Shoulda Been A Cowboy: Rough Riders, Book 7

by Lorelei James

  Cam grabbed his uniform. He’d change at the station. Once again Domini sat right next to him in the truck, constantly touching him, but not saying much.

  ***

  It never failed. This shit always happened on his shift. Even when it was a fill-in shift.

  Since they were short-staffed, both he and Sheriff Shortbull responded to the 10-54.

  The red and blue lights threw shadows on the pavement. His patrol car sat sideways in the road, Sheriff Shortbull’s patrol car sat sideways three hundred yards down from his. Between the two vehicles? A herd of cattle. Cattle, which weren’t moving at all, hence the dispatch call.

  Cam wiped his brow and punched the talk button on the radio. “Dispatch, how we coming on that cattle prod?”

  “With all due respect, Deputy McKay, no one is bringing you a cattle prod.”

  “How about a bull whip?”

  “That’s a negative, sir.”

  “So I’m just supposed to sit here and shoo them outta the road with my bare hands?”

  “Deputy, sit tight. The owner is en route.”

  “You’ve been saying that for thirty minutes.”

  “If you have an issue with the time frame, Deputy McKay, I suggest you bring it up with your cousin, Luke McKay, once he arrives.”

  “Ten-four.”

  Cam tossed the handset on the seat. Headlights bobbing up the road caught his eye. Too close together to be a truck. He waited and a big Yamaha four-wheeler parked. The driver ripped off the helmet and long brown hair spilled out.

  “Jessie? What’re you doin’ here? I thought Luke was coming?” Cam said.

  “So did I, but apparently he’s screwing around again, who knows when he’ll make an appearance. You guys have better things to do than to look after our cattle. Especially since Luke was supposed to fix this section of fence last week so this wouldn’t happen.”

  “I know you guys are busy, we just don’t want anyone getting hurt.” Two years previous, loose cattle wandering into the road had caused the deaths of a young married couple and their baby. Escaped cattle were a fact of life in Wyoming, but a fact that shouldn’t be ignored.

  Jessie reached into the back of the ATV and extracted an enormous pair of bolt cutters. “I’ll cut that bad section of fence away so I can herd the cattle back through it.”

  She didn’t wait to hear his opinion on her solution; she just took off on foot. Five minutes later she returned and tossed the cutters in the back end.

  “If you guys turn on your sirens, the noise will make them uneasy and I can probably get them rounded up easier.”

  “Sure thing.” Cam whistled at the sheriff and relayed the message. Once the sirens were on full blast, the cattle began to get restless. They started to move when Jessie honked and circled them with the ATV. She chased one cow through the broken fence line as a signal for the rest of the cattle to follow.

  Within twenty minutes, steaming piles of cow shit were all that was left. Sheriff Shortbull drove off. Just as Cam rounded the front end of the patrol car, another set of headlights approached. The truck parked and the owner jumped from the cab, leaving the vehicle running.

  Cam wasn’t particularly surprised to see his cousin, Luke McKay. Although Cam had always gotten along fine with Luke, the man’s late appearance rankled.

  “Hey, Cam. Did you round up my cattle?”

  “No, we waited on you, but Jessie handled it.”

  “Jessie?” Luke’s laugh sounded bitter. “Gotta hand it to her, sometimes that girl shows all sorts of gumption.”

  Cam waited for Luke to clarify the condescending comment, and when he didn’t, Cam said, “Gumption or not, Jessie had it under control in no time flat.” No thanks to you. “You should be proud of her for handling it when you weren’t around.

  “I can hardly freakin’ wait for the silent treatment the next week because she had to handle it.” Luke rubbed the section of skin between his eyebrows. “Be the smart one in the family, Cam, since you’re the last of your brothers who ain’t wrapped that ball and chain around your ankle. Don’t get married. Ever.”

  That shocked the crap out of Cam. He had no clue what he was supposed to say. Luke and Jessie had only been married a couple of years and they were already having problems?

  You’d know what was going on if you kept up with family business.

  Luke squinted at the gaping hole in the fence line. “I suppose she’ll give me hell about that too.”

  Cam thought Luke deserved all kinds of hell, but he didn’t see sweet, soft-spoken Jessie standing up to him. “How long has the fence been down?”

