The cowboys of the T-Lazy-A and the M-L Connected just don’t see eye to eye. In fact, they hate each other. So when Hank Collins rides up to the waterhole to find an M-L Connected rider floating on his side of the pond, his hackles naturally rise. And when that rider challenges him to a bout of fisticuffs ... well, what red-blooded cowboy could turn down such a dare? There's only one problem: Hank quickly becomes all too aware that his opponent isn't just physically fit, but downright arresting. What's a cowboy to do when the man who's caught his eye rides for the wrong brand?

Riding for the Brand

This was no lover’s kiss. The M-L rider punished Hank’s mouth, grinding hard against Hank’s lips and sucking them deep within his own mouth. Hank squirmed for only a moment, then slid one hand up and fisted the cowboy’s long, black hair, holding his face close. He opened his mouth, letting the man’s tongue inside to grapple with his own. Their teeth grated together, and Hank’s cock throbbed. He groaned into the cowboy’s mouth.


The man responded by increasing the intensity of the kiss. He plumbed the depths of Hank’s mouth, his teeth mercilessly scraping the already tender lips. His fingers hauled hard on Hank’s hair. A big hand slid down and closed over Hank’s throbbing cock. Hank groaned again as the cowboy fisted him hard, pumping his rod like the man was jacking a cartridge into his rifle chamber. He forced his own hand between their bellies and found the man’s cock, as hard as his own.


Chapter 5