Santa Wore Spurs

by Various

  "I think that’s why the boss lets me rent the place." She tipped her head back on her shoulders and stuck out her tongue, giggling when several snowflakes landed on the wet surface.

  He wanted to kiss her so badly, his gut ached with the need to press him mouth against hers. Man, he was so screwed!

  Her eyes sparkled with laughter when she glanced at him with a smile. "Come on. Let’s check on your babies."

  Chapter Four

  The mares stood in the shelter with their butts facing the wind as only ranch animals knew how to ride out a storm.

  "They seem to be okay."

  "I need to give them more hay. They need to eat to keep warm. This wind is brutal," he said, as he headed for where his truck stood parked with several bales of hay in the back. "I wish I had blankets for them, but I didn’t bring any along." With a large bale in his hands, he tossed it over the fence close to where the horses stood.

  "Is one pregnant? She looks really big."

  "Yeah. This is a bad time for foaling, but the guy I bought her from didn’t keep the stallion from breeding with her."

  "True. It really is bad timing."

  "She’s due anytime too. I really need to get her home so she can foal in my barn."

  "Hopefully you can leave tomorrow."

  "With the way it’s snowing, I don’t know if I’ll be able to."

  They turned as they watched a plow go by down the highway, buzzing along at a good clip, throwing a wall of snow off toward the side of the road.

  "They seem to be keeping up pretty good," she said, as a snowflake landed on her eyelashes and one on the tip of her nose. She laughed a little as she caught one on her tongue.

  "You’re like a kid in a candy store."

  "I love the snow. It’s one of the reasons I live here." She stuck out her arms as she spun around in a circle. She glanced at the diner, noticing a light on. "I could have sworn I shut all the lights off at the diner."

  "You did. Why?"

  "One of the back lights is on."

  "You think there is someone in there?"

  "Yeah." She took two steps toward the building before he grabbed her arm to yank her to a stop. "What the hell? You aren’t going over there."

  "Yes, I am. Someone has broken into the building and I aim to stop them."

  "With what?"

  She glanced around and then back to him. "Hell if I know."

  "I have a shotgun in my truck. Hang on a minute and we’ll go together."

  He moved around to the side door and she noticed the gun in the rack along the back window of his cab. When he opened the door to his truck, it scraped along the snow piling up around his truck. She hoped he had four-wheel drive to be able to get out if the roads were open tomorrow.

  "Let’s check this out."

  They trudged through the snow toward the back of the diner as she dug out the keys she always kept in her coat pocket. Eli loaded his shotgun with a shell, sending a shiver down her back. She liked hunting, but this was different. There might be a person in there and they were going after them with a shotgun. As they approached the back door, she saw it stood ajar where someone had forced it open with something.

  "We should call the police."

  "They’ll probably be gone before they could get here with this snow, if they could get here at all. Let’s just see what they’re doing in there. Maybe they are just after some food. Or the cash, but it’s in the safe in the office. Unless they broke in there, they can’t get to it." She shrugged. "Not like there is much in it anyway."

  They heard rustling near the back where the kitchen stood. "Damn it!" More sounds. "There ain’t nothin’ in here, but frozen shit."

  "They’re after food?"

  "Appears so."

  "I need some food, damn it. Hamburger or something edible." An exclamation of surprise could be heard and she almost giggled at the next words. "Meatloaf. Hot damn!"

  "They’re hungry, Eli."

  "I know, but it’s still breakin’ and enterin’."

  "Let’s just go in and give them some food. I’m sure it’ll be fine." She started to brush past him, but he grabbed her arm.

  "You can’t go in there. What if they have a gun?"

  "You have one too."

  "I don’t want to shoot anyone, unless I have to."

  "I’m sure they’re harmless. It’s probably old Joe who hangs out in town. He doesn’t have anywhere to go so he hangs out under the overpass bridge. He’s probably freezing with this whether and just needs some food." She pushed past him as he tried to step in front of her.

  "Let me go first then."

