by Maggie Ryan
Gabe’s Golden Girl
The Red Petticoat Saloon
Maggie Ryan
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
About the Author
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Chapter 1
Gabriel would never tire of just watching her. It didn’t matter if Jewel was mentoring or just chatting with one of the many women she’d brought into her heart and the Red Petticoat Saloon, or if she was in the kitchen cajoling Nettie into making yet another batch of beignets, or if she was lounging in the bath, her skin slick with the scented oils she’d pour into the water, relaxing after yet another busy day. But, one of his favorite ways to watch her was when she was simply sleeping… her hair spread across the pillows like golden sunbeams, her face and body soft in repose.
Lifting himself onto an elbow, he leaned over her to run his fingertips down the slender column of her neck, over her shoulder and down her arm. He smiled when little bumps began to rise on her skin as he followed the dip of her waist and then climbed the curve of her hip towards his final destination, a well-rounded buttock. Gabe grinned when she gave a soft moan, her bottom wiggling, pushing back as if seeking his warmth.
“Te amo, querida.” The words declaring his love were whispered into her ear as his hand moved strands of gold away from the pink shell. His teeth captured the lobe, giving a nip that had her moaning again and, he saw, her sweet pink nipples puckering. His cock, already stiff, hardened further as his fingertips slipped into the divide of her ass, sliding down to the treasure hidden between the plump globes. Though the room was dark with only the barest illumination from the moon shining through the window, Gabe didn’t need any light to know the exact moment she became fully aware of him as she stiffened with the pressure of the finger pressing against her anus, her hips pulling away for just a moment before he spoke.
“Naughty.” His smile belied his chastisement, as did her almost instant relaxation, her cheeks unclenching from where they’d attempted to still his hand… to keep his fingers from moving against her body. Bending over her again, he saw her eyes opening, the golden lashes lifting to reveal the most stunning blue eyes he loved watching go from clear and focused to glazed and dreamy with her lust. “What happens to naughty girls?”
“Hmmm?” she murmured, then gasped as he nipped the side of her neck.
“You heard me,” he said, licking the spot he’d just bitten, then blowing across the wet skin, seeing her nipples becoming tight little berries begging to be plucked. “But, since you seem to need a reminder…”
“Gabe!” she shrieked as, with one thrust, the fingertip that had been circling her anus drove inside.
“That’s not a proper answer either, my naughty girl,” he said, continuing to press into her most intimate opening. God, he loved the way she blushed, adored watching the color begin in her breasts, flushing the mounds a beautiful pink that accentuated the color of her nipples before moving up her neck to stain her cheeks with a
rosy flush. He loved even more to add that same pink hue to her other set of cheeks. His finger continued to move, to explore, to press in and withdraw until she was moaning.
“They get punished,” she whispered, her head turning to find his eyes with hers.
“Tienes razón. That’s right. Naughty little girls get punished.” He bent, his lips a fraction of an inch from hers. “Naughty little girls get their little bottoms reddened and then fucked, don’t they, querida?”
Her eyelids lowered for just a moment before opening, the desire he loved to see beginning to fill them. “Yes, sir.” It was all she had time to say before he took her mouth, his tongue demanding entrance, pressing between soft lips just as his finger continued to press in and out of her ass. A slim arm came up to wrap itself around his neck, fingers sliding through his hair, as she surrendered to him.
Without ever removing his finger, Gabe moved her, her body pliant, trusting him as he settled himself onto his back, her body lying on his, her head towards his feet, her silken hair caressing his stomach and his groin. Her groan as a second finger joined the first to scissor, to begin to stretch her ring of muscle was muffled as his cock was already surrounded by the warmth of her mouth, her tongue licking against his length. Her self-control was absolutely amazing as he began to slap her cheeks, alternating from one to another, his fingers playing, her bottom pinkening as she continued to pleasure him, to suckle deeply as he pushed both his cock and his fingers deeper. He inhaled her scent and lifted his head to swipe his tongue between the slick folds of her sex, her body jerking and her throat vibrating around his cock as she voiced her pleasure the best she could. Her small pearl swelled, her mewls of need sounding as he teased the small bud, lapping in circles around its base but not yet drawing it into his mouth. Instead, his tongue delved back into her sex, tasting her cream as his cock began to swell even further, telling him that it was time to finish warming her rear before he’d claim what was his.
The cracks of his palm against her flesh resounded in the room. Her cheeks jiggled with each swat only to still and clench a moment before relaxing, her hips pressing up to meet his hand and then sinking down to seek the tongue that he continued to fuck her with until he drew back.
“You will come for me, Jewel. Come now,” he ordered, giving her two harder swats and then, finally, taking her clit between his lips and suckling hard. She stiffened, her shriek more of a growl, his cockhead’s presence not allowing it to escape her throat as her body contracted, holding his fingers trapped in her bottom as she convulsed. It was an amazing sign of her desire to submit that her lips never loosened around his shaft, her tongue continued to lave and lick, her cheeks to hollow in and out as she suckled throughout her implosion. Giving a final swipe of his tongue to soothe the little pearl he’d nipped, he then popped his fingers from her bottom and reached for the small jar of emollient he’d gotten from Dr. Norwood. Once he’d daubed a generous amount onto her bottom-hole, his earlier ministrations assuring that its application deep inside the dark channel was easily completed, he lifted her off him, his move forcing her lips to open… to release him. His grin grew when she gave a soft whine, her lips parting, her head moving forward like a little girl denied her favorite lollipop.