  “Why?” Luke’s gaze snapped back to his. “Did Jessie say something to you about it?”

  “I’ve got eyes, cuz. I’ll remind you the rest of your damn fences can be falling down all over the place, but it’s your responsibility as a landowner on this section of highway to keep these fences maintained. It’s dangerous to let ’em go.”

  “Yeah? Maybe you oughta mention that responsibility to your brother, Cord, as there are plenty of rickety-ass sections of fence line runnin’ along his portion of the highway.”

  “I will mention it to him, trust me. Meantime, if this fence isn’t fixed within forty-eight hours, I will ticket you, Luke, count on it.”

  Luke didn’t snap off another comment. He merely nodded, climbed in his truck, and roared off.

  Chapter Six

  Ah, the glamorous, exciting life of a single woman.

  Domini had scrubbed her apartment from top to bottom and finished laundry. Then she’d indulged in a long, hot bath in perfumed water. For dinner she’d grilled a juicy steak, loaded a baked sweet potato with butter and brown sugar, poured a glass of Shiraz and finished off the meal with a slice of chocolate peanut-butter pie.

  Normally she’d consider that a perfect day. The sense of accomplishment balanced with a touch of personal indulgence. But after spending yesterday afternoon hanging out with Cam McKay, she couldn’t shake the feeling her life lacked something.

  Was it just sex? Or was it something scarier? Like the beginning of a relationship?

  Nah. Definitely sex. Cam was a confirmed bachelor. He wasn’t looking for a white picket fence, a wife and two point five kids any more than she was.

  Not that she could pop out even the point five portion of a kid. Was that why she’d gone off on a tangent about the evils of marriage? Probably. She excelled at deflection. She swirled the claret-colored liquid, studying the light refraction in the crystal facets of the wineglass.

  Soft rapping jarred her out of her melancholy. She straightened the lapels of her silk robe as she strode to the door.

  “Domini? It’s Cam.”

  She unlocked the deadbolt. Man, he looked positively lip smacking in his uniform.

  Cam smiled. “Hey. I was hopin’ you were still up.”

  “I was just about to head off to bed.”

  “Princess, don’t say stuff like that to me. It gives a man all sorts of ideas.” His eyes traced the V neckline of her robe. “Whatcha wearing under that silky robe?”

  Her pulse spiked. “Nothing.”

  That was all the invitation Cam needed. Before she blinked, his hands cupped her face and his mouth was hungry on hers.

  Domini’s body seemed to go completely boneless.

  The kiss evolved from ravenous to seductive. His hands drifted. One lightly circled her throat as he idly swept his thumb back and forth over the pulse point. The other slipped straight down the center of her body. His middle finger coaxed her clit.

  She must’ve moaned because Cam ended the kiss, but he didn’t move his hands. He kept fondling her, gauging how each stroke between her legs caused her pulse to jump beneath his thumb.

  Domini wanted to demand he quit playing and whisk her off to bed. But this was a test of her obedience. She forced herself to stay still.

  His breath tickled her ear. “I’ve a mind to reward such good behavior.”

  “How?” escaped before
she could bite it back.

  “You’ll see.” Cam nuzzled her jawline. “I need you to do something for me. Dig out a scarf or two. Something that’s soft and won’t chafe.”

  “Chafe what?”

  “This beautiful skin of yours.” He paused, allowing that to sink in. “After you find what I need, wait on the bed.” Cam pecked her on the mouth and stepped back.

  She chanced a look at his face.

  The lust burning in his eyes stole her breath.

  “Go on,” he rasped, “before you make me lose my ever lovin’ mind and I fuck you standing up right here.”

  The robe flapped around Domini’s hips and she forced herself to take measured steps to her bedroom. She frenetically searched her dresser drawers for the articles of clothing he’d demanded.

  Demanded. Oh wow. Was she really ready for this?

  If the swollen folds of her pussy and the slickness coating the inside of her legs were any indication, the answer was a categorical yes.

  She unearthed a striped silk scarf and one crafted from combed cotton with fringe dangling from the edges. She’d just seated herself on the edge of the bed when Cam sauntered in.

  He still wore his uniform. No matter how sexy and commanding Cam looked in his deputy duds, she wished he’d taken them off.

