Quarantined With the Cowboy

by Kitty Jones

  The truth was that Daniel was a busy guy. He was gone frequently and he was often outdoors and unreachable. He wasn’t the type of guy who could hang out and text all day. He wasn’t always available.

  But he had a good heart, and he wanted to share his heart with Meredith.

  The fact that he worked so much didn’t seem to bother her a lot, if at all. He liked that. He liked the fact that he could be himself around Meredith, and she never judged him for it. She accepted the fact that he worked all the time. She understood just how difficult it was to run a ranch as big as his. She got all of those things.

  Most women didn’t, and that was why he tried so very hard to stay away.

  “That’s right,” he said.

  “It might be different…with me,” she whispered.

  “Because I care about you.”

  “Yes.”

  “It’ll be better with you, princess.”

  “I know,” she laughed. “I’m very good in bed.”

  “Is that right?” He raised an eyebrow. He was certain she was telling the truth. Meredith was passionate and loyal and funny. He imagined she was the type of playful partner any man would love to have in his bed. She would probably make him laugh hard and she would definitely make him take his time playing with her.

  Those were things he wanted.

  He wanted to have fun in bed. Yeah, he liked tying people up. Oh yes, he loved a little bit of bondage and spanking. What he really wanted though, more than anything else, was the connection he felt with Meredith, and he wanted to take that to the next level.

  “Very good,” she said, nodding.

  “Tonight?” He asked. “After bedtime?”

  They couldn’t do anything right now. He didn’t resent having a daughter, but they did have to lose some of the spontaneity since she was around. They’d have to be careful not to raise any eyebrows or to alert Alice to their shenanigans.

  He waited with baited breath. What was she going to say? Was she actually ready for him? He was ready for her. Oh, he was so very, very ready.

  “Tonight,” she agreed.

  He kissed her again once more to seal the deal, and then he went to go finish cleaning up the supper dishes. It was nearly seven now, and Alice would go to bed around nine. After that, all bets were off. He was going to take the best damn care of Meredith. She wouldn’t even know what hit her.

  When he got to the kitchen, he started cleaning up the dinner dishes. He carefully wrapped up the leftovers and put them in the fridge. Then he wiped down the table. He hurried, moving swiftly, and then he went back upstairs. He went into his bedroom and took a long, hot shower. He needed to relax just a little before this actually happened.

  It was finally happening.

  He was going to make love to Meredith and it was going to be un-fucking-believable.

  By the time he finished dressing, it was time to put Alice to bed. Even though she was a big girl now, she still liked having stories read to her. Daniel sat on the side of the bed and read her two different story books, kissed her on the forehead, and sent her to bed.

  Then he left, closing the door carefully behind himself.

  He went into his room and took a look around. There were a lot of different things he could do that night with Meredith. As far as he knew, she was basically a BDSM virgin, so he wouldn’t make things too crazy or wild. Not tonight.

  Then again, maybe crazy and wild was exactly what she needed.

  He wasn’t the type of person who liked to over plan a scene. In his mind, a scene should be spontaneous when possible. He liked to go with the flow. Some couples liked to plan every aspect of a scene, and sometimes, that was okay. If they were acting out a fantasy, for example, then it was totally fine to have their lines memorized.

  But in Daniel’s head, it felt more like they were practicing for a play than enjoying a night together, and he wanted to avoid that.

  He had chosen pajama pants and a plain black tee to wear. Meredith knocked on his door at ten, and when he opened it, he looked down and smiled at her.

  “Hello, beautiful.”

  “Hi,” she whispered breathlessly.

  Then she came into the room.

  Chapter Seven

  Her hands had never wobbled like this before.

  Was she supposed to be shaking?

  She was shaking. All of her was shaking.

  “Nervous?” He asked gently, but she shook her head. She smiled demurely, calmly, and took a deep breath. She could do this. She had to. She didn’t have a choice.

  She had waited so long for someone like him to come into her life and now he was here.

  He swatted her bottom and she jumped, startled.

  “Never lie to me, princess,” he said. “Try again.”

  She rubbed her ass.

  “Okay, maybe a little nervous,” she shrugged.

  “How long has it been?”

  “Since I had sex?”

  “Yes.”

  She had to think about it for a minute. It had been a long time. She didn’t want him to judge her, but he raised his eyebrow at her patiently, curiously. Then he smiled gently.

  “No judgment, princess,” he said, as though he had read her mind.

  “Two years,” she told him.

  “Two years?”

  “Yes.”

  “Why?”

  “Why what?”

  “Why haven’t you had sex in two years, princess?”

  “I…I don’t know,” she said.

  He swatted her butt once more.

  “Hey!”

  “I asked for honesty, princess. Nobody forgoes sex for two damn years without a reason. I know you aren’t a virgin, and you’re not unattractive or unlikable. In fact, you’re damn gorgeous, and you’re funny, and you’re clever. Any guy would love to date you. Hell, half of my employees have asked me about getting with you.”

  “They have?” She was surprised.

  “They have.”

