Christmas Cowboy

by Claire Adams

  She was working it so good, too, tight-lipping my rim and pumping my shaft. I moaned as I felt myself leak, coating her tongue. She nursed my head, licking and slurping greedily for more. I pulled her up, and she smiled. “I was just getting into it.”

  “Yeah, well, I had to slow things down. There’s still more fantasy I want fulfilled, and I wouldn’t want to spoil it by finishing too soon.” Not many women had tested my stamina the way Lexa had at that moment, but she’d taken me by surprise.

  She licked her lips and then threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. “What else do you have in mind?”

  “Hop out, and I’ll show you.” I got out of the car and walked to the front of the car where she met me and stopped. I snaked my arm around her waist and pulled her closer. As I kissed her, I worked down her jeans, and she kicked them off with her shoes until she was standing in nothing but her shirt and panties. I pulled her shirttail up, and she lifted her arms over her head, revealing a matching red lace bra and panties set that had my cock at full attention.

  I drew her in close to keep her warm when she rubbed her arms, but she stepped away and climbed up on my father’s car. “Is this what your Shelby dream girl looked like?” She leaned back on her hands and brought her legs up, keeping them spread wide.

  “You’re sexier than she was.” I wasn’t just saying it. Lexa had a body that was wasted on those scrubs she wore to work: petite, but still curvy in all the right places. My pulse raced, and all my dirty thoughts, all the things I’d dreamt of doing to the model, I wanted with Lexa.

  She looked up at me with her big eyes and smiled. “So, are you going show me all the things you wanted to do with her?” Her rebellious gleam had returned, and my cock was twitching to oblige.

  I leaned forward across the hood and parted her thighs to settle between them. “Yes, everything.”

  Chapter Fourteen

  Lexa

  The hood of the Shelby warmed my bottom as I spread out like a buffet, anticipating Aiden’s mouth. He parted my thighs farther and then hitched me up at the knees and brought them over his shoulders. A soft moan broke from my lips as he kissed my mound and then flicked his tongue across my red lace panties.

  “Be easy on those. I’ve seen the damage you can do.” He’d left the last pair he’d come into contact with in scraps, but these were my favorite.

  “I’ll make no promises. Besides, I have plans for these — but first I’m more interested in going around them.” He tugged them aside and slid his fingers between my folds, collecting the nectar I’d spilled anticipating his touch. He met my eyes directly and slipped his fingers into his mouth, sucking them until they were slick and ready to penetrate me.

  I wondered what plans he had for my panties as he pulled them out of his way and tended my clit. His tongue worked over the swollen bud, flicking and kissing, and sometimes nibbling. Then two thick fingers slid deep into my channel rubbing delicious pressure against my walls. He pumped nice and steady, spreading his fingers to stretch me. “You are so tight; I think you had to get used to me last time.” His eyes met mine as if to question me.

  I stroked his hair and slipped my free hand under my bra to tease my nipple. “I don’t mind a little pain. It lets me know I’m alive. Besides, I think you know I enjoyed it.” I bucked my hips upward to show him I wanted it a little deeper and couldn’t wait until his fingers were replaced with his thick erection.

  He gave me a scolding look. “You took off so fast I didn’t have a chance to ask.” He curled his fingers and pressed hard on my g spot, making it ache with pleasure as he teased and licked. We were silent as he worked me through my first orgasm, but then I cried out his name across his father’s car. I couldn’t help but wonder what his father would think and smiled inside that Aiden had gotten to claim it as his own and I was part of the ritual.

  “I guess I did leave abruptly the last time, but I wasn’t sure what you’d think of me.” I hadn’t cared what he thought, but I couldn’t tell him the real reason. “I’m not going anywhere at the moment.” He rose up and held out his hand.

  “No, you’re not. I’m going to make sure of it.” I took his hand as his devilish grin sent a thrill through me and then I was on my feet. “You’re filthy from that hood. It’s a hot fantasy, and though I like my women dirty, I think you need a shower.”

