Cowboy's Haven

by Ella Cooper

  “I will not surrender that room, nor will I sleep with you,” Mandy insisted, but her heart seemed to deny her last clause.

  Bentley chuckled while looking straight at her eyes. She jolted when he leaned closer to her face. Their noses almost touched. Their lips were only an inch apart. He looked down to her lips again before saying, “Don’t test me, Mandy.”

  Mandy opened her mouth to retort, but Bentley pushed his face closer. His nose touched the right side of her cheek. His mouth was so close that if Mandy closed her mouth, they would end up kissing each other. Mandy kept her mouth open and fought the urge to kiss her ill-mannered brother-in-law.

  Bentley chuckled again. His laughing breath went through Mandy’s mouth, and she shivered from its warmth. Her urge to kiss him increased, but she fought hard with herself.

  He pulled away with a boyish grin. She blushed as Bentley could tell her attraction towards him. Her face reddened when Bentley, as if confirming her suspicion, said, “Perhaps I should make you want it.”

  Bentley waited, as if for her objection, but she could not think of what to say. Her ego disagreed with Bentley, but her heart and body were thrilled by his words.

  #

  Bentley watched Mandy take her belongings from the master bedroom. She kept avoiding his eyes and kept her face in a frown. He walked into the master bedroom and looked around. He couldn’t help smiling when he found a pink lady’s underwear on the floor. It was not sexy, but a regular pair. He picked it up and followed Mandy to William’s room.

  “You forgot something,” he said.

  He raised the underwear when Mandy turned to him. The widow turned pale with embarrassment at the sight of her underwear. She grabbed it from Bentley’s hand and tucked it in the back of her shorts. Bentley flashed a wide grin and walked back to the bedroom.

  “I asked you to come back to help us,” Mandy said as she followed Bentley back to the room. “Not to mock or make fun of me. Remember, my son is the rightful owner of this ranch. Not you.”

  Bentley took a big step to get closer to Mandy. The young woman was so startled that she almost lost her balance. He looked straight at her eyes. He fought his attraction and awakened his grudge against her. The woman in front of him caused the fall of their ranch, and she still had the audacity to claim it for her son. That was who Mandy was for him, and he should not be attracted to her.

  “Should I leave?” Bentley challenged.

  Mandy didn’t answer.

  #

  Bentley repaired the solar panel and used it to brighten the ranch at night. They’d be able to see any intruders who came after the sun had set. He also changed every lock in the house. Mandy might deny it, but she was thankful for what he did.

  “You should be thinking about how to get the money for the auction,” Bentley told Mandy. “Your son will have no property after this ranch is sold. And, Mr. Pennington is not the only one interested in this ranch.”

  “You?” Mandy asked. Her eyebrows lowered.

  “I didn’t return to help you. We should be clear about that.”

  Mandy trembled. She raised her hand to slap Bentley, but he grabbed her hand and pulled her close to him. He wrapped his other hand around her shoulders and pressed her to his chest. Mandy froze for a moment before she resisted his hold. He wrapped his other hand around her waist and pinned her harder to his body.

  A groan escaped his mouth when his hard cock twitched. Her crotch was near his cock, and his desire intensified. He grabbed a handful of her hair from the back and forced her to look at him. Something pinched his heart when he saw fear in Mandy’s eyes. He let go of her and stepped back.

  “Are you provoking me because you want me to force you?” Bentley said while pretending not to see the fear in Mandy’s eyes. He smiled softly and added, “Or do you only want to have what you want?”

  “You’re disgusting,” Mandy retorted while stepping away from him.

  “Trust me, Willie’s Momma,” Bentley said. He flashed a debonair smile and said, “You would want me to be disgusting with you.”

  Mandy clenched her hands into fists and groaned. He smiled. Her angry face was adorable. She might be a brave mother, but she still had the clumsiness of a young girl. A clumsiness that he found admirable and dangerous at the same time.

  Mandy turned away from him and headed out of the door.

  Bentley watched Mandy’s hips sway from side to side as she stamped out of the room. He blew a deep sigh and wondered about her curves. Mandy had been wearing large shirts to look fat and to hide her healthy breasts since he came to stay. Her strategy only made him more curious. He took a deep breath to calm his cock. It always became harder with the thought of the young mother’s body.