  “And do you run them off?”

  “No. Never. What you do in your own time is your own business.”

  How interesting.

  She hadn’t known.

  “So?”

  “Well,” she paused, trying to articulate her thoughts. How could she explain this without sounding crazy? “I guess I just got tired.”

  “Of sex?”

  “Of not feeling that connection.”

  “You didn’t feel close to the people you were sleeping with?”

  “Not so much, no.”

  “Can I ask why not?”

  Again, he didn’t judge her. He didn’t make her feel like she was dirty or a slut or weird for having been with people in the past.

  “I guess I just wanted to feel like I was valuable to the person. Going on a couple of dates and then sleeping together can be fun. I mean, let’s be honest: it can be a lot of fun.”

  He smirked and nodded. Yeah, he knew all about fun. She’d seen him bring home plenty of girls in the time they’d lived under the same roof, and she’d never judged him, either. Everyone had needs and desires. Everyone had different preferences when it came to dating and sex.

  “That makes sense,” he said. “It always feels nicer when you know the person.”

  “Yeah, because then it’s like, you feel comfortable telling them what you want.”

  “And is that what we have?” He asked her.

  “I’d like to think so.”

  “I think so, too.”

  “You know, we’ve been quarantined together for awhile now and we’ve never slept together.”

  “I know,” she said. “Let’s not waste anymore time.”

  She reached for him eagerly, hungrily, and pulled him close to herself. She kissed him deeply. While she kissed him, she ran her hands down his chest and over his cock. He groaned when she touched him, but then he twisted her around, pinning her arms behind her back. He stood behind her and rubbed his cock against her ass.

  Now it was her turn to gr
oan.

  Fuck.

  She was more turned on than she’d been maybe ever.

  She couldn’t quite handle what was happening, but she knew one thing was for sure: she loved it. She loved everything that was happening.

  “Please,” she whispered.

  “Please what?” He nipped at her neck, biting her and running his tongue over her skin. It felt good: better than she could have imagined. Suddenly, she felt like she was one of those girls in the books she was always reading. She suddenly felt like she was one of the submissives being dominated by a dashingly handsome gentleman.

  “Daniel, I want you,” she said. He spun her back around almost instantly and kissed her deeply.

  “Get on your knees,” he said, and she dropped down. She looked up at him, and she was shocked by the look on his face.

  He didn’t look angry or wild or upset or mean.

  He just looked like he absolutely adored her.

  He looked like he thought she was the sexiest girl he’d ever seen.

  “Take off my pants,” he told her. She reached for him, but he grabbed her wrist, stopping her. She looked up at him, surprised, but he shook his head and smiled at her.

  “What?” She whispered.

  “No hands,” he raised an eyebrow, silently pushing her, testing her.

  So this was what being with a Dom was like.

  Meredith had never considered herself to be especially smooth or seductive. She wasn’t really the type of girl who could just seduce a man. That so wasn’t her style. She’d definitely never undressed someone using only her teeth, but what did she have to lose?

  Nothing.

  She had nothing to lose and everything to gain.

  She could walk away right now and go back to her room, and nothing would change. They could go back to their normal, ordinary lives. They could go back to where they’d been before. He could be her boss and she could be his nanny, but she didn’t want that.

  She wanted this.

  She wanted the Dom.

  She wanted the passion.

  She wanted him.

  She wanted everything he could offer her and more.

  Oh, she wanted so much more.

  Besides, she knew that if she did this, she was going to have fun with him. She was probably going to have more fun than she could possibly imagine.

  But she had to be brave enough to try.

  Chapter Eight

  “You’re over-thinking,” he warned her.

  He could see it on her face: the hesitation, the desire. She wanted to be brave and to try this. She wanted to reach out and lick him with her tongue. Oh yes, she wanted that, but something was holding her back: fear, maybe.

  Nervousness.

  She’d never been with a guy who was as bossy as he was. Yeah, he understood that. It didn’t mean he was going to let the little princess get away with anything.

  Daniel was a strong cowboy, through-and-through. He ran a successful ranch because he was determined and he didn’t back down from anything. He knew exactly how hard to push his ranch hands and he knew just how hard to push his animals.

  Now he was going to push Meredith.

  “Close your eyes,” he told her.

  She did it.

  “Now put your hands behind your back,” he whispered.

  Again, she obeyed.

  “You look lovely like this,” he told her.

  She was still wearing her pajamas. She had on a thin black tank top with no bra, which he was certain was on purpose. Then she had on dark red pajama pants. They were soft and they showcased her lovely, curvy body. He couldn’t wait to touch her over and over again.

  “Now,” he whispered. “The most wonderful thing about playing with your partner in a kinky kind of setting is the fact that you’re allowed to just feel.”

  “What do you mean?” Her words were a whisper, and she didn’t open her eyes. Good girl.

  “I mean, you can feel nervous, or scared. You can be uncomfortable. Sometimes you’ll be very uncomfortable. You might be anxious, and you might be horny, and you might feel so excited you think your heart is going to beat out of your chest. BDSM is all about open communication and trying new things, and it’s all about finding out what works for you.”

