by Paige Tyler
He didn’t wait for an answer, but lifted his hand and gave her ass a series of firm, deliberate smacks that had Shayna wiggling and squirming around on his lap almost from the start. But her protests were all part of the game, and she knew Madoc knew it. She loved each and ever spank he meted out, even if her bottom was usually a rosy shade of pink and stinging like crazy by the time he was done.
But while she loved the feel of Madoc’s hand coming down over and over on her bottom, she loved it even more when he stopped in between to caress her freshly-spanked asscheeks, just like he was doing right now. Shayna let out a moan and spread her legs as far as the panties banded around her thighs would allow. It was her little way of telling Madoc that she wanted him to touch her pussy. Lucky for her, he was very good at knowing what she wanted in bed –
or wherever else they happened to make love – and this time was no different. Slipping his hand between her legs, he gently ran his finger along the slick outer folds before sliding deep into her pussy.
“You’re very wet,” he said. “Do you know that?”
Shayna moaned softly, unable to do more than that as her husband slowly moved his finger in and out of her pussy.
Then, all at once, Madoc slid his finger out. Dismayed, Shayna opened her mouth to complain, but her husband gently took her arm and stood her on her feet before she could get the words out. Any desire to protest disappeared when she saw him start to unbuckle his belt. While she wouldn’t have minded some more foreplay, she was definitely ready to have him inside of her. She was as aroused as she could possibly get.
Her pulse fluttering in anticipation, Shayna quickly pushed her panties down the rest of the way, and then stepping out of her sandals, climbed astride her husband where he sat on the bench, and slowly lowered herself onto Madoc’s hard cock.
He slid into her in one, smooth motion, and Shayna couldn’t stifle the moan of pleasure that escaped her lips even if she’d wanted to. But as unbelievably good as his cock felt nestled deep within her, she knew it would be even better when she started to ride him. With that in mind, she lowered her head to kiss him as she slowly and methodically began to rotate her hips.
Madoc slid his hands down her back and over her hips to cup her freshly-spanked ass.
Shayna gasped as he squeezed her cheeks, and then sighed against his mouth with pleasure as he began lifting her up and down.
Shayna began moaning out loud, not caring if anyone heard her. She didn’t think it could get any better, but then Madoc tipped his head forward and began nuzzling her neck. She hadn’t discovered it until after they’d gotten married, but her neck was one of her favorite erogenous zones.
She slid her hand into his hair, keeping him focused on her neck while she began to ride him like a wild woman. The bench was a little hard on her knees, but she couldn’t care less as she felt the tip of his throbbing cock reaching into the very depths of her pussy. Every time she came down on him, she swore she had a little mini-orgasm.
All at once, Madoc stopped nibbling on her neck and threw back his head to let loose his own groans of pleasure.
Obeying the urging of his hands on her hips, Shayna began to ride him even harder, completely exhilarated to be living out her wildest fantasy with the man she loved.
Shayna’s orgasm coursed through her then and as she screamed out her pleasure, she felt Madoc’s cum explode hot and pulsing inside of her. She continued to ride him until every last tremor of her climax had subsided. Only then did she look around, checking to make sure that no one had pulled into the rest area while she and Madoc had been distracted. Luckily, no one was around.
Sliding his hand into her long hair, Madoc pulled her down for a kiss. “You’re completely amazing, do you know that?” he said against her mouth as he kissed her again.
All Shayna could do was laugh, giddy at what they had just done.
As she and Madoc walked hand-in-hand down to the parking lot afterward, Shayna found herself hoping the Cutler ranch was as big as her husband said, because there was no way she could go two weeks without another spanking. Surely there had to be someplace she and Madoc could slip off to so they could get in a spanking now and then.
