by Ashlee Price
Chapter 7
Clint looked at the circled date on his calendar. He had been waiting for what felt like forever for the date. It had been 6 weeks since Mia had the baby. It was the time the doctor had said her body needed to recover. While things hadn’t been sexual between them since the day in the shower, it was all he could think about. They were both tired from all of the night feedings, but Clint was convinced that he had a shot. Things were different between them. The new parents had found a rhythm, everything fitting together so well. There was just one thing missing.
“Do you know what today is?”
Mia rubbed her eyes and yawned. “It’s Monday I think.”
He sighed. Of course she was not as worried about it as he was. Mia was in mommy mode, her hair in a bun and not a trace of makeup. Clint liked her like that though, fresh-faced. “I can’t believe that it has been six weeks since Virgil was born.”
“I know. Who would have thought that a nap sounded so good? Mom has been dying to take him. Do you think he is ready? I don’t even know if I am ready for it.”
“You should let her take him for the night. I know you are going to miss him, I will too, but we could go out. Have a nice meal.”
She was thinking about it. A little adult time sounded good, to say words with more than one syllable. “Yeah, we need to talk. Figure out what we are going to do. You can’t keep sleeping on the couch and this place is just too small for the three of us.”
Clint’s mind was already ahead of hers. He had bought a house once he had found out that she was pregnant. It was plenty big enough for all of them, but his mind was on something else. He needed her in the more basic sense. There was no time for plans when his manhood was at attention all the time. There was no relief, only teasing and need. She didn’t even know that she was doing it. Mia was still wearing baggy clothes, but he had caught pieces of her from time to time. Like right then, her large tits swayed underneath her shirt and he could still remember how they felt in his mouth.
“That sounds like a plan. How about tonight?”
She looked surprised. “So soon?”
“Yes, like you said, we have a lot to talk about.”
Mia nodded, but she was nervous about what was going to be said. She had become comfortable with him there, even though they were walking all over each other; she knew it would have been hard without him. Clint had gotten up with the baby at night so she could sleep, even changing diapers just as much as she did. “You’re right.” Mia tried to ignore the sinking feeling in her stomach. She didn’t want things to change.
He smile was contagious and she found herself smiling back like an idiot. Something had changed in him. Clint was even happier than he usually was and she wasn’t sure what had him so jovial. He had turned out to be a great father, but it wasn’t that. He was looking at her as he had before and she found it hard not to feel the same way.
“Well you relax for a bit, while I make some plans.”
She agreed, watching him walk back towards the bedroom. Mia heard the shower going and Clint in there humming. What in the world had gotten into him, she wondered.
***
Leaving little Virgil behind for the first time was worse than she could have ever imagined. She didn’t want him to go, that much was clear, but there was some things that had to be done and some time alone is what the couple needed.
Mia felt a little teary-eyed and she was thankful that he didn’t make fun of her about it. “It’s only for the night Mia. You need a rest.”
“I know, I just hate leaving him is all. Thanks for the suggestion though. Did you see the look on Mom’s face?”
“Yeah she looked happy. So let’s enjoy dinner and see what happens.”
“See what happens?” Mia giggled. “Oh I get it, it’s been six weeks. Someone is looking for some loving, isn’t he?”
“Dying for it.”
“Well at least you are honest. Do you even want to go to dinner?”
“I figure you will need your energy.”
She shivered and smiled as she looked out the window. “You always did have a way with words Clint, so romantic.”
“You don’t like romance, so I am just going to be practical. With what I want to do to you Mia, you are going to need lots of energy and fluids.”
Her body responded to his promise, never one to break it. “I thought we had some things to talk about?”
“Talk during dinner then, because I have a much better use for your mouth planned for later.”
Shifting in the seat, her thighs pressed together and she swallowed hard. She hoped her body was ready for him, because it didn’t look like she was going to have much choice in the matter. Mia was already prepared for him, but she was nervous because it had been a long time since she had been with anyone. She remembered how well-endowed he was and it just made her insides burn with more need.
“So where are we going?”
“Capellini’s. It’s the only good place around. I miss the food in Texas. Don’t you?”
His mention of home had her sidetracked from the throbbing between her legs and she was thankful for that. “Yeah I miss Texas a lot. Do you miss riding?”
He shook his head and had a faraway look for a minute. “So is the talk tonight going to have to do with going back to Texas? Are you leaving me?”
Clint shook his head. “I don’t know how you got that, out of that. How could I leave you Mia? I want you to move back home with me. I already got us a place, plenty of room.”
She wasn’t expecting that. “You want me to move in with you. How would that work, like it does here? We would all have our own room?”
“We could, but that’s not what I want and not what you want. Is it?”
Mia knew what she wanted, but she was afraid to ask for it. She wanted them to be a family, to be together forever, that is what she wanted, but it wasn’t like she could just say it. Mia wasn’t romantic; she wasn’t supposed to want the fairy tale. She had never expected it, but he felt like the fairytale. It had been too perfect between them and she was afraid that it was going to change.