  Bentley had seen her curves the first time they met, but he wanted to see them without any covers. He walked out to the veranda from the room to get some air. The late spring breeze calmed his desire.

  “Hello, Uncle Bentley!” William called from the ground.

  Bentley was about to respond, but Mandy appeared and carried William away. He watched as Mandy took the child with her to the greenhouse. He smiled and continued to look around the ranch. The balcony off the master bedroom had a view of the entire ranch. He did not want the room just to annoy Mandy, but he needed it to protect them better.

  #

  “Hey, stop!”

  Bentley panicked when William shouted at someone. He rushed to the chicken coop to find the child. His heart calmed when he found William gathering eggs. The little one tried to take an egg from a hen, but the hen’s head followed his hand.

  Bentley laughed when William threw his tiny basket on the ground out of frustration.

  “Bad chicken. I’ll tell Momma,” William said in an angry voice. Bentley wanted to approach the child, but he stopped when the kid added, “She’s going to crush your egg like Uncle Bentley’s eggs.”

  Bentley’s mouth dropped when he heard the boy’s words. She slapped me for the words I did not say, but she doesn’t watch her words herself, he thought with a chuckle. His short laugh startled the boy. William displayed a cheeky smile and gave him a sign to keep quiet.

  “Where’s your Momma?” Bentley asked.

  “Oh no. Don’t tell her about what I said,” William pleaded with puppy eyes. “I promised not to tell you.”

  “I won’t tell her. Where is she?” Bentley replied with a comforting smile.

  William turned to the greenhouse and back to Bentley. He frowned as he confessed, “Momma won’t let me come in because I can’t keep a secret.”

  “A secret. Your Momma has a secret in that greenhouse?” Bentley asked.

  William pressed his lips tight. Bentley looked at him with puppy eyes. The child looked away and kept his mouth shut.

  Bentley laughed and stopped insisting. He took some corn from a canister and offered it to the hen. He looked at William and said, “You should give them something so they will give you their eggs.”

  William looked at Bentley with awe as his uncle took an egg without bothering the hen. Bentley gave the egg to the kid before walking away. William followed his uncle.

  Bentley stopped and turned to William. The kid asked him to bend down. He leveled his head on William’s height. The kid pulled him closer and whispered, “You should give Momma something, too, so she won’t crush your eggs.”

  Bentley laughed aloud at the kid’s suggestion. William looked at him with curious eyes. He patted the child’s head and said, “Don’t worry. I’ll make your Momma like my eggs.”

  “I’ll tell her that,” William said with twinkling eyes. “I like you, Uncle Bentley.”

  William waved at Bentley and ran to the greenhouse. Bentley called him back, but he kept running.

  Shit, Bentley thought with a laugh. He ran after the child and grabbed him before he could reach the greenhouse. The child squealed when Bentley swayed him in the air.

  “William!” Mandy called. She rushed out of the greenhouse with panic. She
paused when she saw Bentley holding William.

  “Don’t tell her. It’s our secret,” Bentley whispered.

  William flashed a wide smile and raised his eyebrows as an agreement. Bentley put him down, and the child rushed to Mandy. The young mother looked at Bentley with suspicion.

  “It’s time for your nap,” Mandy told William while keeping her suspicious stare at Bentley.

  Bentley gave her a side grin before giving William a wink. Mandy frowned and carried the child back to the house.

  “That child has a clumsy mouth, just like his mother,” Bentley said as he watched the two leave. His eyes landed on Mandy’s swaying hips. He took a deep breath and murmured, “Yeah. I really need her to like my eggs.”

  Chapter Four

  Mandy planted a soft kiss on William’s head and stepped down from the bed. She walked to the window to close half of it, but she stopped when she saw Bentley. Her heart galloped, and her mouth ran dry as she watched her brother-in-law’s half-naked body.

  Bentley was larger than Jonathan. He had shoulders that were as wide as the sky. The heads of his biceps tightened and became rounder as he swung the ax on the log. Mandy’s blood boiled as she watched the line of his chest become vivid with his every breath. The sweat from his neck followed the lines of his torso.

