Stone Cold Surrender (44 page)

Madison
nodded,
then
held
on
as
Stone
urged
the
horse

into
a
trot.
When
they
got
a
little
distance
from
the
cabin
he
slowed
the
horse
down
to
a
walking
pace.
At
first
she
had
felt
uncomfortable
facing
him
while
sitting
on
the
back
of
a
horse,
especially
with
the
way
he
was
looking
at
her,
but

another
feeling
was
taking
over.
It
didn’t
help
matters
when
the
horse
came
to
a
complete
stop
and
began
nibbling
on
the
grass.
Stone
decided
to
use
that
time
to
nibble
on
her.
He
leaned
forward
and
captured
her
lips,
kissing
her
with
an
intensity
that
set
her
body
on
fire.
She
encircled
his
neck
with
her
arms
for
support
while
enjoying
their
kiss.

“Aren’t
you
afraid
that
we’re
going
to
fall
off
this
horse?”
she
asked
him
when
he
pulled
his
mouth
away
moments
later.

“No.
It’s
just
like
anything
else
you
ride,”
he
responded,
his
tone
breathy
and
hot.
“You
have
to
keep
your
balance.”

She
wondered
how
a
person
could
keep
their
balance

when
their
mind
was
spinning.
Stone’s
kiss
had
rocked
her
world
and
she
was
dizzy
from
the
impact.
He
had
stroked
her
tongue
with
his,
causing
the
heat
that
was
already

settled
inside
of
her
to
go
up
another
degree.

“You
look
good
in
my
shirt,”
he
said,
before
reaching
out
and
undoing
the
top
button.
Then
the
second
and
third.

“Stone,
what
are
you
doing?”
she
asked
in
a
startled
gasp,
barely
getting
the
words
out
when
he
had
eased
buttons

four
and
five
free.
She
brought
her
hands
up
to
cover
his.

“Undressing
you.”

Madison
could
clearly
see
that.
She
glanced
around.
“But,
but,
we’re
outside
in
the
open.”

“Yes,
but
we’re
also
alone.
No
one
is
here
but
you,
me
and
this
horse,
and
he’s
too
busy
filling
his
stomach
to
worry

about
what
we’re
doing.”

“Yes,
but—”

That
was
as
far
as
she
got
when
Stone
recaptured
her

mouth
and
at
the
same
moment
gently
slid
off
the
horse
with
her
in
his
arms,
snagging
the
blanket
in
the
process.

When
he
ended
the
kiss
and
placed
her
on
her
feet,
she
met
his
gaze
and
he
thought
about
how
different
she
was
from
all
the
other
women
he
had
been
with.
With
Madison,
he
had
no
control
and
he
wondered
if
she
knew
just
how
seductive
she
was.
He
had
a
feeling
that
she
didn’t
have
a
clue.

Stone
had
left
her
alone
in
the
cabin
because
he’d
needed
distance
to
think,
but
all
he’d
done
while
out
riding
was
think
about
her.
He
couldn’t
erase
from
his
mind
how
she
had

made
him
feel
when
she
had
run
her
hands
over
him,

sending
shock
waves
of
pleasure
through
his
body.
Nor

could
he
forget
how
she
had
smiled
at
him
after
they
had

both
reached
their
pleasure,
snuggling
closer
to
him,

resting
her
head
against
his
chest
and
going
to
sleep
in
his
arms
like
it
was
just
where
she
wanted
to
be.
Just
where

she
belonged.

With
that
memory
firmly
imbedded
in
his
mind,
he
reached
up
and
began
stroking
her
hair,
needing
to
touch
her,
to
feel
connected.
He
watched
with
penetrating
attentiveness
as

her
breathing
quickened,
her
eyes
darkened
and
her
lips

parted.

He
gently
cupped
the
back
of
her
neck
and
drew
her
closer
to
his
face.
Bringing
her
lips
just
inches
from
his,
he

whispered,
“I
want
to
make
love
to
you,
here,
under
the

Montana
sky.”

He
watched
as
her
eyes
drifted
closed
and
when
she

reopened
them,
the
eyes
that
looked
at
him
were
filled
with
desire,
as
well
as
uncertainty.
He
wanted
to
keep
the

former
and
remove
the
latter.
He
reached
for
her
hand
and
began
slowly
stroking
her
wrist
in
a
slow
seductive
motion
and
watched
as
the
uncertainty
in
her
gaze
faded.

“I
want
to
make
love
to
you
under
the
Montana
sky,
too,”
she
whispered
when
only
desire
shone
in
the
depths
of
her
dark
eyes.
Her
voice
was
so
low
he
could
barely
hear
the
words.

Stone
drew
in
a
sharp
intake
of
breath
as
the
intensity
of

just
how
much
he
wanted
Madison
hit
him.
Taking
her
hand