Corralling the Cowboy (2 page)

It was
nearly full dark, and their car stopped at the top of the Ferris
wheel. They sat swaying and enjoying the lights as the evening
continued to darken around them. The evening had a feel of fun and
frivolity, and the expectation of something exciting to come. An
occasional a bark of laughter jumped out of the background of
tinkling carnival noises. The moon was nearly full, casting its
light over everything and pushing the falling darkness back. “It’s
beautiful, isn’t it?” She asked, looking down at the lights of the
midway and the city.

“
Yes it is,” he said with a catch in his voice.

When she
looked at him, he wasn’t looking at the lights, he was staring at
her. Joe slid his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to
his side. His breath was soft in her hair, his fingers gentle but
firm as he tipped her face up to look at him. Oh my, she thought, I
wasn’t expecting this.

“
I’m going to kiss you,” he warned softly, leaning slowly
towards her.

“
I hardly know you,” she responded, tilting her head to the
left, wordlessly inviting him in. His lips brushed, featherlike,
across hers. She shivered and pushed back against him, deepening
the contact. She had been aroused since she bumped into him in the
beer garden. Now, she wanted him with a desire that shocked her.
Something about this man called to her, sending a pulse of longing
racing through her to lodge in her core.

“
Kiss me again,” she whispered against his lips. She cupped
his face between her hands and pulled him closer, pressing her
mouth against his. She obeyed without question when he cupped her
head and kissed her deeply, demanding she respond in kind. She
wanted this, needed it. Her hands dropped to his shoulders and she
explored the rock hard muscles there, tracing each contour and line
with her fingers. His arms were like rocks and the sheer power of
him was almost overwhelming. Joe’s hand cupped her breast and the
Ferris wheel gave a small jerk and started its slow descent,
jerking her back to reality.

Oh, she
thought, I should be resisting this. They were in public, high
above the thinning midway crowd and she knew nothing about this man
except his name, if Joe Brooks was his real name. Even as the
thought formed, she rejected it. Somehow, she was sure he wasn’t
lying to her. She felt something new here, and she wanted this,
wanted him. It wasn’t like her to be this attracted to a stranger,
but the atmosphere, the beer, and Joe were an overpowering
combination and she didn’t want to resist. She wasn’t going to
resist. She was going to take everything he offered.

He
stroked his palm lightly across her breast, and they moaned in
unison when her nipple pebbled against his hand. “I want you Alex,”
he whispered against her mouth.

She
whimpered and arched her back, pushing her breast against his palm.
Her hands ranged everywhere, eager to explore every taut muscle of
his body. His body was different from the typical man she dated.
Joe was definitely used to physical work, and Alex usually dated
suit and tie types who kept in shape by making large monthly
payments to the local gym. She decided she liked his tight, hard
shape with all its muscles and heat.

Alex was
startled when the ride attendant cleared his throat. “Last stop
folks,” he said with a laugh. “Ride’s over, I’m shutting ‘er down
for the night.”

Chagrinned, Alex allowed Joe to take her hand and lead her
down the ramp and back onto the midway. The people were few and far
between, only the diehard rodeo and midway fans remained. It
wouldn’t be long before security starting shooing people home. Alex
and Joe strolled through the booths, hand in hand listening to the
banter of the carnies and laughter of the few remaining guests. A
few of the games and food booths were already shut down. As they
walked, his thumb stroked her palm and her wrist, sending her mind
whirling to thoughts of what those talented hands would feel like
on other parts of her body. Her naked body.

“
Hang on for a second,” Alex told Joe and darted into the
washroom. She needed to use the washroom, but more than that, she
needed a few minutes to recoup her equilibrium. A minute later, she
stood before the sink staring at her flushed face. Damn, look at
me. I’m flushed and definitely look like I’ve been well and
thoroughly kissed. If that ride had been any longer, she knew that
more than her hair would have been in disarray and probably would
never have seen her cowboy hat again. She would have let Joe lead
her where ever he wanted. Strangely, the idea didn’t distress her;
it thrilled her. She studied herself for another minute and decided
she liked the well-kissed look, smoothed her hair, plunked her hat
back on and turned to leave.

