This is awesome! EM has written a bonus scene from her new novel Spaghetti Western and is sharing it here today.
Riley’s a chef, and while he loves to cook, food hasn’t always meant love. He grew up in a house with distant parents who let the nanny take care of the kids. No hugs, kisses and cupcakes from Mommy. But when he meets Colby Zane and goes to work at the Rocking Z Ranch, he learns that food can be a wonderful way to express his love.
Here’s a scene where he does just that.
This scene isn’t in the book, so if you haven’t read Spaghetti Western (yet), there aren’t any spoilers, but it will give you some idea how much fun Colby and Riley are together. I hope you love it. Enjoy!
Riley had his back to the door when Colby entered the kitchen.
Katrina, Chuck and Willa were nowhere to be seen. It was awfully quiet in the kitchen, even for the lull between breakfast and lunch.
“Did your elves run away or something?” Colby asked.
Riley’s shoulders rose and he swung around. “Hey, I didn’t hear you come in.”
“At least I’ve got your all to myself for a few minutes.” Colby covered the ten feet between them in a second and had Riley wrapped in his arms. Riley relaxed into the embrace and let Colby back him against the counter and kiss him until Colby either had to get their clothes off or back away.
He reluctantly chose the latter. He smoothed the bulge in his jeans and thought how unfair it was Riley wore an apron that hid his arousal.
“I’ve got a surprise for you, Colby.” Riley hopped up onto the counter and hooked a finger in Colby’s shirt collar to pull him back in, then trapped him by wrapping his legs around Colby’s waist.
“I like how it starts.”
“This isn’t the surprise, but you can start thanking me now.” Riley put a hand behind Colby’s head and pulled him close for another mind-blowing kiss. Riley’s tongue knew where to stroke and caress and Colby was jelly—except for his dick—in about ten seconds. Then Riley slid his hand along Colby’s chest, firm against his abs and pecs and across one sensitive nipple and Colby couldn’t help letting out a little yelp.
“Mmmm. You’re gonna kill me or we’re gonna be embarrassed when your staff come back.”
“They won’t be back for a while. They’re in charge of lunch today, so I let them go early after breakfast.”
“So you’re free for lunch?” Colby started to get the picture. “I’m off the rest of the day. So maybe we could…..”
“I already planned lunch for us. Got a picnic just about ready to go.”
“Yup. All you have to do is eat. Well, almost.”
“I like the idea of ‘almost.’” He hoped the non-eating part involved them getting out of their clothes. It was suddenly pretty hot in the kitchen. Hotter than usual.
Twenty minutes later Riley and Colby were in the barn. Tommo was saddling Rosewood, a pretty bay mare and Colby’s mare Twenty-four was also ready to go. Tommo looked up when Riley approached. “Thanks, Tommo.”
Tommo tipped his hat to Riley, then grinned at Colby. “You two have a nice picnic.”
Colby’s mouth nearly dropped open at the way Tommo emphasized the world “picnic.” He turned to Riley. “You’ve got Tommo helping you too, today?”
“Everyone seems awfully helpful in getting you away from the barn and office. I wonder why?” Riley touched a finger to his chin and glanced toward the ceiling. He looked adorable.
“So where’s the picnic basket?” Colby glanced around and didn’t see it.
“Out at the picnic spot. We just have to get there.”
Colby checked Rosewood’s girth and give Riley a leg up, then he checked his own mare’s tack and sprang into the saddle. “Now what?”
“Follow me.” Riley moved Rosewood toward the entrance and Colby followed.
Riley didn’t know his way around the ranch very well yet, but he certainly had something planned. If they happened to get lost, Colby wouldn’t particularly mind. He just hoped the picnic wasn’t too far. As much as he wanted a taste of Riley, he was almost as eager for whatever Riley had cooked up.
They hadn’t been on the trail ten minutes when Colby guessed their destination. “Hey, are we—” He stopped himself. Why ruin Riley’s surprise?
Half an hour later they arrived at the top of the plateau overlooking the plains between the ranch and the Rockies in the distance. With an almost cloudless sky and a slight breeze to offset the heat, it was a perfect view and a perfect day.
Riley stopped and dismounted. “Need some help?” he asked Colby.
“I can manage, thanks.” Colby slid off Twenty-four and secured her and Rosewood to the nearest tree, where a plastic water trough had already been filled. “Looks like you’ve thought of everything. Except food.”
“You’re awfully impatient.”
“I told you, I’m starving.” Colby slid an army around Riley’s waist and the walked the last twenty meters. “Oh, wow.” Colby stopped when he got to the top of the trail. Picnic blankets and cushions had been laid out and a big red-and-white cooler sat nearby. “You have thought of everything!”
“Come and have a seat.”
