Bent Over A Barrel Bundle: Western Cowboy Romance (Full Length Novels)

by Lolita London

  “Could you tell that to him,” she replied.

  “I would if I knew him,” Mrs. Lester replied. “I’d grab his ear and drag him here for you.”

  The idea of a grown man being pulled along by his ear by an irate 88 year old woman struck Mary as funny and she let out a laugh.

  “That’s nice to hear,” Mrs. Lester said with a smile. “You don’t laugh nearly enough dear.”

  “Sorry I’ve been so quiet the last few days,” Mary said.

  “I guessed you had things on your mind,” the elderly woman said. “If there is anything I can do for you, just let me know.”

  For one second Mary considered confessing the situation to get a different opinion, but the thought that Mrs. Lester might disapprove of what was going on in her life convinced her it was a bad idea. She didn’t consider the elderly lady as a gossip, but then she didn’t really know her that well. She eventually decided that it was best to keep things quiet.

  “Thanks, I’ll keep it in mind,” she said then picked up her cup to take a sip of her coffee.

  Their chat moved on to just small talk about the weather and life in the town for the remainder of the time that Mary sat drinking her coffee and ended when she got to her feet to wash her cup.

  “Have a nice day,” Mrs. Lester said.

  “You too,” Mary replied before walking back to her room.

  All she was hoping for was a quiet day where the most difficult thing she needed to deal with was a question from a student about the lessons she was teaching. The only way she was going to find out if that was true was to get to the schoolhouse and she put on her coat to do just that.

  The note from Annie was on the table when she walked inside the building, so she started her day by sitting down to read it. The last comment was written in capital letters again and followed by exclamation marks.

  ‘GIVE IN!!!’

  The smile flashed across Mary’s face for only a second when she read it. She still couldn’t make up her mind what to do when it came to Tom and she found herself half wishing that he wouldn’t show his face at the school that morning or afternoon. It would make things a lot easier, but she guessed it would only put off the inevitable for a few more days. He was unlikely to give up his pursuit of her and she would need to decide how she dealt with it.

  She tried to put thoughts of him out of her head as she started preparing for the lessons for the day and when she rang the bell at eight o’clock to bring the children in, there was no sign of Tom. That didn’t mean he wouldn’t show up, but she kept her mind on her teaching duties for the next few hours and only thought about him again during the lunch break. She kept her eye on the door this time when she rang the bell at two, but only the students that attended in the morning came back in.

  Mary let out a sigh of relief, but was all too aware of the slight disappointment that came over her for a few minutes. She tried to shake it off and turned her attention back to teaching the lessons. It kept her busy for the afternoon and when the hands of the clock showed four, she told the students to hand in their books and let them go home. Her mind was on marking their work for the next fifteen minutes or so and her concentration on the books meant that she didn’t hear the schoolhouse door open. It was only when Tom let out a quite cough that she looked up from what she was doing. She was immediately on edge when she saw who it was and got to her feet.

  “What are you doing here?” she asked. “School finished fifteen minutes ago.”

  The smile broke across Tom’s face and she was all too aware of just how handsome it was.

  “I thought maybe I would respond better and learn more from some one-on-one teaching,” he replied.

  Mary shook her head.

  “I can’t do that,” she replied. “You should leave.”

  “I just got here,” he went on as he walked across the room.

  Mary’s pulse quickened as he neared the table. She wanted to keep it between her and him, but he showed no signs of moving around it.

  “Maybe I can teach you how good kissing is again then,” he went on.

  Mary tried to keep her resolve strong, but the smile on his face as he looked at her was enough to start weakening it.

  “Look…,” she said. “This…, whatever is going on between us. It has to stop.”

  “Don’t you like kissing me?” he asked.

  Mary hesitated for just a moment too long before answering.

  “That’s not the point,” she started. “I…”

  “So you did like it,” Tom said.

  Mary stared across the table at him and could think of only one thing that would put him off.

  “I didn’t just come to Oakford to work in the school,” she said. “In fact I didn’t come to work in the school at all.”

  Tom already knew why she was there, but played out the game.

  “Why did you come then?” he asked.

  “I…,” Mary started. “I came here with the intention of getting married.”

  “Great,” he said with a grin. “I accept your proposal.”

  “What? No…,” Mary blurted out. “I’m already promised to another man.”

  “Then why did you let me kiss you?” he went on.

  “I…, I don’t know,” she let out and dropped her gaze.

  There was silence for a few seconds before Tom spoke again.

  “I’m sorry,” he said. “I deserve a beating for trying to lead you astray.”

  Mary’s eyes opened wide as she raised her gaze.

  “No you don’t,” she said. “You didn’t know.”