  “Now that’s a look I love to see on your face. No fear. Just anticipation.”

  “Should I be afraid?”

  “I’d say I’d cut off a limb before I’d ever hurt you, but that seems a little farfetched coming from me, huh?” Cam tugged the satin tie free from her robe. “I’m gonna need this one too. Stand up and turn around.”

  The first thing he did was tie the satin scarf around her eyes. She tried not to panic at the sudden darkness and the sense that nothing was familiar—even in her own bedroom.

  “Tell me if you can see at all. Light, anything?”

  “No.”

  He kissed the dog bite scar on her bare shoulder as he used the tie from her robe to bind her wrists behind her back. “Hang tight.”

  Domini heard the soft rustle of clothes. Would she finally get an up close and personal view of Cam’s body?

  Shoot. She was blindfolded.

  “Climb on the bed and lay on your back, facing the ceiling.”

  She struggled with the position.

  “Tip your head off the end of the bed. Good. Stay just like that.”

  Domini flinched when his hands palmed her breasts and his cool lips landed between her belly button and the start of her bikini line. Then she smelled the heady, intoxicating male aroma that was uniquely Cam.

  “Part those pretty pink lips for me.”

  The instant her lips parted, the bulbous tip of his cock forced her mouth open wider. That thick, male hardness brushed the soft palate on the roof of her mouth, slid over her tongue, and stopped when it hit the back of her throat.

  The gag reflex wasn’t as pronounced in this position and she managed to swallow.

  “That’s it. Breathe through your nose. Jesus, it’s hot as hell seeing you take me this way. It keeps your neck arched at the perfect angle when your hands are underneath you.”

  At her humming noise of agreement, he hissed in a breath.

  “You can take me. All of me. Which means I’m gonna pick up speed.” As Cam pulled out with every fast stroke, his hand dipped between her thighs. “Extend your legs so I can touch you.”

  Coherent thoughts deserted her as Cam’s cock shuttled in and out of her mouth, and her face was pressing into his groin. She couldn’t see. She couldn’t move. She had to remember to breathe. She couldn’t do anything but feel.

  And oh what a feeling, she’d never been so thoroughly…taken. So thoroughly controlled.

  Cam traced the outline of her pussy lips and plunged one finger into her core. She bowed up only to get his hand planted in the center of her chest, pushing her back down.

  “Huh-uh. I’ll get you there. This is part of surrender. Trust me.”

  As soon as his words took meaning, he added another finger and matched the rhythm in her pussy to how he fucked her mouth. “So wet for me. You’re liking this, aren’t you?”

  Yes. Enjoying her own helplessness was as shocking as her quick acceptance of how much her submission pleased Cam.

  He withdrew his fingers from her cunt and began to pinch her nipples. Harder than she was used to, but she existed on a whole new plane of sensation, part pleasure, part pain.

  “As much as I wanna feel those gorgeous throat muscles teasing my dick as you swallow every drop of my seed, I want to see my come marking you.”

  At his visual, Domini sucked harder. With his cock halfway out, she used her teeth on the sensitive rim lining the head. She relaxed her jaw when his pelvis thrust and he buried his cock balls deep in her throat.

  “Fuck. I’m not gonna last.”

  His cock disappeared from her mouth and she heard the fast slap slap slap of Cam’s fist beating on his shaft as he jacked off. “Oh yeah.”

  A guttural groan rumbled, followed by warm liquid splattering on her stomach and nipples. One droplet landed on her chin. Given the angle of her head, the sticky bead rolled to the curve of her lower lip. Domini’s tongue darted out and she moaned at the salty proof of Cam’s passion.

  He swore and his thumb smeared more come over her lips. “Lick it off.” His harsh breathing echoed above her. She sensed him gloating at the image of his come cooling on her skin.

  Before Domini could speak, Cam pushed her upright. He licked the shell of her ear and his hands tracked her bound arms from her shoulders to her wrists. “Sweet Domini, who has a hankering to be dominated, I am so gonna fuck you until you scream. But first—” he tugged her arms down and sank his teeth into the nape of her neck, “—I’m gonna play hard and dirty with you.”

  A whimper escaped.