Colby sat on a cushion, and Riley pulled his boots off. Colby felt a little like he’d arrived at a Middle Eastern restaurant. Riley knelt next to him and served him some cool, crisp white wine. They raised their glasses in a toast and enjoyed a few sips.
“One last thing I need to do.” Riley pulled something out of the cooler. “Close your eyes.”
This was starting to be fun. Usually Colby hated surprises, but Riley had changed all that. Then he felt Riley move behind him and pull something across his eyes. He opened them and discovered he’d been blindfolded.
“Hey, I didn’t sign up for this!”
“You want to eat, don’t you?” Riley’s tone was playful.
“Yes, but how can I eat if I can’t see anything?”
Riley didn’t respond.
Colby heard the cooler open and shut and smelled a mix of tantalizing aromas he couldn’t name. He could take a hint.
“Ready for the first course?”
Colby raised his hands to the fabric across his eyes, but Riley stopped him.
“No peeking. Today’s lunch is a test. If you can name three things, you get a prize.”
“What’s the prize?”
“Choose your own prize. Anything you want, but you have to collect before we go back.”
Colby chuckled. It didn’t take much imagination as to what the possibilities might entail. But he liked the idea. “I’ll play. How many things?”
“So I can only get one wrong?”
“You’re good at kissing and math.”
“Speaking of kissing…. Can I get a little reward now?”
“Sure.” Riley’s weight settled onto Colby’s lap, legs straddling him. The Riley’s warm lips were pressed against Colby’s. He tasted like the wine, a delicious combination.
Colby didn’t want to stop, so he took his time, enjoy a slow, deep kiss until his stomach rumbled.
Riley pulled off. “That’s enough for now. Now, tell me what this is.” Colby opened his mouth and Riley pushed in a small piece of fruit. It was cool and sweet. It tasted familiar, but he wasn’t sure. He chewed and swallowed. Riley fed him more and from the sounds, Riley was also eating. In between bites he leaned close for another kiss.
Colby wasn’t even paying attention to the food. With Riley still in his lap, close enough to feel the heat from his body and all the kissing, Colby was already hard. He was enjoying this a hell of a lot.
“Food or kisses?”
“Food. And you have to guess what it is before the next course.”
Colby had a couple more bites. “Melon?”
“Shit, Riley. How hard is this going to be?”
“Looks pretty hard already.” Riley slid his hand across Colby’s crotch and Colby let out a little gasp. “Okay, what color melon do you think it is?”
“Ding-ding-ding. Right. Well, good enough. There were three kinds of melon and one was watermelon. With a drizzle of honey and mint. You want more?”
“Fine.” Riley got up and made more noise in the cooler, then sat back on Colby’s lap. He kissed Colby’s chin and throat and unbuttoned his shirt then sprinkled some more kisses down Colby’s chest.
“Are you trying to distract me?”
“Not particularly. Just enjoying myself. Open up.”
As with the fruit, Riley interspersed kisses between bites and when Colby put an arm around Riley his fingers found warm, smooth skin of Riley’s back. This was really getting interesting. When Colby was told to guess he had to concentrate real hard. He was a little out of breath from the kisses and knowing Riley was undressing himself.
“Something with chicken. Cheese, salsa? I know I’ve had that before.”
“Good job. Chicken with salsa verde.” This time the reward was Riley taking Colby’s shirt off and rolling him down onto the blanket where they lay together kissing for a while. Then Riley unbuckled Colby’s belt and unfastened his jeans. He sucked on Colby’s nipples until Colby couldn’t breathe. When Riley pressed his face against Colby’s cock he thought he’d shoot his load right there.
“Hang on, there. Slow down, down there. Let’s get to the next course. So I can get my prize.”
The next food was dessert. Ice cream or gelato or sorbet. Colby didn’t know what the difference was. It was delicious, just like everything else.
“Mocha or chocolate ice cream?”
Riley made a sound like a buzzer. “Sorry, folks, that is not correct. Taste it again.”
“I give up.”
“It’s hazelnut sorbet.”
“It was yummy. Okay, so I have to get the next one right or I lose?”
“Yup.” Riley got up and moved around some more. “Now hold your hands behind your back.”
“Because…well, because I said so. Once you taste it, you’ll understand.”
Colby’s brain imagined all sorts of scenarios.
“This time just lick, don’t bite.”
Colby tentatively put his tongue out and felt warm flesh. It was Riley. “Mmmm. You.”
“Yes, of course it’s me. But what part of me?” Riley was laughing now.
“Yes. And if you get this wrong you don’t get the big prize.”
“Don’t put any pressure on me.”
Colby tried to figure out where Riley’s voice was coming from to get an idea what part of his body he’d just licked. It couldn’t be his dick, that much was clear. It would be have been too easy. It wasn’t a nipple or anything on his face. He licked again.
