Cowgirl Crazy (Bad Girls Book 2)

by Jennifer Labelle

  “That works,” Sawyer nodded, “Mace and I can do a few sketches for you both to check out. When I get back to the shop tomorrow, I’ll give you a call. Let you know when you should stop by for a consult. You can both look at the designs we’ve come up with and let us know if you’d like any changes done to it, things like that. From there we can make an appointment for the permanent ink.”

  “Thank you, this is so exciting!” Ava clapped enthusiastically and they all chuckled.

  “Ooh, Alex, maybe we should get something done too,” Lena remarked.

  “We’ll see how you feel about that come morning sweetheart, and I’ll keep it in mind,” Alex said, looking skeptical.

  “What’chya thinking about?” Mace whispered, and she jumped. Becca hadn’t noticed him approach. He grabbed the empty chair beside her and sat close. She’d been vaguely listening in on the conversations around her, and distracted with thoughts about her other persona, and the site everyone seemed to love.

  “I was thinking I might try that bull over there soon.” She pointed in the direction of the cowboy currently riding it. “Caught my eye as soon as I walked in.”

  “Mm, now this I’d love to see.” Mace smirked. “Think you can handle that?” He tipped his head towards the same cowboy who was now on the floor.

  “Oh, I can ride.” Becca winked. “Care to make a bet?”

  “I like the way you think,” he said, his eyes taking on a mischievous glint. “What do you have in mind?”

  “Let’s see.” She steepled her fingers while in thought and tapped her chin. “If I win you have to wash my car, by hand.” She could picture it now, Mace shirtless and full of suds. What a sight.

  “Done, and if I win I get a kiss before the night’s over.” He smiled. “Now the terms of our bet?”

  “We ride the bull!” she exclaimed, knowing this was about to get good. This situation was a win/win as far as she was concerned. “The first one to fall off is the loser.”

  “You’re on, sexy.” Mace stood. “Hey, Jagger I’m gonna need you for a minute.”

  It was set, after Mace explained their little wager to everyone they sat with, they mutually agreed Jagger would be timing them both.

  Game on.

  Becca rubbed her hands together and eyed the machine. It was ladies first of course, and she had a chorus of cheers from the sidelines. Let the battle of the sexes begin. She took a deep breath and mounted the mechanical beast. After securing her hand, she gave a nod to Liam to start it up.

  One, two, three, weee!

  She rocked back and forth with her free hand waving in the air. It bucked wild back and forth, round and round, and side to side, it was exhilarating. Her ass slammed up and down, her curvy body lurched forward, and she slid to the side all the while trying to hold on for dear life. Then all too soon, her grip loosened and she landed on the padded floor.

  Becca stood up and rubbed her butt.

  “Way to go, Becca!” Sawyer yelled, and everyone else whistled and cheered. She instantly sought out Mace and got butterflies. His lust filled gaze never left her face as he closed the distance, and she licked her lips.

  “Fuck, that was hot, but it’s my turn now, sweetness. I can’t wait to see if you taste as good as you look,” he growled, and helped her off the mat. Mace took his position as she sidled up to Jagger.

  “So how did I do?” she asked.

  “Not too bad.” Jagger kept it vague as he watched the clock and her opponent ride.

  “You were great!” Sawyer wrapped an arm around her shoulders and gave her a squeeze. “It looks like so much fun. I’m next.”

  Becca chuckled, and Mace was on the floor now. “Well?” She turned to Jagger again.

  Mace joined them. “How’d I do?”

  “Sorry, man, Becca has you beat by a couple of seconds.” Jagger shook his head, and she whooped with joy.

  “Congrats, come on, Jag. It’s my turn,” Sawyer said, and the other couple walked off to get her situated.

  “You ready to clean?” She teased. “There is nothing sexier than a man who knows how to do his chores. Did I mention I’m hoping you’ll be shirtless too?”

  “I think that can be arranged.” He pulled her closer by her belt loops. “You got lucky honey.”