About an hour outside of Fort Worth, the ranch was even bigger than Shayna had imagined, with acres and acres of land, a huge barn, and a beautiful two-story house. Since Riley and Cade had flown down from Seattle the night before, the couple had already settled in by the time Shayna and Madoc arrived that evening, and they immediately came out to greet them when she and Madoc pulled into the driveway. Madoc’s parents, Arlene and John Cutler, were right behind their son and daughter-in-law, and as soon as Shayna got out of the SUV, she immediately found herself enveloped in a welcoming hug from each of her in-laws.
“It’s so good to see you again, my dear,” Arlene Cutler said, pulling away to gaze down at Shayna.
Dressed in jeans and a western shirt, she was tall and slender with graying hair that she wore in a smart-looking bob. She also had the same intriguing golden brown eyes as her sons, Shayna noted.
“How was the trip? You’re not too sore from such a long drive, I hope.”
Over by his brother, Madoc chuckled and Shayna felt herself blush, knowing exactly what he found so amusing. While she definitely wasn’t sore from the drive, her bottom was still a little tender from that very thorough spanking her husband had given her at the rest area. She always felt the effects of a good, firm spanking more when Madoc didn’t give her a warm-up first, she thought. Not that she was complaining, of course. It had been an incredibly sexy spanking and she would definitely remember it as one of her favorites for a long time to come.
She had to stifle a giggle as a naughty, little thought suddenly popped into her head. Maybe she should tell them that it wasn’t the drive that had her sore, but the spanking Madoc had given her that still had her bottom tender four-hundred miles later! Then again, maybe not.
“Nope, not sore at all. The drive was great,” she said, giving the older woman a smile.
“Though it’s good to finally be here. The ranch is absolutely beautiful. I can see why Madoc loves it so much.”
“Just wait until the boys show you girls around,” John Cutler said. “You’re going to love it here as much as they do.”
Though in his sixties, the retired U.S. Marshal stood as straight and tall as his sons, and with his angular jaw and handsome features, it was easy to see where Madoc and Cade got their rugged good looks.
“Why don’t we go inside so you and Madoc can get settled into your room,” Arlene suggested.
“Dinner’s just about ready to be put on the table, and we can all sit down and catch up.”
Cade and John offered to help Madoc with the luggage while Shayna and the other two women started toward the house.
“Whoa,” she heard Cade remark as Madoc opened up the back of their SUV. “Think you and Shayna could have brought any more luggage? You’re only staying for two weeks, you know.”
Madoc chuckled, but his reply was lost as he leaned into the SUV to begin unloading the bags.
Whatever he’d said, it must have been funny though, Shayna thought, because both Cade and his father laughed.
“Men,” Arlene scoffed as she led the way onto the big wrap around porch and into the house. “They think that just because they can get by on a change of underwear and a toothbrush, we women can too!”
Shayna and Riley both laughed. That was definitely true, Shayna thought. But while Madoc liked to complain about all her clothes, he certainly didn’t seem to mind when she came to bed wearing all kinds of sexy lingerie and super high-heels. Not that she kept any of it on for very long, she thought with a smile.
“I would have brought more myself,” Riley said. “I think the real reason Cade wanted to fly instead of drive is because the airlines limit how much luggage you can take.”
“I heard that!” Cade called, as he, Madoc, and their father started up the walk, suitcases in hand.
Inside, the big ranch house was just as beautiful and inviting as the outside, and Shayna immediately felt at home as she stepped into the huge entryway. Off to the left was a spacious living room, while on the other side was a formal dining room and eat-in kitchen. There was also a hallway straight ahead that looked like it led to a family room, and Shayna was just able to catch a glimpse of the pool through the French doors. The water looked so tempting that she almost wished she could take a dip before dinner.
The upstairs guest rooms were beautifully decorated in the same southwest style as the rest of the house, Shayna noted as she and Madoc dropped their bags off. The room was dominated by the big, four-poster bed and she could already imagine the fun she and Madoc were going to have in it. The bed was so high off the floor that she could probably bend over it and have her bottom be at the perfect height for a spanking, she thought. Too bad they didn’t have time before dinner to try it out now!