  “It doesn’t matter,” Tom went on. “I still deserve it.” His eyes lit up when he saw the long wooden ruler on the table and he leaned forward to pick it up. “You should beat me with this,” he said. “It will teach me a lesson.”

  “No,” Mary protested.

  The tension seemed to spark in the air as they stared across the table at each other and there was no doubt that what was happening was about more than just a beating. She could see the excitement on Tom’s face as their eyes remained locked together and it was beginning to infect her. It was the same feeling she experienced when he first kissed her and she knew she wouldn’t be able to stop him if he made a move on her. Annie told her to give in to the passion, but the truth was that she was powerless to stop herself doing just that.

  She was rooted to the spot as Tom moved around the table, but again found herself backing away as he closed in on her. It was a repeat of their previous encounter and her breath came out in short, sharp gasps when she found herself trapped in the corner of the room again. Confusion clouded her mind as a muscular student moved right in front of her and she put out a hand to try and hold him back. It only made her aware of his muscular physique and the pressure increased on her hand when he tried to lean in.

  “We can’t,” Mary let out in a last desperate attempt to get Tom to back off.

  He wasn’t listening though and she shuddered as his lips found hers. The electric sensation ran through her and any resolve she had melted away. She moved her hand from his chest and as their bodies came together, she was instantly aware of the hardness pressing against her. It scared and excited her that a man was getting so turned on to be near her and it sent more shudders rippling through her.

  She kept her eyes closed as his lips moved from her mouth and caressed softly across her cheek until they reached her ear. His heavy breathing was the only sound for a few seconds before he spoke.

  “I’m being bad and leading you astray again,” he whispered. “You should punish me for it.”

  “No,” she let out in a rush of breath.

  “Please,” he begged her. “I deserve it…, I want it.”

  Mary closed her eyes tighter as the unexpected flush of arousal flared between her thighs. It reminded her of what she felt on the Friday before when she was fantasizing about Tom, but there would be no masturbating on this occasion. If she gave in to the emotions racing around her mind, she was
likely to lose her virginity.

  “I can’t,” she let out in a despairing voice. “It’s not right.”

  “Yes it is,” Tom replied. “You need to be a good teacher and discipline your student for his impertinence. If you don’t I’ll just keep trying to lead you astray.”

  Mary rocked her head back against the wall, but all it did was expose more of the silky skin of her neck and Tom was quick to take advantage. His lips slid lower from her ear and the hot kisses stirred the desire of them both. She tried to resist as his hand found hers and put the wooden ruler in it.

  “No,” she tried to protest, but Tom wasn’t to be put off.

  He remembered the games he played with his sexy older neighbor and he wanted that excitement in his life again. Mary’s protests were weak and he knew that she was going to succumb to what he wanted. He could sense her growing excitement at what was taking place and it was a sign that she might have the same sexual kinks as him. That made him want her all the more and there was no way he was going to back off.

  “Please,” he whispered when he kissed back to her ear.

  Her groan of despair was tinged with the exhilaration he knew they were both experiencing. They were fighting a losing battle trying to resist it and he knew for sure he was going to get his fantasy when Mary spoke again.

  “I need to lock the door,” she said. “We can’t afford to have someone walk in on us.”

  Tom was breathing heavily when he moved back slightly. The sight of Mary’s flushed face was too much for him and he leaned in to press his lips on her mouth. The fact that she responded to it brought out his lust and the rush of hot blood stiffened his erection even more. What he wanted was really going to happen and he finally moved out of her way.

  Mary was quick to step past him and she walked across the room. The situation was crazy and the urge to run out the door and get as far away from Tom as she could crossed her mind. She glanced over her shoulder to look at him and let out a slow breath. The passion she wanted in her life was right there, but she wasn’t sure what she was giving up by surrendering herself to it. She closed her eyes as her mind wavered and when she opened them again, she put the key in the lock.

  The click of turning it sealed her fate and she couldn’t stop herself. She hesitated for only a second before turning to walk back across the room. Her fingers tightened around the ruler in her hand and she knew that if she beat Tom it was going to lead to more. He leaned forward over the table before she even got to it to get himself ready. The frustrations of the situation since she arrived in Oakford welled up as she approached him and she raised the hand with the ruler then hesitated.

  “Don’t stop,” Tom said as he glanced back.

  Mary tightened her jaw as she swung her arm and the crack of the thick ruler spanking across his buttocks rang around the room. Tom bucked up as his muscles jerked and he let out a low groan as the flash of hot pain erupted in his body. It was as good as he remembered and he clenched his buttocks tightly before trying to relax again.

  Mary was surprised by the surge of arousal that came with chastising Tom. It seemed weird to her, but the hunger for more dominated her mind and she couldn’t stop herself lifting her hand again.

