Seduction at Whispering Lakes. Linda Hudson-Smith
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Bending his head, Zaire feathered kisses onto China’s cheeks, moving down to her lower lip. His taunting tongue teased her mouth, until she opened up for it to enter. The next several kisses were light and playful.
As the kiss grew hotter with passion, China found it hard to keep from squirming. Her body was on fire from Zaire’s burning touch. They’d come so close to making love earlier, but it hadn’t happened.
Lying flat on his back, Zaire rolled China over until she was on top of him. Wrapping her up in his arms, he kissed her passionately. Slightly loosening his grip on her, his hand roved the back of her thighs with tenderness.
Prompted by his nearly out-of-control desire, Zaire took his explorations further, slipping his hand under China’s dress and caressing her silk-clad rear. Feeling the prickly heat of her flesh through her panties, his one desperate desire was to cool down her body—and heat it right back up, over and over again.
Dear Reader,
I sincerely hope you enjoy reading Seduction at Whispering Lakes, my latest love story featuring China Braxton, R.N., and Zaire Kingdom, owner of Whispering Lakes Ranch, a huge Texas spread offering ranch-style living and a variety of fun country-western events for guests of all ages to enjoy.
An immediate attraction sparks between China and Zaire. As they get to know each other, readers can join them on an adventurous journey. As China learns how life is lived on a dude ranch, she often compares the ranch style of living to living in Los Angeles, her native home.
I am very interested in hearing your comments and thoughts about this story. Please enclose a self-addressed, stamped envelope and all your contact information in mail to Linda Hudson-Smith, 16516 El Camino Real, Box 174, Houston, TX 77062. You can also email your comments to [email protected]. Please visit my website and fill out my contact form at www.lindahudsonsmith.com. I am also on www.facebook.com.
Enjoy,
Linda Hudson-Smith
Seduction at Whispering Lakes
Linda Hudson-Smith
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This novel is dedicated to
Farzaneh Banki, M.D.
Thank you so much for taking such special care of me
during the most difficult time in my life.
Allowing God to work through you and your gifted hands
saved my life. I will always be grateful to the
wonderful person and physician you are.
God Bless You Always
Chapter 1
Pride filled Zaire Kingdom as he sat atop powerful Thunder, one of the most beautiful palominos out of his stable of numerous horses. His golden brown eyes stared down at the magnificent ranch below, as the orange sun slowly descended. The vast acreage where hilly land masses and skies appeared to meet was a sight to behold. The view from the highest ridge on the Brownsville, Texas, property was breathtaking. This was his home.
Several of the nine beautiful lakes on Whispering Lakes Ranch offered great fishing experiences, one of Zaire’s favorite pastimes. The entire place was a relaxation haven for the successful corporate cowboy and his host of family members.
Zaire’s eyes suddenly zeroed in on a car pulled off to the side of the road leading up to the main building where guests registered to check into the log cabin–style guest cottages. Spotting a slender figure standing next to the auto, it appeared to be a woman, but he was too far away to be certain. Why the driver had pulled over was his main concern. Guests didn’t normally check in this late in the day. He wondered if the car or possibly the driver was in distress. Either way, help was on the way.
Pulling gently on the reins, turning Thunder around, Zaire headed in the direction of the automobile. With the horse’s hoofs flying across the familiar terrain, Zaire felt totally relaxed in the saddle, loving the feel of the wind. Out of the many entertainment venues offered at the ranch, he loved riding his horses and teaching his guests how to ride.
Stopping Thunder a couple of feet away from the car, Zaire dismounted. Tethering the reins to a nearby fence, he walked over to where a young woman leaned against the driver’s door of a late-model Toyota convertible. An expression of total bewilderment was etched on her pretty face. “Is everything okay, Ma’am?”
Embarrassment flashing in her sparkling chocolate brown eyes, China Braxton looked up at Zaire. “Would you believe I’m lost?”
“That’s not so hard to believe.” Zaire chuckled. “Where you headed?”
“Whispering Lakes Ranch. I have reservations there. Think you can point a lost city girl in the right direction?”
Zaire grinned. “You’re already on the ranch.” He pointed ahead. “Another mile or so up the road is the registration building. I’ll lead the way on horseback.”
China sighed with relief. “That’s so kind. Are you a guest, too?”
“You could say that.” He was a permanent guest, but she’d find it out in due time.
“My dad told me a lot about this place. I hope it lives up to all his hype. By the way, I’m China Braxton.” Looking over at the horse, she wished she had the nerve to stroke it. Being intimidated by such a powerful, beautiful animal made her feel silly.
“I’m Zaire Kingdom, Ma’am.” He gave her a warm smile. “Ready?”
“Lead the way.”
Waiting until China was buckled up, Zaire mounted Thunder. Settling into a moderately paced gallop, he rode toward the main building. The area would be well lit in another couple of yards. She would’ve seen the huge neon sign welcoming guests to the property had she continued on. He gave thought to adding an additional mile or two of lights to the route, yet no previous problems with lighting had been reported.
Even though Thunder wouldn’t stray far from its owner, Zaire tethered his horse. Bred, born and raised on this land, Thunder knew every square inch of the entire ranch.
China looked toward the massive A-frame structure. Turning around, she faced Zaire. “Impressive piece of architecture! Wish I’d gotten here a long time ago. I stopped in town ‘cause I can’t resist browsing quaint little gift shops. Billboard advertisings are posted everywhere. Do you think someone’s inside to check me in?”
He gave an assuring smile. “Don’t worry. You’ll be checked in. Come with me.”
China lifted an eyebrow. “You seem to know the ropes around here.”
“You could say that,” he answered.
China