Smooth. He didn’t feel any hair so that narrowed it down. Another lick. There were some curves and the skin tasted a little salty. He didn’t want to get this wrong!
“Your back or shoulder?”
“Damn, you’re a nitpicker.” Colby licked one last time. “Shoulder.”
“Ding-ding-ding! We’ve got a winner.”
Colby let out a whoop and tried take off the bandanna.
“Not yet. Anyway, that was my shoulder blade, so back or shoulder were both correct.”
“You love it.”
“Yeah, I do. Now for my prize?”
“What would you like?” Riley settled back into Colby’s lap and this time he was completely naked. He didn’t stop Colby from touching him or pulling him in for a kiss.
“I’d like to get out of the rest of my clothes.”
Riley helped Colby stand and took his pants and shorts off, then Colby felt Riley’s mouth close over his cock. “Hey, I didn’t decide yet.”
“I’m cheating a little. I’ve been wanting to do this since we got here.”
“I’ve been wanting you to do that since long before we got here.”
“So you want a blow job?”
Colby played with Riley’s hair as Riley licked and sucked him gently. It felt amazing with the blindfold on. “Well, since you’re already naked too. Maybe we could take advantage of that. I’d like to fuck you out here in the middle of the day. We’ve never done that before.”
“Why haven’t we done that before?”
Riley stood up and kissed Colby. “Let me just get ready.”
“I’ll do it.”
“No because you’re not allowed to take the bandanna off yet.”
Colby grinned. He listened to Riley squeezing lube into his hand and the squishy noises as he must have been pushing fingers into himself. He wanted to watch, but it was fun imagining the sight too.
“I can see you’re enjoying this already,” Riley said.
Colby’s cock was rock hard. He heard a condom wrapper ripping and Riley rolled it onto him and added more lube. “How are we gonna do this?”
“I’m on my hands and knees, just come up behind me. I’ll let you use your hands now and I’ll guide you.”
Colby got to his knees and felt Riley’s ass in front of him. He moved closer and using his hands he managed to get his dick to Riley’s hole. “I think this is gonna work.” He pushed inside and it was like nothing he’d ever felt. No matter how many times he’d be inside Riley, entering him without any visual clues was incredible. Even making love in the dark was completely different.
Here, in the open air, with the sound of the horses and the scent of trees and grass and lunch and Riley’s skin. Colby had to hold on to Riley’s hips tightly because his balance was off without visual clues. But he thrust in and out and heard Riley’s moans and gasps more distinctly than any other time they’d been together.
With the sensations so much more intense, Colby couldn’t last as long as usual and he didn’t try. But before he came he reached down to get Riley off, then let himself ride over the edge of orgasm. Afterwards, Colby lay on his back, still blindfolded and kissed Riley for a long time, relaxing with the sun’s rays playing over his naked skin.
Then Riley pulled the bandanna off. Colby blinked in the bright sunshine. Riley looked so beautiful lying on the blankets smiling up at him.
“That was the best picnic ever. Thank you.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it. And you should thank me.” He winked.
“Why do you say that?”
“Because you didn’t get three out of four correct.”
“I didn’t? Why’d you say I did?”
“If I hadn’t let you cheat it wouldn’t have been as much fun.
“What did I get wrong?”
“It doesn’t matter. In my book you got a perfect score.”
“Mmm. I love you.”
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A Novel in the Delectable Series
Cordon Bleu-trained chef Riley Emerson arrives in Aspen, Colorado for a summer at the best restaurant in town, only to discover his jerk of a boyfriend has dumped him, leaving his heart and his plans in tatters. Doubting himself and longing for a change of pace, he takes a low-paying position at the Rocking Z guest ranch, though he expects nature up close and personal won’t hold a candle to his exciting Paris lifestyle.
When born-and-bred cattle rancher Colby Zane spots a newcomer being pawed at by a passel of horny cowboys at Aspen’s Club Rawhide, he rushes in, throws the guy over his shoulder, and rescues him. Sober, Riley Emerson is sweet and sexy, but not interested in more than a one-night stand. Still, Colby’s over the moon when Riley later arrives as the new cook on his family’s ranch.
But all’s not well at the Rocking Z. Unsurmountable financial problems force them to seek a cash infusion from outside investor Fitz Wellington. Fitz is hot for Colby, and he won’t sign on the dotted line without some very personal incentives. The future of the ranch is at stake, and Colby’s just that desperate, but saving the Z might mean losing Riley.
She is the author of Sex, Lies & Wedding Bells, the Precious Gems series from Dreamspinner Press, and the Rewriting History series starring a sexy jewel thief, among others.