A Matter Among Men (MF)

A Matter Among Cowboys 1

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 36,000
93 Ratings (3.8)

[Siren Classic: Erotic Cowboy Romance]

Jack Dawson is solid cowboy. He's built for a woman's indefinite pleasure, but only one cowgirl has his attention. His body indicates he can deliver on any woman's fantasy but Darlene knows Dawson's type. They have tall hats, big ideas and of course, they possess the grandest of them all. She's not easily impressed until she comes face to face with a man who plans to ruin her for another cowboy.

Jack and Darlene know one another from a past life, but hard times and a harder past have changed them both. When Jack shows up on Darlene's ranch, he makes few bones about it. He's there to claim the woman he's supposed to have, the land that belongs to him, and the life he's placed on hold for far too long. And when he doeshe'll make sure he has a damn good time doing it.

"I grew up on a farm in Tennessee. I saw a lot of cattle shipped in and out on a daily basis. I also came face to face with many handsome cowboys. Jack Dawson, while a figment of my imagination, is the typical cowboy often found in the hayfields of Tennessee on hot summer days. I hope you enjoy this story!" ~ Destiny ~

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A Matter Among Men (MF)
93 Ratings (3.8)

A Matter Among Men (MF)

A Matter Among Cowboys 1

Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Heat Rating: Scorching
Word Count: 36,000
93 Ratings (3.8)
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5 Stars: "The twists and turns you don't see coming make this book an AMAZING read. I highly recommend A Matter Among Men to anyone who wants an interesting, erotic and yes, I do mean erotic story of romance, betrayal and humor at just the appropriate time. Ms. Blaine did an astounding job writing this book. I really felt like I was a part of the story. She definitely made my list of favorite authors."--Val Pearson, Just Erotic Romance Reviews

4 Pixies: "Destiny Blaine has done it again! What a wonderful story A Matter Among Men is. I was sucked in from the beginning and flipped pages as fast as I could to find more about Darlene and Jack. I loved Jack the first time I was introduced to him. This man is downright sexy, and cocky as hell, and it made this story that much better. He knows what he wants and that would be Darlene. He has no problem with stepping all over anyone to get her, especially her current lover Finn. I hated Finn from the beginning and I think he gets exactly what he deserves. He's the perfect bad guy and a great way for Darlene to learn from her mistakes.
     I really felt connect with Darlene, she knows what she wants at a young age, but isn't going to jump through hoops to get it. When her world comes crashing down around her, she does the best she can to get through. This makes her a little prickly and not looking for much, except a way to get off. Seeing her and Jack together, is explosive! Ms. Blaine has a way with her erotic scenes that makes your body tingle. I also enjoyed hearing Jack and Darlene recount their stories, while they were away from one another. It helps the readers identify with these two characters and we see why they turn out they way they do. Hey, if you're looking for an erotic romance that will keep you excited and burning hot, then A Matter Among Men, by Destiny Blaine, is the story for you." Becky Gaede, Dark Angel Reviews

4 Cups: "A Matter Among Men is highly erotic and burning in heat...This scorching read simmers with hot erotic pleasures at every turn. Both characters have lost much, and the ache is deep. The way Ms. Blaine allows the characters to come to terms with events is wonderfully written." -- Cherokee, Coffee Time Romance

4 Stars: "This short story packs quite a wallop. The characters are well developed and have distinctive voices. Jack is a strong "cave man" type. A Matter Among Men is a good read. If you enjoy romance you will enjoy A Matter Among Men." -- Anne Boling, ReviewYourBook

4 Angels: "A Matter Among Men by Destiny Blaine was a scorching hot read! This book was jam-packed with conflict both in and out of the bedroom. I also have to applaud Ms. Blaine for throwing in a surprising twist half way through the plot that totally threw me for a loop. Overall, I found A Matter Among Men to be an exciting, flaming hot read." -- Contessa, Fallen Angel Reviews

"The twists and turns you don't see coming make this book an AMAZING read. I highly recommend A Matter Among Men to anyone who wants an interesting, erotic and yes, I do mean erotic story of romance, betrayal and humor at just the appropriate time. Ms. Blaine did an astounding job writing this book. I really felt like I was a part of the story. She definitely made my list of favorite authors." -- Val, You Gotta Read Reviews

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The morning greetings sounded like wind chimes as I walked through the barn. “Mornin', Darlene.” It was my favorite part of the day. Even the smell of horse shit had a different aroma in the morning. Okay, so it blended in with the coffee brewing on either side of the barn.

I sat down in the office and started to go over some of the paperwork I’d let pile up for over a decade. Really, it’d been that long since Momma departed with Daddy trailing right behind her. We were left to run things. Correction, I stepped in to manage the business, and my big sister was free to lie around on her back. That’s not entirely fair. She did tell me she enjoyed it a lot up against the wall, too.

A long sigh escaped my lips before I called it a day. Two or three minutes was all it took to reach the decision. The pile accumulated for nearly ten years and it could continue to pile up for another ten or twenty more. A yawn followed a stretch before a few waist bends and I was ready to ride.

Three cowboys came in at about the same time my chair hit the back wall. They were strutting their stuff. I’d bedded one of them, blew two of them, and loved all of them. Yep, in my dreams. The one in the middle was mine, but the other two I’d never seen before. My loss, apparently.

