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Desiree Holt: Ride a Cowboy!
Friday, December 13th, 2013

Now out: Ride a Cowboy!

What’s better than one cowboy? Why two cowboys, of course. So take your pick, saddle up and get ready for a wild, hot ride.

dhCowboy_Button-page-0Pick your favorite cowboy from the excerpts below taken from the two novellas inside Ride a Cowboy, and leave me a comment.

I’m giving away two prizes: one signed print copy of Ride a Cowboy and one digital copy (that I’ll sign through Amazon’s Authorgraph). And each winner gets a Ya Gotta Love a Naked Cowboy Button.

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dhRideACowboy_w8614_750From “Back in the Saddle”

When Molly Hayes’ marriage fell apart, she ran home to Hayes Ranch to lick her wounds. What she really wants to lick is foreman Chance McDaniel, the star of all her erotic fantasies. But he had never given her the time of day. Why would he give her his nights?
Kink is a mild term for the kind of sex Chance McDaniel enjoys. But he’s learned the hard way not all women can handle his darker desires. He aches to give Molly the ride of her life but fears she’ll shy away from his wilder ways. Will the past become a stumbling block or will both Molly and Chance, once wounded, climb back in the saddle?

“Dance with me, Molly.”

Danger! Danger!

She opened her mouth to refuse him, but somehow instead, found herself rising from the booth and following him to the dance floor. Only two other couples were making use of the music. Chance tactfully led her to a corner where the lights didn’t hit them. She was stiff within the circle of his arms, moving like a windup doll, until one hand slid up her back to hold the nape of her neck.

“Relax, Molly.” His mouth was at her ear, his breath a warm breeze against her skin. “It’s just a dance. Sometimes it helps to shut out everything else and just fall into the music.”

She was trying, but his body was so warm against hers and there was no mistaking the hard thickness of his cock pushing against her through the denim of his jeans. His scent teased at her nostrils, a heady blend of something woodsy and the smell of leather and horses. She was sure he’d showered but somehow, for men who worked at ranching rather than playing, the aroma burned its way into their skin. She loved it. Always had. If she wanted to be truthful, it was almost an aphrodisiac. She pressed herself just a millimeter closer.

What she would have given all those years ago to be where she was right this minute. But a lot of water had washed over the dam since then, and the last thing she wanted was to have Chance McDaniel feeling sorry for her.

“I…haven’t danced in a while,” she said lamely as she tried to relax in his grip.

God. Could I sound any more idiotic?

He chuckled, a low rumbling sound. “I think it’s like riding a horse. You never really forget. I think you could probably say that about everything.”

His lean fingers massaged the knot at the nape of her neck, his arm holding her against him as they shifted their bodies minimally in place. The stroking of those fingers sent shivers down her spine, but they also coaxed her to relax and move in rhythm with him. She actually found herself leaning her head against his shoulder.

“That’s it,” he whispered. “I learned music can make you forget just about any damn thing.”

 From “Eight Second Ride”

Jessie Wade is a tough as nails sheriff until bull rider Kyle Mitchell ends up in her jail. With his bone-melting good looks and seductive voice, he knocks Jessie’s defenses down one by one and awakens the sensuous woman she’s hidden beneath her uniform. But Jessie can’t afford to be soft. Or allow herself to fall for a cowboy who’s never in one town longer than it takes to ride a bull. Kyle never backs down from a challenge, but after a passionate night with Jessie, he realizes there’s a hell of a woman behind the handcuffs and badge.  Can Kyle convince Jessie he can take her for more than an eight-second ride?

 Kyle Mitchell wanted to pry his eyes open but someone was pounding a drum inside his head so hard he was afraid to see daylight. Not only that, but whatever he was lying on was harder than a concrete floor and killing his back. He needed aspirin and coffee in large supply. He tried to raise his hands to press them against his aching temples but something jerked his right hand and prevented him from lifting it. Now he opened his eyes. And wished he hadn’t.

Unfortunately this wasn’t the first jail cell he’d been in, but he was pretty sure it was the worst. And he was pretty sure it hadn’t been modernized in the last fifty years. One wall consisted of the usual arrangement of bars with a portion of it hinged for a door. The sleeping arrangement, rather than a crummy cot that would have been a vast improvement, was a flat piece of wood with a mattress on it so thin he was sure he’d be able to see through it. And it was the kind that pulled down from the wall on chains.

And speaking of chain, he yanked at his right hand again and discovered he was handcuffed to one length of chain.

Damn! What the hell had happened? What had he gotten himself into now?

Squinting against the brightness of the light from the ceiling lights he looked down the length of his body.

Boots. Check.

Jeans. Check.

He clapped his left hand over his waist in a sudden panic.

Champion belt buckle! Okay! Check.

Shirt. Check.

