend a grin.

“Jealous, old man?” Skeeter cocked a brow and teased, but Jill didn’t think Garret was even thirty yet. But in this sport, thirty was old.

“A little.” Garret laughed. “So anyway, yeah. Most of us are taken. You looking for boyfriend?”

Chase’s gaze joined Garret’s on her as he said, “I think there’s a new young Canadian rider who’s single if you want an introduction.”

Jill had to nip this in the bud. “Thanks, but no. I was just curious. I’m not looking for a bull rider boyfriend.”

“Smart girl.” Garret raised his beer to her in a toast.

It was interesting, though, how the head of the organization had specifically chosen Aaron, one of the few single riders at this event, to play host to CeCe. Very interesting indeed. Perhaps her boss’s reputation for liking young men had proceeded her?

Or perhaps Jill should stop worrying and enjoy a CeCe-free, not to mention a drama-free night. With that in mind, she downed a good portion of her beer.

Standing, she grabbed her purse, which contained her corporate credit card. She had very few perks at this job. An expense account for travel was one of them. Given the inconvenience of CeCe taking the limo and leaving Jill stranded, she figured the least she could do was pay back the kindness of the riders who were part of the association Cole’s Shocks gave so much money to sponsor.

“What’s everybody drinking? Next round is on Cole Shock Absorbers.”

Judging by the smiles of those around the table, that offer had scored her some brownie points. After working in CeCe’s shadow since the divorce, Jill would take all the goodwill she could get.


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Midnight RideOne bucking bronco… Oklahoma ranch hand Tyler Jenkins is too young, too sexy, and too damn wild to be tied down by any single woman—for more than a few steamy hours…

One hard-working widow…Widowed rancher Janie Smithwick is too busy paying off her debts to play rodeo with a reckless young cowboy like Tyler—no matter how hot he gets her…

One midnight ride they’ll never forget…As a rule, Janie should be dating a man her own age, like her handsome neighbor Rohn—not the twenty-four-year old ranch hand he employs. But once Tyler gets Janie alone—held tight in his arms, pressed against his hard muscled body, burning with desire—the widow realizes that some rules, like broncos, are meant to be broken…

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Rene blew out a slow whistle as she stared across the field. “Oh. My. God. That man riding on that big old John Deere might be the hottest thing I’ve seen in a real long time.”

Janie followed Rene’s stare to where Tyler was cutting the hayfield. She would admit, the view was nice, but she had to think the hottest thing she’d seen lately was the heat in Tyler’s eyes as he came busting into her kitchen, intent on kissing her, and more, if he hadn’t gotten that text from home.

Although even hotter was the dream that had woken her just before midnight. It was hard enough to fall to sleep with Tyler and his visit on her mind, never mind being tantalized by him in her sleep.

In her dreams, he didn’t kiss her and leave her wanting the way he had for three nights straight. He stayed, and damn, things got hot. Molten. Just like her insides when he was around. In her dreams, he took her on a midnight ride that had her waking sweaty, her body still clenching around his, even though he’d only been there in her mind.

Rene was probably expecting some kind of response, so Janie wrestled her attention back to the present. “He is a good-looking guy.”

“Good-looking doesn’t even begin to cover it.” Rene shook her head. “Jesus, Janie. I don’t know how you get anything done with him here and looking so fine.”

“He’s not around all that often.” Janie had to think how that was a shame.

Rene sighed. “I guess that’s a good thing.”

Janie glanced at her friend. “You mean because of times like right now when we’re both ignoring your daughter, my student, because we’re too busy watching Tyler drive my tractor?”

“Eh, she’s only cooling down the horse.” Rene waved off Janie’s concern with a hand. “She’ll be fine.”

Shaking her head, Janie forced herself to turn back to face the ring. “That’s good, Khriste. You can bring her back to the barn. I’ll help you unsaddle her and then we’ll hose her down. Okay?”

“Can’t Tyler help me, like he did the last time?”

“We’d all love to have Tyler come and help like the last time, sweetie.” Rene shot Janie a knowing glance. “But it looks like he’s busy working right now.”

“I wish I could ride in the tractor with him. It looks like fun.”

“It sure does. Doesn’t it, Aunt Janie?” Rene’s words were heavy with suggestion. “Wouldn’t riding with Tyler be fun?”

Out of the mouths of babes . . .

“I’m sure.” Janie shot her friend a glance.