  “Only if you promise to join me.” I stepped over my jeans, and we left my clothes where they lay as he led me into the house and upstairs to his private bath. The room was tiled in black and his walk-in shower, which was big enough for four people, complete with a large bench, looked like it was made for a steamy shower scene.

  He led me to the bench and told me to sit, and I did as I was told. I watched as he stripped down, and when I went to take off my bra, he shook his head. “No. Leave it on.” He gripped his broad shaft and stepped closer. “Stand up.”

  I stood as the smile I was trying to desperately to hide played at the corners of my lips. “You’re in a bossy mood.” His finger landed across my lips, and I pulled them in tight to show I’d stay silent, but was betrayed when a giggle escaped.

  There was a smile behind his beard as he reached and pushed a button to begin the shower spray, but it wasn’t coming from all of the heads, only one. He slipped his fingers in the straps of my panties and slipped them down to my ankles. I rested a hand on his shoulder to step out of them, and then he took my arms and brought them up over my head and wound my panties around my hands, tying me at the wrists.

  My eyes widened, but I had no protest. It wasn’t the first time I’d been tied up for sex, and I’d always enjoyed a little kink — though I had to admit, Aiden took everything my college boyfriend had tried to a new level.

  He leaned close to my ear and whispered, “You aren’t going to run this time.” His breath sent chills across my flesh that prickled as goosebumps rose. “Step over here.”

  “I could still run; you haven’t tied my feet.” I giggled, but then my expression swapped to one of panic when he lifted me up and hung me by my wrists from the shower head.

  “Just in case you get any ideas. Are you comfortable?” He tugged at the panties around my wrist, and since my legs were still on the floor, there was no harm coming to my skin.

  “Yes. So what are you going to do with me now?” He pressed another button and the spray of the other heads, five in total, sprang to life, washing over us with a perfect temperature. He closed the distance and kissed me, his fingers threading through my hair and pulling me toward him with a hunger as his other hand cupped my breast under my bra. Then he kissed his way down, pausing to nibble at my hip. I cried out with pleasure and flinched, and then he continued, working his way down to my trimmed mound.

  I wanted desperately to touch him, but the fact that I couldn’t made the longing ache so much better. The urge to cross my legs had me on wobbly knees, and as the panties around my wrists reminded me they were there, I kept myself from hanging too much weight on them.

  He looked up as his tongue flicked at my clit, sending delicious waves of pleasure through me. “I want inside you.” His fingers found their target, and he pumped them inside my tender opening.

  “Please,” I moaned the word, stretching out the sound.

  “Are you begging for it, Lexa?” His fingers curled, pressing again my clit.

  “Yes, please.” The words fell faster from my lips. “Please, Aiden.” I didn’t mind playing along, and my breath hitched as he stood and pumped his cock in his fist.

  “Are you good?” He waited for my nod and then stepped closer, aiming his broad tip at my entrance. In one quick stroke, he was inside me. I cried out as I settled my legs around him, and then he thrust slowly, gripping my ass to grind in deeper. Suddenly, he picked up the pace, thrusting and fucking me to a steady rhythm that had my release building fast.

  My pleasure ripped through me, crashing on me in a frenzy as I bucked my hips and milked his throbbing shaft with my pulsing channel.

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p; “Fuck.” He pulled me close, leaving himself sheathed inside me as he lifted me off the showerhead. My arms fell around his neck, and then he reached for a button on the wall. As the spray stopped, he carried me through the steam to his bedroom where the cooler air chilled my flesh.

  The cool sheets dampened as he laid me down, settling above me as he claimed my lips. He worked his hips, still pumping inside me, his thick cock spreading me to my limits.

  I pulled my arms from around his neck, and he sat up on his knees, leaving me for a second as he adjusted. “Don’t stop.”

  His cock nudged at my channel until he slid every pleasing inch back where I longed it to be. “No chance.” He thrust harder; his hips slapped against my flesh in a steady beat that caused a waved of pleasure to lick my core. It beckoned another release, and I cried out, overwhelmed as his cock caressed the aching spot. My release poured as I came apart around him.

