Easy McClure is a hot-headed little spitfire named after her father’s favorite saloon girl. When her father is killed in a range war, she inherits his ranch. Alone now, and facing the responsibility of taking care of a large spread, she packs away her bloomers and corsets and wears tight jeans with a six-gun strapped to her hip.<br><br>One day, a bleeding cowboy rides up to her house with a bullet in his shoulder. By the time she learns he’s a notorious gunslinger, his whole gang arrives. She has never seen such hot, sexy cowboys in her life, and has a problem resisting their advances. As time passes, she is slowly drawn to them and puts her better judgment aside, surrendering to their steamy seduction.<br><br>Then the day comes for them to leave. That’s when she must admit she’s in love with each one and faces a painful dilemma -- can her love tame all four men, or will they forever be a group of hard-riding gunslingers dodging bullets and running from the law?

Gunslinger's Lullaby

The rush of his sudden invasion brought forth a scream. Her throbbing cunt lathered his cock with the carnal juices of her desire, and his fevered plunges began. “Oh, God, Flash, you’re so hard!”


When she felt his rough body so deliciously heavy on top of her, her passion mounted. She couldn’t resist possessively clinging to him and bucking wildly. With each push of her hips, Flash’s cock plunged deeper and deeper. A wicked fire began deep in her cunt, and she chased it, urging herself upward, and reaching for that elusive bliss that grew with each thrust. Her need blossomed, crawling ever upward, more and more, as his plunges became harder and faster. His long, hard cock created such a wanton heat inside her, she could feel her cunt squeezing it like a clawing hand. With throaty moans shepushed her hips against his over and over, feeling the heat flare bigger and bigger as his hungry cock continued to rub her clit while he thrust in and out.


Chapter 12