  “Yes,” he let out when he saw he was about to be struck again. “Teach me not to be a bad boy.”

  Mary shuddered as she crashed the thick ruler down on his butt again. Tom reared up as the flood of pain coursed through his veins, but this time there was no relaxing after as the next lash of the ruler sent more agony rippling through his body straight away. He reached for the edge of the table and his knuckles whitened as he gripped tightly. His body was on fire as the punishment continued and his erection pressed almost painfully against the table top as the erotic pleasure grew stronger.

  He was left gasping for breath when the chastisement came to an end. His grip on the edge of the table gradually loosened as the agony eased and he managed to get control of his breathing. A glance over her shoulder showed Mary staring at him and the red flush on her face made her appear more gorgeous than ever.

  Tom pushed himself up and turned to face her. Instinct made her back away, but he reached out to grab her arm and stop her. She resisted at first when he pulled her closer, but she was no match for his power and she relented. Wrapping his arms around her allowed him to press their bodies together and he could sense the racing of her heartbeat. The touch of his raging erection against her belly made it throb even more and he brought his mouth down heavily on hers.

  “I want you so badly,” he told her when their lips parted.

  “You’re so hard,” Mary said and glanced down nervously.

  He liked that her voice sounded a little scared and it gave him the suspicion it was her first sexual experience.

  “Have you been with a man before?” he asked.

  Mary’s eyes were wide open as she looked up at him and she simply shook her head. Tom reached for her hand and she resisted again, but her breathing became heavier as she eventually let him drag her hand to his crotch.

  “I get so turned on by spanking,” he confessed.

  Mary shuddered as her hand pressed on the first erection of her life. The way it throbbed against her palm was the sexiest of sensations and she was transfixed. All thoughts of why she came to Oakford drained from her mind. She couldn’t deny that punishing Tom got her just as excited as him, but it was nothing compared to what she was now doing. The thought loomed large in her mind, but she couldn’t bring herself to ask it.

  “You want to see it, don’t you,” Tom said quietly as he sensed her mood.

  “We can’t do it here,” Mary let out.

  Her protest was ignored as Tom grabbed her wrist to pull her over to the far corner of the room, so they were out of view of anyone that came to the windows of the schoolroom. Not that he expected anyone to come. Mary was transfixed again when he loosened the buttons of his pants and eased them over his hips to let them slide down his legs. The underwear below bulged out.

  “You take them down,” Tom told her.

  “No, I…”she started, but her hand was grabbed to bring it to his crotch.

  The thrill of it swept through her and her hands trembled as she pressed her fingers on the erect outline showing through the material. She remembered lying on her bed a few days before unable to stop herself masturbating as a fantasy about Tom filled her mind. This was no dream, however, and she knew she was on the verge of giving herself to a man for the first time in her life.

  Heavy breathing made her chest heave as she slid her fingers to the waistband of Tom’s underwear. She glanced up to see him watching her intently. Their eyes locked together and the handsome smile spread across his face. The tingle of arousal grew stronger between her thighs and the heady thrill of it caused stronger shudders to ripple through her.

  “You gave me what I wanted,” he said. “And got me this hard, so it’s only fair I let you have your fun.”

  Mary dropped her gaze back down to his crotch when she pulled the waistband of his underwear away from his skin to peek inside.

  “Oh god,” she let out under her breath as she stared at his full erection.

  She held the waistband in place with one hand as she slipped the other under the material. Her nervous giggle came out as she touched her fingertips on hot, hard flesh. She heard Tom’s gasp as she stroked soft touches on his manhood and it made her look up.

  “You like my touch?” she asked.

  “I’ve wanted it since the very first second I saw you,” he admitted.

  His head knocked back against the wall as his legs trembled and Mary watched as he closed his eyes before dropping her gaze back down. She dragged the underwear lower to get a better look and shuddered as she saw the thick, bulging veins. Tom was simply standing still to let her explore and she couldn’t stop herself.

  Hauling the underwear down his thighs, she released her grip on it to free up her hands. She immediately gripped around his erection and liked th
e throbbing response it got her. Tom let out another groan as she squeezed tightly and the pained sound of it made her loosen her grip.

  She caressed her fingers along his cock and saw the way the foreskin rolled down. It gave her a glimpse of the slick head and she gripped tighter again to pull down and completely expose it. The sticky wetness smeared on her fingertips as she stroked them on the head and she saw the drop of pre-cum bubble out of the tiny slit. It fascinated her and she stroked a touch through it. She was fixated on what she was doing and didn’t even realize that Tom was watching her again until he spoke.

  “I fantasized about you spanking me,” he said.

  She glanced up to see the cheeky smile on his face.