A quick swat to the underside of her buttock changed the whine to a squeal. “Don’t be a greedy girl,” he teased, repeating the smack to her other sit spot. “On your knees, hands on the rail, legs apart and, this…” he said, running his palm over her ass, “well up.” She didn’t speak but was quickly in the position ordered, her inner thighs glistening with her arousal, her labia swollen, her glorious bottom a mottled pink and pressed high. Kneeling behind her, Gabe fisted his cock, her oral skills slickening it and yet he took the time to coat his shaft with more of the ointment. He wasn’t punishing her despite his earlier teasing. No, this was for pleasure… both his and hers. Settling between her spread knees, he gripped her spanked globes with his fingers, pulling them apart to expose his destination. Pressing forward, his cockhead rested against her dusky pucker for the briefest moment before he gave a thrust of his hips and began to press inside.
“Oh… oh, Gabe,” Jewel moaned, her back arching at the pressure required to accept him into her body.
With his cockhead seated, he released her cheeks and bent over her small frame, pressing inch by inch inside, the grip of her velvet walls sliding ever so slowly over his shaft as he went deeper felt incredible. Bent over her back, he placed his lips against her ear. “I love fucking your ass.”
He could feel her entire body shudder as he bit her neck, could feel her unconscious resistance falling away, her channel surrendering to him, allowing him to sink balls deep. Gabe continued to nip, kiss, lick, and nibble on her neck and her shoulders as his hands moved beneath her to grasp her breasts, hefting them in his palms, kneading the soft flesh before fingers captured pebbled nipples and began to gently tug, twist and pull until she was moaning, her hips moving in sync with his as his movements quickened, his cock filling her, stretching her then causing her to mewl with its withdrawal only to moan as he sank deep yet again, the heat of her spanked bottom warming his abdomen each time his balls slapped against her splayed, dripping pussy.
“You’re going to come with me,” he ordered, running the tip of his tongue over the red marks his teeth had just made on her skin. “I want you to come hard. I want to feel your ass milking my cock. Come for me, querida.” She gasped, her knuckles white with their grip on the rails, her eyes glazed as she turned to look over her shoulder, her hair tangled and disheveled as she nodded her understanding, her acceptance of his demand. Gabe smiled, lifted himself from her back, raised his hand and crashed it down again and again on her buttocks as he fucked her until her head arched back and she screamed her bliss to the ceiling. The channel that had accepted his cock became a vise, clamping and releasing again and again as her climax roared through her. Gabe gritted his teeth at the combination of pleasure and pain until he could move again, to piston his hips until that magical moment of expectation promising extreme bliss held both his heart and breath frozen for an instant before he fell into the abyss, his seed surging up, swelling his cock further until it jetted from him, filling her bowels again and again.
His breaths came in deep inhalations, expelling onto her skin which was glistening with exertion. Carefully withdrawing from her, he rolled to his back again, pulling her to lay on top of him again but this time with her cheek resting on his chest, her ear pressed above where his heart was beating rapidly. One arm held her across her warm buttocks, the other pressed damp tendrils of hair off her face. Her sigh was one of deep contentment, her body’s relaxation against his spoke of pleasure shared. When she turned her face up, her eyes were soft, her smile the sweetest thing he’d ever seen.
“Now, that’s what happens to naughty little girls,” he said, bending forward to kiss her forehead.
“Hmmm,” she purred, her fingertips playing with his nipple. “Shall I apologize in advance by saying that I’m sure I’ll need to be reminded again… and again?”
He chuckled, pulled her up until he could kiss her properly and then said, “I’ll gladly spend the rest of my life reminding you, querida.”
“Good, I love you, Gabriel.”
“Te amo, my Juliette.” Plundering her mouth one more time, he shifted them, spooning her back to his front, his hand cupping her breast. People spent a lifetime worrying about getting into heaven—he’d stopped thinking about that the moment he met the woman in his arms. After all, why worry about the future when he was already experiencing heaven on Earth?
Chapter 2
Jewel eased out from underneath Gabe’s arm. Dawn hadn’t yet broken but she didn’t need the light. Picking up her robe, she slipped it on, tying it loosely. Her body ached in a satisfying way as it always did after they’d made love. She smiled thinking the man could have her apologizing for being “naughty” when she was as innocent as a babe. It didn’t bother her at all that he’
d awakened her from a deep sleep to play. She’d never tire of his games, as he never failed to leave her sated. However, just because he could easily slip back into sleep, his black hair falling across his cheek, a smile of satisfaction on his lips, didn’t mean she could. She was now wide awake craving something more… something he couldn’t provide but she knew exactly who could. Slipping from the room, she made her way through the saloon towards the kitchen. The moment the image had popped into her head, she’d been unable to deny it. A tall glass of cold milk and another slice of that chocolate cake Nettie had served at dinner the evening before would go a long way to replace the calories she’d expended, first over Gabe’s lap and then beneath him.
The saloon was so quiet, the difference between now and only a few hours earlier like night and day. She smiled, shaking her head. Nights had the rooms filling with not only people but with laughter, music, singing, and though there were occasionally voices growing loud with anger and even a few brawls now and then, she was extremely proud of the reputation the Red Petticoat had earned. Yes, men entered through the bat wing doors looking for a drink, a few hands of cards, or a trip upstairs with one of her gems. But, unlike any of the houses she’d visited in San Francisco and New Orleans, her customers could also simply sit and listen to a few songs sung by Silver as Charlie accompanied his wife on the piano, or they could hold a soft, curvy woman in their arms to dance across the floor.
Nettie’s skills guaranteed that the saloon also had customers entering the saloon for nothing more than to sit at one of the tables in the dining room and fill their bellies with had become known as the best “vittles” in the west. Jewel smiled at the quaint word, one she’d never heard of before moving to the states. If anyone eating in a fine restaurant in England had described delicious cuisine as vittles, she was quite sure they’d have been thrown out on their uncouth backsides. She moved around the chairs in the small sitting room, weaving her way through the tables and chairs of the dining room and pushing into the kitchen.