  "Fine." She pulled open the door as he rushed inside.

  "Hold it right there."

  She almost giggled at the words. Surely he didn’t think he was some lawman or something, but there he stood with his gun pointing at old Joe. "Joe, what are you doin’ in here? You know you can’t come in here."

  "I was hungry Miss Catlin and it’s freezing tonight. We’re supposed to get two feet of snow. I ain’t got nowhere to go."

  "I’ll warm you up a plate of meatloaf and you can sleep in one of the booths. Okay?"

  "Catlin, you can’t do that."

  "Sure, I can." She walked toward the refrigerator, pulling out a pan of the meatloaf he’d eaten earlier and dished some up on a plate. Once she got it warmed up with a little potatoes, gravy, and some left over green beans, she took him out to a booth, poured him a coke and let him eat. "Bed down in the booth there and I’ll wake you in the morning."

  "You’ll let Jimmy know I’m here so he doesn’t shoot me?" Joe glanced behind her and she knew Eli stood there with his shotgun ready.

  "I’ll call him. He can take your meal out of my check."

  "You’re an angel, Miss Catlin."

  "Oh, go on with you." She kissed him on the cheek before she turned on her heels to meet Eli’s questioning gaze. "He’s harmless."

  She walked past Eli, grabbing his arm as they moved so he wouldn’t be tempted to harm old Joe. The man had been a part of life in their small town ever since she could remember. Truth be told, she didn’t know much about him other than he’d been living under the bridge for several years. They all kind of took care of him during the winter because of days like this, and if she could be nice to Eli and his horses, she could be nice to one harmless old man. "Come on, let’s make sure the horses are bedded down and find something to occupy ourselves until tomorrow morning."

  A grin spread across his kissable lips as he tucked the shotgun under his arm. "Insatiable wench."

  "Yep. I haven’t had it for a long time and I might not get it for several more months or years. I’m takin’ advantage of one hot cowboy in my bed for as long as I have him."

  As soon as they checked on the horses and returned the gun to its rack in his back window, they made their way to her apartment she’d feel better. The snow continued to accumulate at a rapid pace. She worried how high it would get before it was over. The sun had begun to set in the western sky, bringing darkness to the surrounding area. It wouldn’t be long before it was pitch black outside. There were several floodlights in the parking lot of the motel that shined toward her little apartment, but it didn’t do a lot to chase away strangers. She usually didn’t wander out much at night.

  A shiver raced down her back.

  "Cold?"

  "A little."

  "We’ll warm up as soon as we get back into the apartment."

  She unlocked the door, pushing it open as the snow swirled in on a windy gust. "I hope this stuff stops soon."

  "You and me both, otherwise, I’ll be a house guest of yours until spring."

  They both laughed for a moment until she thought about what it would be like to be around him until spring. Not that she’d mind. They seemed to have a lot in common from growing up ranching, to enjoying sex, but did they have enough to go further? Maybe in a different time and place they’d have a chance, but he lived several hours away by car. Long distance rela
tionships sucked. Her experience came from a past boyfriend several years ago. He’d been a military man sent to Afghanistan for an eighteen-month tour. They’d decided to break it off after six months apart when she’d found out he’d cheated with one of his fellow Marines. A guy, no less.

  The two peeled off their outerwear and hung it over the chairs to dry. Even though they’d only been out in the snow for a short time, everything was still wet. She toed off her boots then pulled down her socks. Her toes were cold until she stretched to Eli’s side of the table and ran them along his calves.

  "Fuck, woman!"

  "What?"

  "We haven’t known each other long enough for you to put your frigid toes on me."

  "Aw, but Eli. I love you!"

  He laughed as he pushed her cold feet back. "Yeah, whatever. Get your cold toes off me." She stuck out her lip in a pouty gesture only to earn another laugh from him. "No way, woman. Pouty lip or not, you aren’t warming up those toes on me. Put some dry socks on and see me in about an hour."