  Her palms itched as her desire to wipe Bentley’s sweat increased. She let go of a loud breath. It had been more than six months since a man held her. Held? With Jonathan, it was not being held. It was being abused. She hated it, but then, she was also a woman who had her needs.

  Mandy walked away from the window when Bentley raised his head. She shook her head and reminded herself, he’s Jonathan’s brother. He probably didn’t know how to love any more than Jonathan did. But, Mandy could not deny that Bentley stirred desires that had been abandoned for quite a while.

  “Snap out of it, Mandy,” she told herself aloud.

  Mandy grabbed a towel and a large shirt from the closet and left the room quietly. She headed to the barn and went straight to preparing the cedar hot tub. It was her ultimate relaxation at the ranch. The tub gave her comfort after Jonathan beat her or when she felt dirty after all the stuff he did to her. The hot water gave her the warmth of being loved by someone who truly cared for her.

  Her desire grew wilder as the pervasive smell of the burning cedar filled the air .She removed her clothes and entered the tub. The warm water made her shiver. Her nipples perked as the water touched it. A soft moan left her mouth as the water covered her. She scooped the water with her palms and poured it on her shoulders. The water dripped from her shoulder to her chest and tickled her desire.

  Mandy closed her eyes and traced the areola and nipples of her breasts. Her heart jolted when Bentley’s half-naked image appeared in her mind. She imagined Bentley leaning closer to her. Her other hand wandered lower to her crotch and she drew circles on her inner thighs.

  The ticklish sensation made her pussy pulse. The warm water rushed in her slit and made her shiver more. She spread her legs and let the warm water wrap her slit.

  Bentley never left her mind. Mandy imagined the masculine cowboy crawling into the tub and positioning himself between her legs. Her fingers slid into her slit and rubbed her clit as she imagined Bentley thrusting inside her. She arched her body as her clit vibrated from the tickling sensation. Her fingers rubbed her sensitive pearl harder until her body tensed and moved to the edge of her climax.

  “Bentley,” the name slipped from her mouth. She clenched her teeth to avoid repeating it, but the name still slipped from her lips.

  Mandy was about to explode to an orgasm when a rock fell inside the tub. She startled and looked around. Her eyes widened and when Bentley appeared at the door of the barn. He was still half-naked, and sweat still ran down his chiseled torso. Mandy jerked her hands away from her erogenous spots and reached for her towel.

  “Please leave,” she said, but her voice still shook from her disrupted orgasm.

  Bentley did not turn around. He walked to the tub and lifted Mandy out. She struggled from his hold, but he pinned her to the wall. She stopped struggling when he pushed his face close to hers. Her body shivered as her desire to be held by him strengthened. She forgot how to breathe while staring at his eyes.

  “Enjoy your fantasy?” Bentley asked. “I can make it real.”

  Mandy wanted to reply, but Bentley pushed his lips close to hers. She stared at his thick, pinkish lips for a moment before pushing him away.

  “What are you doing?” Mandy asked when Bentley pushed her back to the wall.

  Bentley looked at her and traced her face with the tip of his nose. Her heart raced, and all of her pulsated as his warm breath rushed on her skin. Her eyes widened when Bentley ran his palm on her thighs. She wanted to push him away, but her body loved the sensation of his callous palms.

  Mandy froze in shock when Bentley slipped his lips onto hers. He pushed his mouth harder on her lips until she moved them and replied to his kisses. Mandy opened her mouth wider and let his tongue explore her mouth. Their tongue fenced each other as she tried to suck his tongue.

  Mandy pulled away in shock when Bentley ran two fingers on her slit and touched her opening. She reddened as her sticky wetness soaked his fingers.

  “Somebody’s wet?” Bentley whispered.

  Mandy gasped when his breath tickled the back of her ears. She pushed him away again and retorted, “I just came out of the tub. Of course, I’m wet.”

  Bentley laughed. She looked away to hide the smile of excitement forming on her lips. Bentley held her cheek and forced her to look at him. Her heart danced when her eyes met his. His eyes sparkled. He looked at her as if asking for permission. Mandy gave it by pushing her lips onto his.