As they made their way back downstairs a moment later, her husband gave the hand he was holding a tug, pulling her closer to his side.
“That spanking I gave you back at the rest area might not have to tide you over until we go home after all,” he said softly. “My parents’ room is way at the other end of the hallway from ours.”
Shayna felt her pulse skip a beat at the mention of a spanking. Had he read her mind?
“What about Riley and Cade? Aren’t they right down the hall?”
Madoc shrugged. “Yeah, but I wouldn’t worry too much about that. The walls are too thick for my brother and Riley would hear anything coming from our room.”
That was probably true, Shayna thought. And anyway, she was sure she and Madoc could improvise if they had to. After all, the ranch was huge. They weren’t limited to the bedroom. There had to be lots of different places where her husband could spank her that were more private. Just thinking about the possibilities had her tingling all over.
When they went back downstairs, Madoc’s parents gave them a tour of the house before leading them outside to the patio. Riley and Cade were already seated at the big, round table near the pool and Shayna’s eyes widened a little at the array of food on the table. There was easily enough to feed a small army. Her mother-in-law must have spent the better part of the day in the kitchen!
As they filled their plates a few minutes later, Madoc asked his father how things had been going on the ranch. Never having actually been on a ranch before, Shayna was amazed as her father-in-law described all the work that went into one. She had just naturally assumed the ranch was more of a hobby for the retired Marshal, but she discovered that it was a full-time working cattle ranch.
“Dad was telling me earlier that none of this season’s calves have been branded yet,”
Cade said, looking at Madoc. “I told him we’d give him a hand.”
Madoc helped himself to another baked potato. “Sounds good,” he said, and then glanced at Shayna.
“What do you think, babe? Want to help?”
Shayna eyed him over the rim of her water glass. “You’re kidding, right? Why would I want to help hurt those poor baby cows?”
Her husband chuckled. “It doesn’t really hurt them. Besides, I’m sure Riley’s going to help, right?” he said, glancing at the other girl.
Shayna looked at Riley to see the other girl shaking her head, obviously as disgusted by the idea as she was. Beside his wife, Cade looked amused, as did his father.
“Okay, you two,” Arlene said. “Stop teasing your poor wives.” She looked at the two girls. “We don’t brand cattle like that anymore. We put tags in their ears with something that looks a lot like the tool used to pierce your ears. Of course, the guys still like to call it branding because they think it sounds more manly than admitting that they’re out piercing ears like an eighteen-year-old girl at the mall.”
“It’s still manly,” Cade insisted. “It’s tough to hold down a two-hundred pound calf while you poke a hole in his ear.”
Riley was still shaking her head. “I don’t care either way. I don’t want to see it.”
“Aw, come on,” Cade cajoled. “It’ll be fun.”
“Yeah,” Madoc added. “We’ll even teach you how to rope the calves yourselves.”
Arlene scowled at the men. “That’s enough, you two. I’m sure Shayna and Riley would much rather go into town and do some sightseeing than stay here and brand a couple hundred cattle. Wouldn’t you, girls?”
At the relieved look on both of their faces, Arlene smiled. “That’s what I thought,” she said, and then proceeded to tell them about all the things they could see in the area.
While some of the tourist attractions sounded like fun, Shayna had to admit she was more interested in doing some shopping. Across the table from her, Riley agreed, saying she heard there were some excellent shops in the historic Fort Worth Stockyards. Arlene agreed, telling them how the old stockyards had been converted into a shopping and entertainment district.
Mention of the stockyards got the men’s attention and John suggested they should all go see a rodeo down there while they were in town. Shayna had never been to a rodeo before, but she agreed that it sounded like fun, as did Riley.
“I read that you can watch them herd longhorn cattle down the main street of the stockyards every day,”
the blond girl said. “Is that true?”
