I’m older than her. I should know better. But I can’t help myself.
My name’s Clint McRae. I’m a cowboy through and through and I’m damn good at what I do. I took this job without realizing how hard it would be. Hard to train a know-it-all trick rider like Pheonyx Delancey, Hard to get her all the way to the National Championships.
Hard to keep my hands off her.
She’s got talent but she’s reckless and wild in the saddle. I can’t tell if I want to kiss those soft lips or spank that sweet bottom. By the time the season is over, I’m sure I’ll be doing a fair bit of both.
She’s a feisty little filly who needs taming. And I’m just the man for the job.
Note: This is a standalone story.