  “Truth be told, it’s been awhile. But, you never know, Tattoos. I may get lucky one day soon.” Flirting came naturally around this man and she was feeling bold.

  “Just say the word.” He groaned. “And I’d be happy to make that happen for you.”

  “I’ll keep that in mind.” Becca reached up and caressed the side of his face. “In the meantime, I think you should be rewarded for effort.” Her hand moved to the back of his head and she encouraged him forward. Her fingers slid through his hair and stayed there through the kiss. Her lips met his and she took it slow to savor him. One peck turned into two before her tongue slid inside and met with his. Her soft curves pressed against his muscular frame and the moment was Heaven on Earth. She was so consumed, everything around them faded and it felt like they were the only two in the room. Mace’s hands wrapped around her tighter, the heat of his touch ignited her butterflies of excitement. She was so wet, her pussy ached. She rubbed against him and he reached down to squeeze her ass. It was so good, and then the moment screeched to a halt the moment they heard someone clear their throat from beside them.

  Becca pulled back and pressed her forehead against his chest to catch her breath.

  “What?” Mace grumbled, and she looked over to see their group looking smug. Their friend Liam laughed. “As hot as that was for everyone to see I think it’s time we get back to the party.” The proprietor couple, Liam and Ava, ushered everyone back towards the table and raised their glasses for a toast. “To great friends, good times, and strong unions. Congratulations, Sawyer and Jagger, here is to many years of happiness together.”

  Everyone took a sip and congratulated the happy couple again. Mace draped an arm around Becca’s shoulders and pulled her as close as possible, then it dawned on her. “Oh, I almost forgot.” She palmed her forehead and went to search her purse. “Here’s your key. Feel free to bring your baby over anytime.”

  “Thanks,” he said, pocketing it. “Now, how about a dance?”

  “She’s With Me” by High Valley started playing on the jukebox, and she accepted the hand he offered her to escort them to the dance floor.

  Now, this should be interesting.

  “You’ve proven you’ve got moves tonight on that mechanical bull, now I’m gonna show you I’ve got the moves too.” Mace winked at her. She started the dance in his arms, and before she knew it, they twirled, grinded, and two-stepped their way to a great time. It was a blast.

  Brody Mace had skills there was no doubt about it, and she couldn’t remember the last time she’d smiled and laughed so much in her life. It was a memory she wouldn’t soon forget.

  Chapter Three

  Becca

  The next day, she checked the comments again on her last post. Thankfully Lusty Cowboy aka ‘creepy guy’ had only left the one. She breathed a sigh of relief as she scrolled through to figure out her next sexy request, and this one caught her eye.

  Committed but Curious wrote:

  “It’s so refreshing to be able to ask questions or make requests about something so intimate without being judged for it thanks to the anonymity this site provides us, thank you for that. I’m a huge fan of Cowgirl Crazy so here goes. My fiancé and I have been together for five years total. Seeing as we’re in a long-term relationship, we’d like to spice things up a little. We’ve used a couple of your suggestions so far and it’s been really good, but lately he’s expressed an interest in anal, and we haven’t done that before. I’m just wondering if you could recommend a good lube, and maybe some toys we could use so I can practice a little before the real thing happens. I’ll be crossing my fingers that out of all the requests you truly consider mine. Thanks again in advance, CBC.”

  Becca smi
led, took a deep breath, and began to write her next post.

  A Story to Tell,

  Welcome back my crazy but loyal readers. Last week I truly found out how popular this place has become, and I am eternally grateful. I began this anonymous journey to escape what was my otherwise normal boring existence. As y’all know my romantic life has been in a rut for quite some time now, but things are looking up. Remember Mr. Tall, Tattooed, and Tempting? I’m happy to note we’re making progress.

  Speaking of…

  I also recall my promise to tell you more about our first encounter. So here you have it.