  After she finally gave up trying to warm them on him, she stood up to strip off her wet jeans only to notice how he’d stopped moving only to stare. Her thoughts moved to teasing him a little as she shimmied her pants down her legs and then turned so her back was facing him. One cold finger traced the edge of her panties at the bottom of her butt cheek. "Uh-uh. Warm those fingers before you touch me, mister."

  He licked the first finger on his right hand and then traced the line of her panties to where it just covered her pussy. She moaned softly and closed her eyes when he pushed past the elastic to brush it over her clit.

  "You’re warm here."

  "Uh-huh."

  "Shall I explore further?"

  "Oh yeah." Her breath caught in her throat as he pushed the digit into her pussy. God, the man knew how to wind her up tighter than a top with little more than a touch. "Right there." Her pussy clenched as the cold finger dipped inside. The sensation was intense, but oh so good.

  When he removed his hand, she almost growled for him to put it back until she felt him hook her panties with his fingers and slowly peel them down her thighs. He moved from his spot on the chair to kneeling on the floor. His hot breath fanned the skin of her naked butt until she felt the warm, wet touch of his lips. His hand worked between her spread thighs as he kissed, bit, licked and fondled her butt.

  "Damn, your wet, honey."

  "You make me that way, Eli."

  "Good to know. I love a wet, willin’ woman."

  "For you, yes."

  "Step out of them jeans and panties so we can get down to business. I’m hard enough to crush rock with my dick because of all this sweetness."

  She worked her feet out of the jeans as he continued to tease her with his lips and fingers. All she wanted to do was sink into the sensations he was creating within her body. Her nipples pebbled into hard little nubs. Her pussy quivered with the need to come. Her legs shook. Her asshole even craved his touch as she wondered if she could convince him to do anal. She absolutely loved anal sex. "Ever use toys?"

  "Like what?" he murmured as he continued to nip at her right butt cheek.

  "Vibrators, nipple clamps, handcuffs?"

  "Oh a kinky little wench, aren’t you."

  "Yes, sir."

  "I don’t have things with me."

  "I have a vibrator. How do you feel about anal sex?"

  "You are my dream woman."

  She laughed as she jerked off her top and bra. "Is that a yes?"

  "Hell yes."

  She spun around to find him already stripped of his clothes with his cock standing long and proud against his stomach. "Lordy, you really do fill me up with all of that wicked goodness." She cupped his cock in her hand, encircling it with her fist as she worked it up and down.

  "All for you, babe."

  "I want it deep in my ass."

  "I’m all for it, but first I’m gonna eat you out until your legs shake and the neighbors know my name."

  "Oh yeah."

  He positioned her on the bed, her legs spread wide, and her hands holding the headboard. "Don’t remove your hands."

  "At all?"

  "No."

  "Yes, sir."

  "You’ve done this before, I take it."

  "A little. I don’t know a lot, but I’ve read up on it."

  "You look amazing all spread out for my pleasure to touch the way I want to. To lick if I want. To bite your nipples until they pull tight."

  She moaned as her eyes slowly closed.

  "No, I want you to watch me eat your pussy until you cream for me."

  God, this is so incredibly arousing. I want him to fuck me hard enough to scoot me across the bed. "Do it."

  "Oh I plan to, but I’m going to lick you first from your gorgeous lips, across your breasts, down your abdomen, only to finish at your pussy."

  Cream slid down between her pussy lips. He made her want to moan his name. "Please."

  "Please, what, darlin’?" he asked crawling up her body, but not touching her anywhere.

  "Do something. Touch me. Lick me. Bite me. I don’t care. I need the stimulation. Anything, please."

  He started at her lips. Man, this guy can kiss. The feather light brush of his mouth against hers made her what to crush her mouth to his, but he’d said not to move so she would try not to. His tongue traced her lips, earning a moan from her mouth.

  "Sshh. Just feel."

  Next, he kissed the corners of her mouth. She shifted, trying to capture his lips in a bone-melting kiss.

  "Don’t move."

  "Sorry, sir."