Stopping
in her tracks, Alex wondered how far Joe would take this. She
hoisted up her short skirt and whisked off her panties and stuffed
them into her skirt pocket. As she straightened she noticed a grey
haired woman standing just inside the doorway, grinning broadly at
her.

“
Go get him, Sweetie. He’ll never know what hit him.” The
woman laughed and entered a stall leaving Alex staring at her
back.

“
What the heck,” Alex said with a laugh. “Nothing ventured,
nothing gained. Wish me luck,” she called over her shoulder towards
the stall; then she sucked in a calming breath, squared her
shoulders and strode outside to join Joe. He was leaning against
the side of the building waiting for her, a patient smile on his
face.

“
Thought you got lost,” he teased.

“
Nope,” she gave him a naughty grin. “Just lost these,” she
dangled her panties in front of him.

“
What is that?” He asked, his hand darting out and snatching
them from her. He held up the tiny lace panties between his large
rough hands and looked at them before glancing at her with a raised
eyebrow. “Geez, do you always wear panties this sexy?”

Alex
laughed. “I do, and always with a matching bra. I have a huge
lingerie collection.” She winked at him, laughing when he
groaned.

Joe
stuffed the panties into his jeans pocket, snaked his hand out to
cup the back of her head and draw her close. “You are a naughty
girl,” he declared, with a smile, tugging her forward and kissing
her.

A shiver
of delight raced through her, this was what she wanted, what she
needed. A quick fling, a one night stand. It wasn’t something she
had ever thought she would enjoy, but right now, with this man; the
thought alone was making her pussy feel wet and throbbing. She
wasn’t sure she could resist the temptation, wasn’t sure she even
wanted to resist. She slid her hands up his chest and around his
neck, and leaned into him. Pressing her full length against him,
she kissed him back. It was like pressing against a brick wall. He
was solid and warm. The kiss was rough and urgent and her knees
went weak.

Joe’s
ran his hands over her back to stroke the curve of her hips and the
narrowing of her waist. Her muscles twitched under his hand. He
wanted Alex, here now, hard, fast and without any preliminaries.
And unless he missed his guess, she wanted him just and badly.
Hell, she had almost thrown her panties in his face, if that wasn’t
a sign that she was into him, he didn’t know what was. He traced
the contours of her waist, and slid his hands along her arms to
where her hands were locked behind his neck.

The heat
of his hands on Alex’s back, on her arms was enough to burn her, to
drive her desire higher. Fire followed his touch and she wiggled
against him, trying to get closer, to get inside him. Joe’s hands
gripped her wrists lightly and in one quick motion he turned them,
so her back was against the wall, her hands pinned above her
head.

Breaking
their kiss, he paused and looked down at her. She went still for a
second, and he felt her relax when he smiled softly at her. He
studied her eyes, and her face; reading no objection there, lowered
his mouth to kiss the column of her neck.

The
building pressed into her back, the rough wood siding hard and
unyielding. Their cowboy hats were knocked askew and tumbled to the
ground but she didn’t care. Joe’s long, hard body pressed against
her and he held her wrists pinned lightly over her head with one
hand. Her breath caught in her throat when his lips touched her
neck and her body burned for more. She pushed her hips forward,
bumping against his erection. His obvious need made her heart
pound, and her breath flew out in a rush. She twisted her wrists in
his hand and he loosened his grip just enough that she knew she
could break free if she really wanted to. But there was something
so hot, so erotic, and arousing about being trapped that she let
him hold her there, and ground her hips against him. Her hips
bumped his and he pressed back, pinning her entire length against
the wall, his cock was hard against her belly leaving no doubt that
he wanted her as badly as she wanted him.