  Mr. Fantasy Man showed up out of nowhere and took my breath away. He was totally out of my league. I could hear the rumble of his bike in the distance and caught my first glimpse of the stranger as he pulled into the gas station across the way. He wore a dark helmet, form fitting jeans, boots, and worn leather. He was a delectable distraction from afar. Now tell me ladies, what is it that makes us gravitate towards the bad boys? As I was coming out of the post office on Cully, he’d just finished paying his bill and was on his way to the bike again when I got my first glimpse of his face. Whew! From there I was all thumbs and two left feet. I dropped my parcel, which by the way, was from one of my sponsors on this site so you can imagine my embarrassment when not only had Mr. Fantasy Man noticed but so had one of my older business colleagues down the street. I rushed to get everything together and out of sight, only I wasn’t fast enough. The sexy stranger knelt to help me out, of course, noticing some of the toys I desperately tried to keep hidden. His easy smile didn’t help ease my embarrassment. I was literally caught red-handed, yet he never mentioned the obvious to me, and he saved me further embarrassment by distracting the nosy old lady rushing toward us with good intentions mixed in. The man was kind of sweet, not such a bad boy after all. He properly introduced himself, as did I, and he led the old lady away as he promised to see me again sometime soon.

  And, the rest is history.

  Since then we’ve seen each other on occasion and have become friends with potential. He’s unknowingly fueled my desire and has given me hope, so wish me luck with this. Before running into him I was about ready to swear off men in general…lol.

  In the meantime, I’ve gone through the comments on last week’s post, and I’ve decided to give a shout out to Committed but Curious. Your crossed fingers worked honey, let me test out a few of those products and I’ll get back to y’all in a few days with some good recs for anal play.

  Pleasurable encounters, and pleasant dreams,

  Your number one Cowgirl Crazy lady,

  E.

  XO

  ***

  Mace

  Home, that’s what the tattoo shop had become. The moment he had the needle in his hand, heard the buzz from around the room as it hit the skin of whoever was in his chair and he was in his element. It was peaceful while he was in the zone, a place where he could escape in his artwork and share it with others. Since he could barely get the sexy brunette realtor out of his head outside of work, it gave his aching nut sack a break too. Damn, but he needed to get laid and pronto. Although blue balls sucked, he had a feeling Becca would be worth the wait.

  Right now, though, all that mattered was his client’s happiness and the piece of art he was currently creating on her arm. He hummed to the background music and wiped her skin with a paper towel to clear the excess ink away.

  “Hey, lover boy, we’ve got a two o’clock with Liam and Ava. You finished the sketches they asked for right?” Sawyer asked while looking over his shoulder.

  “Finished last night.” He grunted, dipped his needle in more ink, and grouched, “Knock it off with the lover boy shit.”

  His client giggled. “I don’t know, Mace, I have a feeling the name precedes you.” He lifted a brow curiously while the woman winked at him and then he shook his head.

  Women go figure.

  “Oh, it does.” Sawyer giggled. “You should have seen him the other night at Tipsy’s with Ms. Becca Everett.” She wiggled her eyebrows up and down and pretended to fan herself.

  “Pity.” His client pouted and he could feel his face heat up. Fuckin’ Sawyer. She was lucky he loved her like family.

  “I think that’s enough talk about me.” Mace turned his head to look up at the pest he treated like a sister. “Beat it, squirt. I’m tryin’ to work over here, unlike some people.”

  “Yeah, yeah, yeah.” Sawyer chuckled and walked away with a smile.

  “So, is it serious?” his client asked.

  “Say what?” Mace stopped again and sat back.

  “With the girl, Becca, because if it’s not you and I could get to know each other better sometime…”

  Shit, is this chick for real?

  “Think so.” He cleared his throat. “I appreciate the offer, but I’m content with my status the way it is.”

  “Right.” She nodded. “Can’t blame a girl for trying.”

  “I’ll keep that in mind.” He smiled right then, and instead of encouraging her he went back to it with the remainder of his session in blissful silence.

  Twenty-five minutes later after explaining the aftercare instructions to his client, he was done with her and getting ready for his next appointment. Liam and Ava would be there in about fifteen, and he had a few words for Sawyer.