“No it’s not.”
They were at the restaurant and going in before he said anything else. After being seated, Clint asked Mia what she wanted. “I like things the way they are. We work good together.”
“So you don’t want to move back?”
“What would we do there? You go back to rodeos and I stay home worrying about you killing yourself off?”
Clint shook his head. He wasn’t sure what they would do, not even thinking that far ahead. “You can do whatever you want Mia. I won’t go back to riding if you don’t want me to.”
“Well aren’t you easy. So there is no reason for you being so accommodating all of a sudden?”
“I have my reasons. I just want to go home. I will stay here if that is what you really want, but we belong in Texas. There is too much asphalt around here.”
Mia felt the same way. She didn’t like Boston too much either. It was a nice place, just not the place that she wanted to raise Virgil. “I have been thinking about it, but I can’t even fathom a move right now.”
“I can take care of all of it. I have a place for us already, it will be perfect.”
“It seems like you have everything figured out Clint.”
“Almost everything.”
“What’s left?”
“That’s for later.” His smile was contagious, his eyes full of mischief. It was hard not to smile back and wonder what was left for later.
Chapter 8
All throughout dinner, Mia was nervous. It was hard to meet Clint’s gaze, so intense after a moment. He seemed happy to let her stew and worry. His hands touched her knees under the table, but always only slightly, just enough to make her want more. Mia was ready to leave before he was. Clint seemed to be taking his time and she didn’t know if it was her perception that changed or the he was doing it on purpose.
“Are you ready to go back t
o the apartment?”
His eyes darkened as the waiter left. Mia looked down and felt heat going to her cheeks. The man just exuded sexuality and it was like his smile, contagious and she had caught it.
“It’s our first night off in weeks. Are you sure there isn’t something else you want to do, see?”
“I’m ready to go to bed Clint.”
Now he was the one ready to go, standing up and waiting for her. Mia kind of giggled as he pulled her up from the chair. Clint half-dragged her out of the restaurant, pushing her against the truck to kiss her, before she made it inside of the vehicle. His words from dinner played in her ears and Mia realized that it had been far too long. She hadn’t wanted to believe that they could be together, but now she knew that it was what was supposed to happen.
He got in and started the truck. While he waited for it to warm up, Mia ran her hand up and down his thigh. She heard his whimper when her hand got too close to the hardness that was ever-present in his pants. Mia loved to hear the sound and then the louder groan when she grabbed his length in her hand. “Mia, don’t.”
Clint moved his hand to hers, while trying to put the truck in park. “Just drive or we will never get home.”
She moved her hand back to his groin and squeezed to his desperate sound. “Oh that’s right. You said you had a better use of my mouth. Is this one of those times?”
His dark eyes went to hers and Mia smiled back. “I think it must be.”
Clint looked down as her fingers undid his jeans, the zipper sound amplified as she pulled it down. He had to look back at the road. All he could focus on was what was through the windshield as he felt the air on his shaft as she pulled him free from his pants. “Mia, not while I am driving. I can’t…”
“Just pay attention to the road. You will be fine.”
Mia looked down at the hard length pressed up towards her waiting lips. It was bigger than she remembered, so full of blood that it looked purple. There was salty discharge coming out of the tip that she leaned in and took a taste of with the tip of her tongue. She felt the truck serve a little and she did it again.
Taking it into her hand, she watched his face as she slowly ran her hand up and down the shaft. He squirmed beneath her and scowled down at her. She ignored him and put him back in her mouth, sucking him in quickly as he groaned louder in the cab. “Mia you have to stop. You have been teasing me for weeks.”
Ignoring him she took more into her mouth until she felt the cockhead pushing against her throat. She pulled him back out and then slid back down his length as Clint shook underneath her. His reaction spurred her on to take more of him as deep as she could until she felt the vehicle jerk off to the side of the road and come to a stop. His hands went to the back of her head, pressing her down as his hips thrust up. Gagging, she braced her hands on his hips as he shoved himself into her mouth. Her throat and mouth were filled suddenly with his hot spunk, his grip tight on her hair.
Clint murmured her name, wanting to melt into the seat as his head fell back. He could hear the cars passing by as they sat on the shoulder. Her mouth left him and he was able to breathe again, eyes going open. He looked over at her and she was wiping a small amount that had escaped off the corner of her lips.
“We are never going to get home at this rate. Why did you stop?”
His eyes watched her lips and then he finally looked behind them to get back onto the road. He put the truck in drive and flew the next few miles to the apartment. Mia had tried to put him back, but he finished as he got out of the truck. She was the one stalling, moving too slow for his liking. He already had the door unlocked and most of his clothes off by the time she got in. He had waited far too long and as soon as she came through the door, he was kissing her lips and neck, tugging her dress over her head.
She tried to slow him down, but there was no stopping him. Her hands went up to cover herself, but his hands jerked hers down, not giving her the satisfaction of modesty. Mia was worried about the changes in her body, but all he saw was something to be desired. It was more intimate than before, their one shared night of pleasure, spurred on by one too many drinks.