  He undid my hands, which I hadn’t noticed until then had reddened. He pulled me forward against him and in one quick motion, unhooked my bra, and I slipped my arms free unsure of what he’d do with that item.

  I rubbed my tender wrists. “Are you going to do something creative with my bra, like blindfold me or something?”

  His eyes flashed as a wicked smile spread his lips. “That’d be hot, too, but then you’d miss my money shot.”

  “Ah, the grand finale?” I caressed his chest and then slid my arms down his sides and to his hips. I caressed his tight ass, which got tighter still as he ground against me, inching his cock back to my depths.

  I nuzzled against the crook of his neck and whispered against his warm skin, “You’re insatiable.”

  “You do it to me.” I swelled with pride as he eased me back and settled deeper between my thighs. I hadn’t had anyone make me feel so alive in a long time, and I loved knowing that in our moments together, the rest of our troubles were gone, melted away in a sea of pleasure and release, where nothing else mattered.

  As soon as my next release pulsed through me, I rolled my hips upward, tilting to give him more leverage and then dug my heels into his tight ass. He growled as I felt his cock twitch and then he pulled out, spilling his seed across my tummy and breasts. The warm drops tickled as they hit my flesh, and his fist pumped and milked until there was nothing but a drop left glistening at his tip.

  I glanced down and then met his eyes. “Looks like I need another shower.”

  He lifted me up and cradled me as he carried me back to the shower where he took special care caressing every inch of me before patting me dry and wrapping me in his robe. He carried me back to the bed for more, and I ended up falling asleep in his arms, content to escape from our troubles a while longer.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Aiden

  With another heated conversation from Layne under my belt, I decided to get dressed and go to the gym to blow off a little more steam. As good as things had been with Lexa that morning, waking up with her in my arms and going down on her for round two, his call had turned my mood from good to bad.

  I was going about my normal routine, choosing to work my arms and abs, but I couldn’t help but notice I had an audience.

  Tana, a girl I’d met about six months ago, and slept with shortly after, was on the treadmill across the room and running a steady pace with her eyes set in my direction. She smiled and raised her hand to wave, then turned off the machine. She tossed her towel over her shoulder and bounced her way over, her ponytail bobbing in time, and then she leaned against the bench where I sat up to say hello.

  “Long time, Aiden.” Her eyes were the color of warm honey, and her pale blonde hair only made her beauty more intense. She was a pale comparison to Lexa, and nothing as hot as her in the sack.

  “Tana. How have you been?” I didn’t think it would hurt anything to make polite conversation since she’d taken the time to walk over.

  “I’ve been good. You know, we should get together again sometime. I’ve got a new place, new bed, and new toys.” Her gaze slid down my body and back, and I remembered the last time I played with her and her toys.

  “I’m seeing someone.” I hoped the small lie would be enough; it wasn’t like Lexa and I were a couple, and we hadn’t solidified any type of relationship, but she’d killed any interest for anyone else.

  Tana’s lips twisted into a smirk. “Well, maybe when you get bored with that, you can come give me a call. Or you know, if you decide what she doesn't know won’t hurt her.” She giggled and tossed her hair, her eyes meeting mine and narrowing as she leaned forward to my ear, her hair brushing my cheek. “I seem to remember you had a really nice time.”

  “Well, at least one of us remembers it.”

  As her face fell, I gave her a warm, saccharine smile.

  “Fuck you, Aiden Walker.” She stormed off, dropping her towel as she returned to her place across the room.

  I finished my workout thinking about how I’d never turned down a sure thing, but then again, Lexa had brought out things in me I hadn’t expected. I contemplated having a relationship with her and wondered what she’d think about it. What we were doing was fun, but I wasn’t sure if she saw it as more.

  I should get her to tell me what she expects. Or at least where she’d like it to go if anywhere. Could I date her? Be faithful to her? Did I want her to be the one I spent the rest of my life with? The thought was too much for me. I wasn’t ready for that. Sure, I’d made a lot of ground dealing with my father’s death, but I had a long way to go with my mother’s and my sister’s.