  The pain in the ass sat in the front of the shop on the computer engrossed in whatever it was she was looking at. “You mind telling me what that was all about?” he asked while he pointed over his shoulder with his thumb in the direction of his station.

  Sawyer snickered. “Relax, bro, saw the chick checking you out is all and figured I’d let her know what’s what. I like Becca and I think she’d be good for you.”

  He snorted. “Well, for future reference you’d do good to know I can handle myself when it comes to the ladies.”

  “Suit yourself.” Sawyer shrugged. “All forgiven?”

  “Yeah,” Mace said and ruffled her hair. It had the added effect of pissing her off, great payback for the earlier shit she pulled by putting him on the spot. It was just the two of them now, but not for long. Mad Ink had a pretty steady schedule of clientele.

  “Ooh, she’s going anal!” Sawyer squealed and clapped her hands.

  What. The. Fuck?

  “The hell you say?” he asked. “What kind of shit are you looking at over here?”

  “Cowgirl Crazy, damn, Mace, you’ve got to check this site out.” She laughed. “It’s this local chick that writes about personal experiences, gives recommendations, and takes requests from busy, lonely likeminded women in town and from God only knows where else in the world. It’s humble, educational, and crazy funny other times. Only nobody knows who she is. It’s completely anonymous but all about sex.”

  “Are you serious?”

  “As a heart attack, we’re talking experiences, positions, stories, toys of the adult variety, and recommendations. She’s a hit. Check these sponsors out.” Sawyer got up and pushed Mace into the chair she vacated. It’s frickin’ awesome.”

  “And nobody has figured out who this chick could be?” he clarified as he began to read her latest post.

  “Me and the girls have had a few guesses, but nothing concrete.” She shrugged. “It’d be intriguing to find out, but otherwise meh, it’s entertaining and she knows what she’s talkin’ about. I’ve tried some of those recommendations of hers and…”

  “Stop yourself right there.” He shuddered.

  “Whatever,” Sawyer said and shoved him in the shoulder. “What’d you think?”

  “Give me a minute to finish,” he grunted and tuned her out, so he could continue reading it.

  Well fuck me! I knew my Angel had a naughty side. Becca, Becca, Becca…hmm.

  It just had to be her, the gas station, the nosy neighbor, him helping her pick things up and leading the old lady away so she could compose herself from embarrassment. It was just good to know that she felt the same kind of pull that he had. Ma
ce groaned as his dick got hard and he fidgeted in his seat to get more comfortable. Thank fuck, Sawyer had showed this to him because if the lovely Becca needed any help with her research he was just the guy to lend her a hand, or his cock for her personal use to explore at any time. Damn, but he needed to see her soon, and not because of what he’d just read, although he liked it a whole heck of a lot.

  He missed her.

  So, it was time to do something about it. Tonight after work was said and done he’d finally bring his car over to store in the barn and settle his debt for the bet he made with her and then lost. She rode the hell out of that bull the other night at the bar and he owed her a car wash for it.

  “Well?” Sawyer patiently waited for him to say something about it.

  “Just like you said, interesting.” Mace smiled because she looked disappointed and that was all the opinion she was going to get out of him. He was a man for fuck’s sake. She wanted conversation she needed to talk to someone else about it. He was also going to keep the whole Becca assumption to himself.

  The thought of talking more about the sex website with someone he considered a sister had the desired effect of deflating his chubby. Just in time too because Liam and Ava walked through the door at that very moment and it was time to show them some designs and ink some skin once again. He loved his job and his life.

  Everything was looking up.

  ***

  Lusty Cowboy

  There was a fine line between love and hate, and as he sat there in front of his computer screen reading Becca’s latest post he could feel his anger simmer to a boiling point. He’d been eyeing her for a while now before he’d put two and two together that she was in fact his fantasy woman, Cowgirl Crazy’s, E. He’d figured it out from her “Curious Minds” post. He was born and raised in Kerrville and had only known one woman whose parents had died, leaving her to raise her brother on her own. One woman who was also career driven and often alone. He was sure it was her. It had to be.