  "I love to hear that coming from your mouth." He slid his lips from her mouth, along her jawline to her ear. "I’m gonna love fucking your ass."

  She shivered at his words, but didn’t move. Maybe she should. Would he punish her with a smack? She wanted it, craved it. A small shift of her hips earned her a quick rap on her thigh.

  "Don’t move."

  "Yes, sir."

  "Good girl." His lips skimmed along her neck until he reached the curve where her shoulder met the slope. He bit down on the fleshy part of her shoulder.

  Fuck, she wanted to come. Her whole body hummed with the need to have him inside her, but he was going to torture her until she wanted to scream. She could feel it with every part of her being, but she loved it.

  "You like a little pain with your pleasure, don’t you, darlin’?"

  "Yes, sir."

  He continued to slide his mouth down until he took her nipple in his mouth. Her body burned as she wondered if she could come from him sucking on her breast. He rolled the right one between his thumb and forefinger, pinching and pulling as his mouth bit and sucked on the left one.

  "Are you gonna come, baby?"

  "Yes, sir."

  "Not until I tell you."

  "What? Seriously?" she asked, releasing the grip she had on the headboard.

  He smacked her on the thigh again. "Don’t move."

  "But you said I can’t come."

  "You can’t. Believe me, it’ll be better if you make yourself wait."

  "You are a sadistic bastard." She moaned when he bit down on her nipple again before he released it with a pop.

  "Not really, but I know a few people who are and you wouldn’t like the way they deliver pain unless you are really into pain. Are you?" he asked swirling his tongue around the turgid tip.

  "No. I like a little like when you bite down on my nipple, but I wouldn’t like someone taking a whip to me if that’s what you mean."

  "That and a few other things they like to do like clit clamps."

  "I don’t fucking think so."

  "You might like it if you like nipple clamps."

  "Just make me come, please." Her voice came out in a high whine.

  "Poor baby. Do you wanna come?"

  "Don’t tease me, Eli. I need this."

  "You’ve already had multiple orgasms today. Missing one or two won’t hurt you."

 
"Fuck. Yes it will. I’m so horny right now, I could explode."

  "But you won’t will you?"

  "No."

  "And just think. The moment my tongue touches your pussy, you’ll come so hard you’ll see stars."

  "Please." The whine became more pronounced with a definite ring to it.

  His mouth moved lower and lower still. She spread her thighs to make room for him between them, anticipating the touch of his tongue on her clit. She wanted it, needed it so badly she hurt.

  "Don’t come."

  Her legs shook when she felt the warmth of his breath on her pussy. How would she keep herself from exploding when he touched her, she didn’t know, but he told her not to and she would do what she could to please him. After all, he’d made this day a special one for her all the way around.

  The first lick drove her head back into the pillow as she growled low in her throat. Her hips came off the bed, but he bracketed them with his hands to hold her in place. Two fingers drove into her pussy, tearing a deep moan from her lips. "God, please, Eli. I can’t…"

  "Come for me, darlin’."

  His fingers pistoned in and out of her pussy as he sucked her clit between his lips. She felt like her head would detonate from the pressure. She screamed his name at the top of her lungs, and her legs shook from the sheer force of her climax. "Oh God, oh God, oh God."

  He slowed his licks on her clit until she no longer shook, bringing her down slowly from the height of her climax.

  "That was…"

  "Fabulous?"

  "More than fabulous. Awesome, amazing, enjoyable, fantastic."

  "Enjoyable?"

  She laughed as he kissed his way up her stomach. "Well, I was trying to think of descriptive words. It was all I could think of."

  He reached over to the nightstand to tear off a condom from the strip.

  "I guess we did need those multiple condoms."

  "I had high hopes when I pulled them out."

  "Such a charmer," she said, cupping his cheek with her hand as he rolled it down his erection.

  Once it was in place, he positioned himself at her opening and slowly pushed his cock into her. She groaned softly as he filled her to capacity, stretching her in the most delicious way possible. "That’s it. Fill me."

  "So tight."