Stetson

By V. Steele

Stetson knew working for his old flame wasn't the best idea, but he'd never been able to get her out of his mind. Now she was in danger and needed his protection, but who would protect her from him. The more they denied the attraction, the harder it became to stay apart. Then the danger escalated and Stetson had a job to do, which meant pushing her away. When the unthinkable happens, will they find their way back to one another or will they be parted forever... One sexy ex-Marine, one sexy country music star, one love...
Warning: This story contains mature themes and some language not appropriate for children. Intended for 18+ readers only.

• Language: English
• Publisher: V. Steele
• Release date: Aug 1, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370588794

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3rd book in the Boots, Bourbon & Brawn Series

Stetson

By:

V. Steele

A Horseshoe Book

Stetson

Boots, Bourbon & Braun Series

August 2017

Edited by:

Horseshoe Publishing

Georgia (USA)

Copyright © 2017 by V. Steele

Smashword Edition

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Chapter 1

That woman will be the death of me. Stetson mumbled as he walked around the front of the black SUV that was Kiley’s main car. He’d been her bodyguard for three days officially and she was already rubbing him the wrong way.

It was hard enough seeing her every day, but to have to put up with her demanding schedule and the way she flaunted her body for the whole world to see, it just had Stetson tied in knots. The worst part was, she acted as though they didn’t have a past, which was alright, but it still stung a little. He did have a reputation as a lady’s man, one women never forgot. Evidently what they had didn’t give her a rise.

Stetson, did you arrange for the suite in Miami? Kiley said, while she pulled out a tube of lipstick and slowly ran it over her lips.

Kiley, that’s your assistant’s job, not mine. I’m your bodyguard. Stetson said as he sat down beside her in the backseat, then tapped the driver on the shoulder so they could leave. Jackson, take hwy 58 to Grover, then over to Henry drive. That should get us around the crowd at the front of the auditorium.

Got it. Jackson said as he pulled the SUV away from the curb.

Stetson sat back, watching the city go by as his mind wondered to the first time he set eyes on Kiley. She’d been a shy young woman with a huge chip on her shoulder. They’d met at a field party to celebrate his graduation from boot camp.

As the bottle of cheap booze was passed around, they began to talk. Then as the night went on, they kissed. Stetson didn’t want to start up a relationship with the fact that he was leaving for the Marines any day now. He might never come back.

Although they didn’t have sex that night, they came close in the dark edges of the firelight. In the heat of the moment, he asked her out for the next night, hoping to get into those tight jeans that she was wearing. At least he’d get something before he left town.

The next night, she walked to his truck in a pair of jeans that he knew she’d had to use oil to pull on. And the button down revealed way too much cleavage. The moment she sat down, her hand moved up his thigh.

So, soldier, let’s find somewhere private and give you a proper send off. Her voice practically purred.

Stetson almost lost it at that moment. Sure darling, whatever you want. I aim to please. With that, he drove to the hotel in the next town and reserved a room.

The moment the door was closed, she was rubbing against him and pulling his clothes off. Stetson figured with the way she was talking and acting, well, she wasn’t a virgin, that was for damn sure. She knew how to get a rise out of a man.

He pulled a condom out of his wallet, just before he thrust into her, realizing at that moment as her eyes grew wide with pain that she was indeed a virgin. Stetson pulled out, then looked down at her.

What the fuck? Why didn’t you warn me or something? Shit, are you alright? He ran his fingers through his hair, trying to calm down some.

Let’s just do this, OK. Kiley said, trying at a smile.

For a few seconds, Stetson just stared at her, then his body overruled his brain. Slowly he entered her, watching as she made a face. The best way to ease her pain was to get her body used to the invasion. It was no secret that Stetson was blessed in the manhood department and she was such a small framed young woman. He took his time, easing her into each thrust.

Then something in her breathing changed, letting him know that she was ready for more. As he thrust longer and harder, she began to come undone beneath him. It wasn’t long before he joined her. He’d never had such a hard orgasm as he did with her. Maybe it was because she fit around him like a tight glove.

Stetson... Stetson, we’re there. In his mind he heard her words, but he was still reliving the past. But finally, he let his mind come back to the present.

Alright, just stay there. I’ll be around to open your door. Stetson got out of the car, readjusting himself so he could walk. Damn, why did he have to go down memory lane while on the job?

He opened her door, reaching out to take her hand as he watched the area around them. This entrance was more secluded due to the coded gate that made it impossible for reporters or fans to get near it.

Kiley unfolded from the back seat. She was wearing a pair of tight black jeans and a tank top with a button down layered on top. Her jeans had tears in several places. She also wore stacked heels, giving the effect of height. Even with the heels, she only came up to Stetson’s chin.

The driver would keep the SUV in this spot and wait for the concert to be over. Then they’d leave without a hitch, if everything went as planned.

Stetson knew that they would