“Why do you hide yourself Mia? You are beautiful.”
It was good to hear, but didn’t change the shyness that she felt in front of him. Clint was so perfect, almost too perfect when she compared herself to him. Every inch of his body was chiseled and hard, straining. She may not have fully believed him, but the look in his eyes was enough for her.
As she stood in her bra and panties, Clint pulled her towards the bedroom. He had wanted to get in there with her for months, but she had put him off. Now he could not be put off, needing her more than anything else he could imagine. Pushing her towards the bed, she fell and his body moved to cover her curvier form. She sighed as his hardness pressed against her panties.
Clint couldn’t even be bothered to take anything else off. His need to be in her was paramount and he instead just jerked her underwear to the side. His boxers were yanked down and she felt smooth hardness at her center. Closing her eyes, she waited for the penetration.
“Look at me Mia.”
She whimpered as he stilled above her. All she needed was fulfillment, but he wanted something more from her. Her eyes opened, meeting his for just a moment before his cock drilled down into her depths. Clint’s lips silenced her cry, as her insides choked his member. He cursed while she moaned, clinging to him as he pressed slow and deep. Clint didn’t stop till he was fully embraced.
Mia was overwhelmed with his girth, but she was not given long to adjust before he was pulling out and slamming back into her. It was like before, hard and fast, her mind gone from the first time she came. All she could do to stay grounded was hold onto his neck while his body thrust into her over and over again. When she started to scream, Clint stopped afraid that he had hurt her. “Don’t stop!”
Her nails dug into his shoulders and back as he looked down at her as if she had lost it. Mia moved one hand between their bodies and rubbed her clit to push herself over the edge that he had left her teetering on. Clint grabbed her hand, pushing it back into the mattress as he ground against her. Mia cried out, her body exploding from his.
Clint was moving slower, his strokes deeper as his eyes closed to make it last just a few seconds longer. He warned her as his lips moved to hers, his manhood filling her full of her virile seed, hoping to start another baby. He didn’t share his thoughts with her, rolling over onto his back, breathing hard. “That was, perfect.” Mia just murmured against him as he pulled her against his sweaty chest.
“I forgot how good it felt with you. We really should be more careful though.”
“Why?”
“Because we are going to have another baby if we aren’t careful.”
“Would that be so bad?”
She smiled with her eyes closed. Mia didn’t see how serious he was. “Let’s get Virgil in diapers before we think about another baby.”
“I don’t want to wait any longer for our family to grow. We need to make it official.”
Mia looked over at him. “Official? What do you mean?”
“I mean, we should get married.”
“You never asked.”
“I am now.”
“This is how you ask?”
“Yes. I can’t think of any other way.”
“Okay.”
He wasn’t sure if he heard her right. “Did you say yes?”
She nodded and then moaned as his mouth moved over hers, his body pressing her down into the mattress. Mia would have agreed to anything as long as he kept touching her like he was then. It was impossible to deny her cowboy anything, especially not another perfect baby.
~The End~
Cowboy’s Bride
Introduction
Kallie is shocked to get a message from a lawyer in Texas. The father she hasn’t seen in 18 years has died and she must attend the will reading in a couple of days. She travels the thousand miles there and is even mor
e surprised to learn that her father left her a house and a business. Kallie decides to spend some time in the small Texas town, but quickly realizes that not everyone is happy she’s there.
Then she meets Caspin and she starts to see the hidden gems in the tiny town. Caspin is a businessman as well as a rancher, and Kallie cannot decide which side of him she likes best. Both sides are captivating, but then she finds out that he is a playboy who never sees the same woman twice. She knows that if she lets him touch her she will be lost to a man who will never want her.
When Kallie is almost run out of the town after she refuses to sell her inherited property, it is Caspin who she calls to save her. Will he be able to not only rescue her, but convince her of his true feelings?
Chapter 1
“Kallie, are you sure you don’t want me to go with you?”
She shook her head that she didn’t. “No mom, it will be fine.”
“I just don’t like this. I haven’t heard from him in years and now this?”
This that she referred to was her father’s death. Kallie barely even remembered her father, but now she was being summons across the country for a reading of his will. He was a rich man and had always helped Mary out when she needed it, but it was strange to know that he was gone. Kallie wished that she had gotten to know him better and now the only connection she had was whatever he had left for her. More than money, she wanted photos, something to remember him by or learn more about him.
“I don’t think it was planned.”
“No, of course not. It is just a surprise and I am being insensitive. How are you holding up?”
Kallie shrugged. It was strange that he was gone, but she didn’t have much to miss. “I’m fine. You know I want answers, maybe meet some of his side of the family. Everything happens for a reason, so I should at least see what it is about.”
“I know, but I hate that you are going by yourself.”
Kallie didn’t want her mother going. She was too emotional and would be ready to go the next day. It was something that she had to do by herself, work through it herself in some way. “I am going to be fine. It’s just Texas, not another country.”