“Sure is,” John said. “In the early days, Fort Worth used to be a stopover point for the cattle herds as the drovers moved them north towards Kansas and the railroads. Later, as Fort Worth continued to grow, the stockyards changed from being just a stopover to being the actual destination for people bringing livestock in from all over the west. Cattle and other livestock were bought and sold and transported right out of the stockyards. They do the cattle drive through the main street just to show people what Fort Worth looked like in the 1800’s.”
Shayna stirred cream and sugar in her coffee. “How interesting. I didn’t realize Fort Worth was quite that historic.”
“This area has quite a lot of history behind it,” her father-in-law explained. “There’re all kinds of small museums and historic landmarks that talk about everything from agricultural inventions to fights with the local Indian tribes. And of course, there’s the legend of the Confederate gold.”
Madoc and Cade both let out a groan at that.
“Dad, not that story again,” the younger Cutler brother said. “Please.”
“What story?” Riley said, eagerly leaning forward in her chair.
Madoc sipped his coffee. “Supposedly, there was a shipment of payroll gold headed north toward the end of the Civil War. Unfortunately for the men transporting the gold, the Confederates surrendered before delivery could be made. The men had no choice but to turn around and try to bring the gold back. However, no one knew what to do with it, so folklore says that in a desperate move to keep the Union forces from getting their hands on it, the men buried it somewhere near here. The theory was that the gold would be needed when the South rose up again, but that never happened and everyone apparently lost track of where the gold was buried.”
“Of course, it’s all a complete crock,” Cade added. “People have been searching for that gold for a hundred years and no one’s found even a clue.”
“Just because no one’s ever found it doesn’t mean it isn’t there, son,” Arlene said.
Cade snorted. “Don’t you think someone would have found it by now if it did exist?
Hell, Madoc and I spent practically every summer looking for it when we were kids.”
Shayna looked at her husband in surprise. “You did? That must have been fun.”
Madoc’s mouth quirked. “More like a waste of time.”
“Do the stores in Riverville still sell those phony treasure maps claiming to be able to lead you to the gold like they did back when we were kids?” Cade asked, pouring more coffee for both Riley and himself before asking if anyone else wanted some more.
His father nodded. “Of course
. You can find them everywhere. Even at the general store.”
“We should get one,” Riley said, her blue eyes bright with excitement.
Cade sipped his coffee. “You’ll only be wasting your time.”
Riley shrugged. “So what? It sounds like fun.” She turned her attention to Shayna.
“What do you think? Are you up for a little exploring?”
Shayna couldn’t help but smile at the other girl’s enthusiasm. Hunting for buried treasure actually did sound like fun, no matter what the guys thought. “I’m in,” she said.
“It’s settled then,” Riley said. “We’ll go into town tomorrow and get one of those maps.”
Madoc leaned forward to rest his forearms on the table. “Just make sure you girls take some time to look at a real map first. There are a few areas to the north of here you need to stay away from,” he warned. “They’re not always marked on those silly treasure maps, but they’re federal property that’s been leased out to various corporations for the purpose of strip mining.
Those companies can be more than a little territorial when it comes to their leased property and they definitely don’t appreciate trespassers.”
Both Shayna and Riley agreed that they would be careful and stay away from those areas.
Even so, Shayna couldn’t help but think that looking for the gold was actually going to be a lot of fun.
While Riley and Shayna didn’t have any intention of helping tag the calves, neither of them minded sitting on the fence and watching their sexy husbands work up a sweat as they herded the animals into the corral the next morning. While Cade usually wore jeans and a button-up shirt on his days off, Riley had never seen him in a cowboy hat before, but just seeing him in the Stetson with his shirt off had her temperature rising in a way that had nothing to do with the Texas heat. Beside her, Riley noticed Shayna was eyeing Madoc with the same lusty look, and she couldn’t help but smile. Who knew jeans and a cowboy hat could be so darn sexy?