Who
would ever have guessed that she had an exhibitionist side or that
she would enjoy being at the mercy of a man? But she would be
damned if she wasn’t completely into this and eager for more. His
lips were soft on her neck sending heat racing through her. His
free hand stroked her side and stole under her shirt to explore her
bare skin. His hand was hot and the late evening air cool. She
shivered in delight and moaned loudly. She tried to kiss his neck,
to taste him, but he eased back a touch, keeping away from her
eager mouth.

“
Slow down,” he whispered; his breath hot against her skin. “I
want to taste you first.” He dipped his head back to her neck and
kissed along the column of her neck and down along the upper curve
of her breast.

“
Kiss me,” she begged.

“
I am kissing you,” he said with a laugh.

She
groaned low in her throat. “On the mouth. I need to kiss you,” she
begged. “Please.”

Joe
straightened up and looked into her eyes. “Begging?” He teased and
brushed his lips softly across hers. “I like that.”

Alex
pressed towards him, trying to deepen the light contact, but he
moved back.

“
What do you want?” He asked; his hand busy exploring her
stomach and waist, her skin was as soft as the finest silk and hot
under his touch. “Tell me what you want Alex.”

“
Kiss me. Please.” She pleaded softly.

“
Is that the best you can do?” He asked, nibbling on her
ear.

“
Oh god, Joe. Kiss me, hard. I need to taste you, to kiss
you.” She didn’t care that she was begging. She twisted her head,
trying to capture his mouth. She was burning for him.

“
My my my. That’s my girl. We are eager, aren’t we? ” He
teased before swooping in and capturing her mouth with
his.

She
kissed him hard, urgently, giving and taking. Her teeth scraped his
lip, nibbled gently and she soothed the tiny hurt with her tongue.
She groaned into his mouth, her breath coming in gasps, her heart
pounding, her pussy aching. She lost herself in him, in his scent,
his taste and in the feel of being at his mercy.

The
sound of a woman’s giggle brought them to their senses. They broke
apart and Alex saw the woman from the bathroom walking
away.

“
Holy hell,” Alex whispered. “I forgot where we
were.”

“
Come on.” Joe scooped their hats up from the ground and
tugged on her arm, moving towards the back of the building. “Let’s
find somewhere more private. “I’m not finished with you yet.” When
she didn’t immediately move, he gave her a light swat on the
bottom. “Are you coming?” He looked down at her, giving her the
chance to walk away, to stop what was happening between
them.

The
smack to her behind got Alex moving, she hurried around the
building, almost dragging Joe behind her. She wasn’t sure what had
gotten into her, but she wasn’t ready to leave him yet, his touch
was electric and she needed more of it. She paused, but Joe pulled
her further into the shadows, away from the lights of the midway
and into the darkness between two buildings. The chatter of the
depleting crowd faded as they moved farther from the midway. The
sound of the carnival rides and games dimmed until it was nothing
but white noise with an occasional jolt of laughter breaking
through. In spite of the fact that the celebrations continued
unchecked only a hundred yards away, it felt like Alex and Joe had
stepped into their own private world.

“
Come here,” he said his voice soft and commanding. He tossed
their hats on a plastic patio chair abandoned behind the
building.

Alex
obeyed without a thought and stepped into his arms. He embraced her
and pivoted quickly so she was once again pressed against the wall,
her hands pinned above her head. This time he didn’t give her the
opportunity to object. He just ravaged her mouth, kissing her hard
and deep, demanding she respond. She kissed him back, giving and
taking, playing along with him eager for more. Her body was
throbbing, aching.

Would he
take her here? Now? Would she let him? Alex decided she didn’t care
and gave herself up to the moment, taking all he had to
give.

Her
buttons flew open under his nimble fingers. His touch was soft,
gentle where he traced the line of skin revealed by his actions and
Alex inhaled sharply as his palm grazed across her breast, the
light contact drawing the soft lace across her nipple. Shivers
raced thought her and her nipple peaked, hard. It felt like it was
trying to force its way through the thin lace of her
bra.