Taming Jake

by Hurri Cosmo

Taming Jake - Hurri Cosmo
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Pages: 38

Jake is on a much-needed vacation when he receives a desperate call from Alan, his former boyfriend. Against his better judgment, Jake comes to Alan’s aid. But when the two men become stranded in the middle of nowhere, Alan is determined to get to town before the sun sets rather than spend the night in the car. Unfortunately, they have to cut across private property to do it. Since it’s trespassing, they could get arrested


—or surrounded by a bunch of cowboys hell bent on teaching the trespassers a lesson.


Thankfully, a muscular, stunning cowboy named Colton shows up to save the day. But he’s not about to let Jake off easy. It seems there are still a few sexy lessons to be learned, and it looks like they might involve leather, some handcuffs, and a suspiciously high, padded trunk...

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Doug and Rob headed in the direction of Jake’s car, and Mark moved his horse closer to Alan. “You’ll have to ride on my horse, Mr. Gregory. Have you ever ridden on a horse?”

“Fuck, no! And I’m not riding on a horse!”

Mark glanced back at Colton, who once again raised a single eyebrow. “It’s getting late, Mr. Gregory. You have one of two choices. Either ride with Mark to the ranch, where he will take you to the bus station—in a truck, of course—or he will escort you back to the vehicle where you will remain for the night. Alone. Which will it be?”

Jake knew Alan would not consider that a choice. “Fine. I’ll ride that stinky thing. How the hell do I get up there?”


Mark reached down and effortlessly hauled Alan up to sit behind him. “Hang on.” With that, Mark turned his horse and galloped in the same direction the others had. Jake smiled when he saw Alan fling his arms around Mark’s waist and scream, burying his head into Mark’s back. Then Jake looked back at Colton.

Colton was watching him intently. “Looks like it’s just you and me…boy.”

“Yes, sir. It does.” Jake raised his chin. “What do you want me to do?” Once again, Jake could not keep the smirk from his face. He was begging for another beating, he knew it. Colton was not gay. Several times he had taken in the man’s groin and there had never been a change. Even with all the flirting.

“Mr. Harmon, I do believe you are indeed a brat. I may have to whip that out of you.”

“Yes, sir. You can try, sir.”

“You will have to ride on my horse as well, Mr. Harmon. Think you can do that?”

Jake gazed at the large animal and how high up the saddle was. For the first time, his heart fluttered and not in a good way. He watched as Colton swung himself up into that saddle and swallowed hard when Colton extended his hand, like Mark had done for Alan. “Shit. That’s really high up there, isn’t it?”

“No fear, Mr. Harmon…Jake. May I call you Jake?”

Jake swallowed again, thinking how fucking sexy it was that Colton had just said his name, all throaty and rough. “Sure, sir.”

“No fear, Jake. I’ll make sure you don’t fall off. Trust me.”

Oh yeah. Great words. He reached up and let the big hand surround his own, then the next thing he knew, he was in the saddle. But unlike Alan, Jake sat in front of Colton. Colton’s strong arm circled his waist, pulling Jake tight against the big man’s warm chest.


About the Author

I live in Minnesota where I hold tight to the idea that here, where it’s cold a good part of the year, I won’t age as fast. Yep, I avoid the truth as much as I avoid mirrors. But one of the reasons I love writing is reality doesn’t always offer up a “happily ever after” and being able to take control of that is a powerful lure. Being a happy ending junkie, writing just makes them easier to find. Oh, I doesn’t mind “real life” and I do try to at least keep it in mind when I write my stories, but I truly love creating a wonderful couple, knowing they will fall in love and have their HEA. Every - single - time. And, of course, that is exactly the reason I love reading this genre, too. Give me a glass of red wine, some dark chocolate, and my computer, whether I am reading or writing, and I will entertain myself for hours. The fact I actually get paid to do it, is Snickers bars on the frosting on the cake.

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