  “So what works for me?” She asked.

  “We’re going to find out, princess.”

  “Okay.”

  “Now lean forward, and pull my pants down. No hands,” he reminded her as she began to move. He watched as she leaned forward and pressed her mouth against his cock. The pajama pants still shielded him from being inside of her mouth, but that wouldn’t be for long. No, it wouldn’t be long before he was carefully inside of her mouth, fucking her beautiful little face.

  Oh, he couldn’t wait for that.

  She moved her face around in a slightly awkward way as she tried to find the band to his pants. It was so fucking hot. It took all of his self-control not to grab her hair or her cheeks and guide her, but he didn’t.

  This was a lesson in self-control for both of them, and he needed her to do this for herself.

  She had to be willing.

  She had to want it.

  He wasn’t going to force her to do anything she didn’t really want to do, and he didn’t want to pressure her. That wasn’t the point of this type of play.

  No, the point was to give her the most delicious orgasm she’d ever had in her entire life.

  Hopefully, there would be multiple orgasms.

  Finally, she found the band and yanked, pulling down. She tugged, lowering his pants over his cock and down to his ankles. When she reached the bottom, she was bent over almost in a bow, and he had the most perfect view of her spine and bottom.

  Oh, he couldn’t wait to spank her again.

  It was going to be so damn fun.

  “Beautiful,” he said.

  “You can open your eyes now.”

  She opened them and gasped when she saw his cock. He wasn’t particularly huge and he wasn’t overly girthy. He’d always considered himself to have a very normal, appropriately-sized cock. Still, her reaction sent a swell of pride through him. It was safe to say that she liked what she saw.

  She licked her lips and looked up at him.

  “Daniel?”

  “Yes, princess?”

  “May I suck your cock?”

  “Please,” he murmured, and she leaned forward. “Hands behind your back,” he reminded her when she started to move them. She grumbled only a tiny bit, but she leaned forward and did as he asked.

  Daniel was the kind of guy who loved getting head. Who didn’t? But no matter how many blowjobs he’d had before, none of them really compared to the one he was getting right now. She was being so very gentle, and so very tender, but he wanted even more from her. While she licked gently, covering the tip of his shaft with her mouth, he pushed forward.

  She squeaked, but took his cock in her mouth.

  “Good girl,” he said. “Now suck.”

  She listened to him, bobbing her head up and down his dick, wetting it for him.

  “You look so fucking pretty on your knees with my cock between your lips,” he told her. “You’re being a very good girl.”

  She paused for only a half-second, but he could tell she was really sucking up the words he was giving her. She liked being praised. That was something he’d noticed long ago. Meredith was the type of girl who liked being admired.

  She liked having someone tell her she was doing a good job or that they were proud of her. She worked very well when she knew she was pleasing someone. Oh, everyone liked being praised, sure, but Meredith was the type of person who really took compliments to heart and then tried even better.

  He started pushing harder, faster, and she firmly kept her hands behind her back while he fucked her pretty little face. She started to drool, and things got a little sloppy, but she was damn beautiful, and he was so very turned on.

  He didn’t want to come in her mouth, though. He w
anted to save that for her pussy. He craved feeling her wrapped around him snugly, and the best part was that they had all night.

  Hell, they had the rest of the quarantine, and if it was up to him, the rest of their lives.

  The thought scared him just a little. He hadn’t really thought of Meredith in that capacity before. He’d never really thought about getting married again at all. When he’d lost his wife, part of him died with her, and he never really thought he’d learn to love anyone again.

  Now, as he thrust his cock into the pretty submissive’s mouth, he wondered whether she would want to stay with him after all of this was over.

  Could he convince her to date him?

  Could he convince her that he would be a worthy Dom for her?

  He pulled away gently, and she groaned slightly at the loss of his cock from her mouth.

  “Don’t worry,” he chuckled. “There’s plenty more where that came from.”

  “Good,” she whispered. “Permission to wipe my mouth, sir?” She added gently.

  “Ah, so polite.”

  “Well, you know, I’ve been reading,” she said.

  “I don’t know, I rather like seeing you covered in drool.”

  She groaned, and he chuckled, but then he nodded.

  “Wipe your face and get on the bed, princess. It’s time for some fun.”

  Chapter Nine

  First he went down on her and made her come that way. Then he used his fingers to gently stroke her clit over and over until she came again. By the time she was nearing a third orgasm, Meredith thought she might just die altogether. She couldn’t handle this much pleasure. Not all at once, and not from her boss.

  Then again, Daniel had stopped being her boss about a week ago, and since then, he’d become so much more. He’d become her lover. He’d become her friend.

  He may have even become her Dom.

  She wasn’t sure what the future held for them. She wanted to keep dating him after this whole quarantine thing was over, but she didn’t know if that was going to happen. He wasn’t the type of guy to settle down, after all. He’d been with plenty of women since his wife passed away, but he’d never taken a girlfriend.