  Bentley smiled and caught her lips. They had just kissed, but he acted like he had missed her lips. He explored her mouth deeper, and they sucked each other’s tongues. His hands massaged her neck and her shoulders. He pulled the towel down when his thumb reached its edges.

  He pulled away and lifted Mandy higher. Mandy wavered for a moment, but her desire won over. The young woman clung hard to Bentley and let his kisses move lower to her chest. She moaned aloud when he sucked on her nipples hard.

  “These tits have made me crazy since we first met,” Bentley told Mandy. He smiled and said, “Now, I know why.”

  Mandy replied with shaky moans as Bentley returned to sucking her nipple while kneading her other breast. She tangled her legs on his hips and moved her hips against his crotch. His cock twitched and it made her gasp in a thrill.

  “Momma’s excited, huh?” Bentley asked.

  Mandy reddened, but Bentley erased her shame when he kissed her again. His kisses were different from Jonathan’s, different from any man who kissed her. There was force, but his desire overpowered that force. His tongue reached deeper into her mouth as if he was reaching for her heart. She could not stop offering it to him.

  Bentley pulled away and looked around the barn. He smiled when he found the small cot at the corner. He returned to kissing Mandy while carrying her to the cot.

  Mandy avoided looking straight at the hot, sweaty cowboy when he laid her flat on the bed. Her body was exposed to him. The spring breeze could not contain the hot desire she felt for him. She had always wanted to make love, but there was no man she wanted to make love with – until now.

  Bentley was the wrong person, but her heart seemed to make him the right one. She could think of twenty reasons to stop that moment, but her mind was imprisoned behind her desire and her excited heart.

  “Bentley,” Mandy called out when Bentley licked her slit.

  The young woman kept mumbling words as Bentley pleasured her with his tongue. She reached for his wavy hair to pull him away, but she ended up threading her fingers into it. A loud disappointed exhale left her mouth when Bentley pulled away before he could bring her an orgasm.

  The sexy cowboy leveled his face to hers and laughed. His eyes twinkled and it flic
ked her heart to dance. He kissed her passionately and she kissed with the same fire.

  “Fuck you!” Mandy blurted when Bentley pushed his cock into her wet opening without a warning.

  Her body trembled from the stinging pain as he thrust his cock in one swift movement. He laughed at her ears as she cursed from the pain.

  #

  Mandy’s fingernails buried deep into his back. Her curses added to his thrill. He grunted as her walls clasped his cock tightly. It was obvious that she had been deprived of her desires. The vibration of her walls showed her excitement from being filled. The heat was enough to make him come.

  “Fuck, woman. Do you like my cock that much?” he asked as Mandy’s walls refused to let go.

  Mandy moved her hips to make him comfortable. He still struggled to get his cock in and out of her pussy until they both found the rhythm. Mandy’s moan became more relaxed as she learned to handle the pain and enjoy the pleasure of his thrusts.

  “Stop. There. No. Shit. Bentley,” Mandy repeated as he thrust in her.

  “Stop screaming like a slut,” Bentley said with a chuckle. “You’ll end up waking little William.”

  Mandy softened her cries and moans as Bentley thrust in her again. He paused to chuckle as Mandy continued to be clumsy in replying to his thrusts. He thrust in her in gentle strokes and watched her. She was a mother of a five-year old, and had been a wife for six years, but she did not know how to really make love.

  Mandy’s face fell when Bentley slowed. She looked away and her eyes turned misty. Bentley forced her to look at him. He kissed the tears that slipped from the sides of her eyes and thrust harder and deeper again. The young woman began to cry and moan louder. Bentley joined her moans and grunts.

  Mandy clung to the young cowboy harder as her body prepared for an orgasm. Her cries became raspy as she tried to hold it.

  “You want to come?” Bentley asked, and she nodded. “Then, come,” he said.

  Mandy screamed as she reached for her climax. Her body shuddered under him. Bentley watched her turn pink as the pleasure overwhelmed her. He thrust in her in long strokes to lengthen her orgasm. She pulsed as her orgasm began to mellow. He wiped the beads of sweat on her face and her chest with his kisses.