He rubbed a hand over his square jaw, feeling the stubble of yesterday’s beard growth. Testing everywhere on his face he discovered his nose was tender but not broken, but the rest of his face felt as if a bull had stomped on it.

Wait. Was that what had happened? The last thing he remembered was lasting the full eight seconds on Sodbuster before landing in the dirt of the rodeo arena. Everything else was a blur.

“Well. It looks like you’re finally awake.”

The voice was pure music, soft, with a faint drawl. Squinting through the bars he thought for a minute his heart was going to stop beating. In the hallway looking in at him was about five-foot-four of the most breathtaking woman he’d ever seen. Dark blonde curls tumbled down to her shoulders, framing a lightly tanned face with emerald green eyes peeking out from thick, thick lashes. The stiff fabric of the uniform shirt she wore couldn’t conceal the lush ripeness of her breasts any more than the pants hid her mouthwatering curves.

But what really shook him up was the star gleaming from its place of prominence on her shirt, right over one of those nicely rounded breasts.

Holy hell! This was the sheriff?

He looked at her and something inside turned over. He had an urgent need to see this woman naked in his bed, but not the way he did with the usual women he rolled in the sheets with. Not an eight-second ride and done. No, even in his pitiful condition he could imagine making slow, soul-searing love to her. Everything from his balls to his brain went on instant alert.

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21 comments to “Desiree Holt: Ride a Cowboy!”

  1. Amy Stansbury
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 7:29 am · Link

    Chance sounds more like my type of cowboy.



  2. Leanne Gagnon
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 7:29 am · Link

    I choose chance sounds really hot I hope that I win this book



  3. Karen Roma
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 7:31 am · Link

    I love them both!! But the name Chance makes me warm and tingly all over! :oops:



  4. Laura Bowles
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 7:40 am · Link

    Chance McDaniel



  5. Manda Morris-West
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 7:41 am · Link

    …cold rainy mornin.. coffee hazelnutted and streamin on the night stand and covers still warm and snugly. Great morn to go back to bed and reason…. Both these beautiful cowboys trigger memories… having lived and worked on a ranch myself. But… something about KYLE rings a bell. Does he trade his jail chains for a different sort? Need to know… ツ :wink:



  6. Desiree Holt
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 8:06 am · Link

    Delilah, thanks so much for hosting me today. I’m having a wild ride with my cowboys!



  7. Toni Whitmire
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 8:21 am · Link

    They both sound delicious that it is to chose but I like Kyle bibbiesparks@yahoo.com.



  8. Donna A
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 8:37 am · Link

    Thanks for the free download. I just finished the first story so I’ll have to go with Chance but I can’t wait to meet Kyle.



  9. Savonna
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 8:52 am · Link

    I have to make a choice?!?!



  10. Savonna
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 8:53 am · Link

    It didn’t post the rest of my comment… Which was I love that Kyle will be challenged & have to ditch his love ‘em & leave ‘em ways!!



  11. Mary M.
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 8:54 am · Link

    I’d like to take a Chance for the first round, then Kyle for dessert! :twisted:



  12. Desiree Holt
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 11:49 am · Link

    They are just so yummy I had trouble choosing between them myself. I might be reduced to licking the cover.



  13. WildAboutBones
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 2:22 pm · Link

    Hey Desiree! Why by choosy? I’ll take them both…at the same time…surely they won’t mind sharing. LOL!



  14. catslady
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 3:14 pm · Link

    I’ve not heard Chance used before so I love it!



  15. Desiree Holt
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 6:00 pm · Link

    You are so right, WidlAboutBones. And cats lady? It’s one of none for sure. I’d use it all the time if I could! :-P



  16. Desiree Holt
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 6:01 pm · Link

    BTW, I’ll be waiting until late tonight to pick my winners so pass the word and keep checking back.



  17. veRONIca
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 6:15 pm · Link

    Chance is definitely the kind of cowboy I’d want



  18. Rachelle Lerner
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 6:25 pm · Link

    I agree that this is a hard choice. But, since Chance is not in jail, I guess he would have ot be my choice.



  19. Lori T
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 8:32 pm · Link

    Molly and Chance’s story sounds HOT HOT HOT



  20. Desiree Holt
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      · December 13th, 2013 at 10:05 pm · Link

    Okay, random.org and I have picked the winners. Drum roll, please……

    The winner of the signed print copy of Ride a Cowboy is…WildAboutBones

    Second winner is Savonna, and since this book is free this week on Amazon, feel fee to pick any other book on Amazon. I’ll gift it to you so you can get my Authorgraph.

    Ladies, contact me at desireeholt@desireeholt.com and we’ll take care of business. Thanks everyone for showing up. It was fun.

    Oh, and please check out the rest of my cowboy kink books in the Rawhide series.
    :lol:



  21. Charlotte Copper
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      · December 14th, 2013 at 10:08 am · Link

    Well, which one is the cowboy on the cover? Cause he is definitely the one I want!!