  I pictured Lexa spread out on that hood. The way she’d hopped her pretty little ass up there and spread those knees so seductively that I wanted to bow down and worship her. And I suppose I had, with my mouth. I took a chance tying her up, but she’d gone right along with things like she’d have given me anything I wanted. How many girls would do that? She was rare indeed, and if I didn’t know anything else, I knew I wanted to see what else would happen.

  She’d run out so fast after the first time; it surprised me when I woke up and found her still in my arms. Her tight little ass was nestled close to mine, warm and fitting like a glove. Her hair had dried into soft waves, and I realized she must do something to get it as straight as she usually wore it. I even noticed, as her face was resting on my arm, that she had a faint smatter of freckles across her nose and after checking, I’d found the same on her shoulders; nothing hotter than a girl with freckles.

  Thinking about her raced my pulse and sent an ache deep in my balls. I pulled into the bar and thought about something else, so I didn’t give Glen my money and a show.

  “Well, there’s the stranger.” Glen was sitting at a table next to the bar filling napkin dispensers. Instead of sitting at the bar, I plopped down in a chair across from him.

  “Head up to the bar; I’ll grab you a cold one.” He rose from his seat, and I placed a hand on his arm to stop him.

  “No hurry, man. I mostly came to visit, and I’ve got nowhere to be.” Another thing I’d learned on the way over was how much I missed my friend. Glen hadn’t even signed up for the job as much as I’d recruited him.

  “I’m glad you did; business is slow.” He waved his hand around the room, and there were only five others in the whole place, including Smitty, whose eyes were glued to the TV.

  “I’ll be sure to have a beer or two before I leave. I only finished my workout a bit ago.” I leaned back in my chair and brought my arms up to rest behind my head.

  “So what’s on your mind? You’ve never wanted to talk before I could get a beer or two down your throat.” He took a rag and polished the silver dispenser.

  “I can’t get my mind off Lexa. She’s got me pondering life and relationships. I might need you to kill me if it gets any worse.” A soft chortle escaped my mouth as I realized how much I missed her at that moment.

  “The sexy nurse? She might be just what the doctor ordered.” He looked up from his chore and winked.

  “Very funny…tho
ugh that’s what I’m afraid of. She’s almost too good to be true. Banging body, adventurous spirit, and she’s made me open up more than have for anyone — even you.” We shared a laugh, and I handed him another stack of napkins. “Not only that, but like I’ve told you, she’s not after my money.”

  He tucked the stack in place. “Have you met her family? Are they from around here?”

  “Yeah, she’s from around here, works here, but no, I haven’t met them.” I thought about her dad and how he didn’t like her fast car, but then I froze, suddenly realizing something that had escaped me. My face must have gone pale because Glen stopped what he was doing and stared.

  “You okay, man?” He leaned back in his seat and gave me a strange look.

  “No, I suddenly feel like shit. Lexa’s never really talked much about her family. I mean, I’ve talked about mine, right? The accident and Olde House, you know, how I fired all my staff. But I don’t think she’s ever even told me her last name, and I’ve never bothered to ask. Damn, I’ve slept with her twice already.”

  “You are a shit, man. You’ve got to ask her about herself, find out where she comes from. If you keep it one sided, it won’t matter what you want, she’ll lose interest. Women like to know a man’s interested in them for more than a lay.”

  I had seemed to be getting so close to her sexually that I hadn’t bothered to learn anything else, but suddenly, I wanted to know. What makes her tick? What makes her comfortable being so intimate with me? The girl could be a porn star, and I’d never know it. She could come from a bad family or someone my father had defended in a murder case. It seemed a stretch for that one to happen again.

  The possibilities were endless, though, and as a Walker, I shouldn’t have been so careless.

  I glanced down at the time on my phone. “Thanks for the lesson in women, Glen. It’s not like I don’t know all that.” I sighed and hit her name in my contacts. “She’s at work, but I’ll leave her a message. Maybe she won’t give me the silent treatment like last time.”