  “On your knees.” Cam rolled her to her side, then he hiked her hips up. Way up. He managed to wedge a pillow under her knees, arranging her at the angle he preferred.

  Domini gasped for breath beneath the mass of hair covering her face. Her cheek was pressed into the comforter. Her ass, her pussy—every intimate inch of her was completely exposed. She should be blushing, but the buzz of anticipation overruled any other feeling besides need.

  His gentle hands brushed the tangles free from her damp face, allowing her to suck in a lungful of air. With sweetness and tenderness, he kissed her temple, letting his warm lips follow the curve of her jaw before he retreated.

  The wait for his next move was excruciating. Her body throbbed with pent-up sexual need. Cam wouldn’t hurt her, but she figured he’d drive her to the point where she needed to come so badly it might actually hurt.

  Without warning, the fringed end of the scarf swept across the bottoms of her feet, then her calves and the backs of her thighs. Cam arced the scarf so it tickled the outside of her hips, the inside of her arms and her shoulder blades. The change in his demeanor from demanding to teasing didn’t calm her; it electrified her. With each lingering pass of the fringe, new goose bumps arose. Did Cam plan on changing things up with a dreamy, lazy bout of lovemaking?

  His big hands landed on her ass with a loud smack.

  Domini jumped.

  Then Cam’s fingers were holding her pussy open so he could lick her sex. The wet sounds of his sucking kisses caused her belly to quiver and sent another rush of cream flowing into his mouth.

  “I could lick these sweet juices from you all damn night. I lose my mind when I hear your sexy squeaks and moans when I’m tasting you.”

  His mouth was everywhere. His teeth, oh man, the gentle scrape of his teeth across her clit brought every bit of her body’s focus to that throbbing bundle of nerves.

  He stopped his intense attention and licked straight up the crack of her ass, rubbing his face over her butt cheeks, first one side, then the other. The razor stubble felt coarse on her skin, which was in direct contrast to the soft kisses and hot breath he bestowed to every inch
. Of her butt.

  “Damn I love your ass. I wanna bite it.” He sank his teeth into her left butt cheek. “I wanna feel every curve of it on my face.” Cam rubbed his cheek and chin from the top of her right hip and down to the back of her right thigh. “I wanna kiss it.” He placed loud smacking kisses on each butt cheek. “I wanna lick it.” Once again his tongue traced the crack. When his tongue met the hidden pucker, he swirled the very tip around it.

  Domini gasped. Loudly. She’d never… Lord she couldn’t think straight. It felt so strange. So naughty.

  So damn good.

  “But mostly I wanna mark this ass as mine, Domini. I wanna suck it, fuck it, spank it.” He used the flat of his tongue to slowly lick down.

  “Yes,” burst out on a breathy sigh, before Domini realized it wasn’t really a question.

  “There’s my obedient girl.” Cam buried his face in her pussy, zeroing in on her clit. The delicate butterfly licks morphed into continual sucking.

  Her limbs shook. She was so primed that the orgasm didn’t build slowly; it blindsided her. Starting at full throttle and escalating to warp speed.

  And Cam didn’t let up. She didn’t know how he took a breath because the angle of his head seemed all wrong, but man-oh-man was it ever right.

  After the last orgasmic twinge, Cam knocked the pillow from beneath her knees, and scooted her lower half off the edge of the mattress. With the pillow bracing her belly, he canted her hips and impaled her.

  “You feel good. So wet and tight, like you were made to take me like this.” Cam’s hips hammered into her.

  Covered in sweat, shaking from head to toe, surrounded by the slap of flesh meeting flesh and the intimacy of total darkness, Domini was dangling by a thread again.

  Cam sensed it. He jerked on her restrained wrists, lifting her upper body off the bed as he kept fucking her. “Come for me again. Come hard. Lemme hear you.”

  Her clitoris rubbed on the pillow and matched the cadence of his energetic thrusts. She was blind and bound to everything but the pleasure bombarding her from all sides. It was too much.

  Domini flat out screamed as the orgasm rocketed through her, setting every nerve ending in her body to the same frequency as the vibrations shocking her from head to toe. Never in her life had she experienced something so earth-shattering. A feeling so addictive she’d do anything to have it again and again.