“Morning, boys!” I called to them before I headed in the other direction. My farm manager was breaking in a colt, and I didn’t need to be in the barn makin’ small talk.

Finn caught up to me and grabbed me around the waist. “Now just where do you think you’re going so fast?” His mischievous smirk told me he’d already let the others know he had me marked as his. Poor boy. If only he knew. Sadly, Finn only paid attention when another man gave me the eye. I looked past him at the two options. Which one of you said something to Finn? I didn’t bother to ask. It was probably both of them. A pair of eyes stripped me down to a thong and I didn’t wonder for long.

“Hell, baby, I know I’m good, but I’m not that good,” I fired back at him and heard the laughter coming up on us. His sidekicks heard me loud and clear. It was all right. I didn’t give a damn. Who the hell were they going to tell in Lewisburg, Tennessee? And with my growing reputation, why would I care if they told all two hundred people? Okay, two-fifty.

Finn sneered.

“What’s wrong, Finn? Aren’t you going to introduce me to your friends?” I batted my eyes. I was so glad I looked good this bright, sunny day. I had on a shiny red shirt, low-cut of course, denim faded to perfection, and a new pair of leather riding boots. I looked damn fine, and thank goodness for blonde hair. Men liked to sum me up in three statements. Big boobs. Tight ass. Dumb blonde. Work it, baby. Work it. I reminded myself to play it for all it was worth.

One of Finn’s new friends gave me the once-over, and I propped an elbow up on a nearby ledge and threw a hip to rest my hand on it. That’s a lie. I threw the hip to let him look over the curves I had in just the right places. Finn already knew all about them. He could look the other way if he was left unimpressed. He wasn’t.

His brow gathered and narrowed. I swear it looked like it happened at the same time. See, I know Finn McClanahan better than he knows himself. What I was one-hundred percent sure of was the young and handsome Mr. McClanahan told these good ole boys in front of me some gal fucked him silly the night before.

He’d likely told them this “chick” also gave him the best blowjob he’d ever had or ever would have in his lifetime, because we both understood that much was true. I had a little mouth but could still suck baseballs, or mothballs, as the case would be with some men, through a water hose. Or yes, a straw.

I smiled sweetly, waiting for introductions, but Finn wasn’t budging to make them. Then, the plot thickened. Actually, it sweetened. In walked Stan. Kimbrell didn’t keep him from the work he needed to do. All four men stood there without a peep, exchanging looks and afraid to speak.

“Kimbrell let you go early this morning?” I turned away from Finn’s older brother to stick out my hand to one of the new guys. “I’m Darlene. I’m the one he fucked last night.” I pointed to Finn. I don’t really think they needed verification.

The handsome one took my hand with some hesitation, but the other boy couldn’t wait to shake it.

I gave Finn a daring glance. “That’s about what I thought.”

After our polite how-do-you-dos and the uncomfortable introductions, I turned to find a bucket and waltzed out of the barn. I tried to sway some, in case the handsome one found cause to watch.

I’m sure he did.

Finn, cute dimples and all, didn’t have a lick of sense and once we were outside, I told him about it.

“What’s wrong with you?” He leaned over the fence, staring straight ahead at the colt we were going to break.

“Not a damn thing,” I coolly responded.

“Why’d you have to go and do that for? Embarrass yourself like that.”

“Because, Finn, I told you no one should know about us. Just because you don’t give out my name doesn’t mean you can go and advertise what we do in the bedroom.”

He seemed puzzled. “Darlene, you didn’t have me in the bedroom.”

I smacked him on the back of the head. “This I know. Hell, I still have a straw up my ass to prove I did you in the barn.” I couldn’t help but laugh.

He didn’t think it was funny. Knowing Finn, he was still trying to reassure himself no one was in my bed and that the reference to one proved only figurative.

“Wanna tell me what you told them?” I challenged him some.

“Not particularly.” He shook his head.

“Do you wanna see how quick they’ll tell me?” My eyes held his and I waited for an answer.

“They ain’t gonna say anything,” he snapped. “I know they won’t.”

“Wanna bet?”

He was all over it. “You’re on.” The twinkle in his eye almost made me believe for an instant maybe he didn’t tell them, but guys can’t refuse bragging rights. I had a feeling boasting over me gave Finn just one too many tally marks. He happened to be the only one who knew what it was like to bed the sister of the town tramp. Even though Kimbrell’s reputation still followed me around, only Finn understood me in the more carnal sense.

“What’s the wager?” I hoped like hell he’d say a cheeseburger and fries from Betty’s in Columbia, but I didn’t get my wish.

“How about if I win, you owe me another night like last night?”

“Sure.” I shook his hand. “And if I win?”

“I’ll let you ride me anytime you like, even if I’ve got a girl.”

I really didn’t want his stupid bet, but the truth was, sometimes when Finn had a girlfriend, the need to screw did arrive. I guess it seemed like a fair gamble. We were tight friends, but he wanted those women who had the pretty bows in their hair and smelled all fresh like a baby’s ass. It would only be a matter of time before I’d be left out in the barn for another frilly little lady with dresses and high heels.

“Deal.” I decided it was a bargain after I thought of the lonely nights when he had another woman on his arm. Now, I really wanted to win.

We shook on it again.

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