Cowboy Got Me Shook (BWWM Romance) (6 page)

It brought back memories of the night before. As soon as she rubbed against him, letting his hardness brush against her big ass, he grabbed a hand full of her breasts.

Circling, soaping them up, Grant pleasured her, but avoiding her nipples, teased her. The water trailed down to them, and she waited impatiently for the trailing water to slip past her sensitive center.

“Grant,” she moaned, unable to contain her true feelings now. She wanted to say his name, wanted to scream it, wanted to beg him until he was inside her.

But his hands fell from her breasts. Why? Could he be so cruel? Had it all been a trick?

Going lower, he cleaned her, getting as low as the strap to her panties. Then his hands moved away.

She could think. She could breathe.

“Are we done?” Please, no.

“No,” he said, circling, eying her up.

“I’m not done. This is your first lesson. You’re going to have to learn to open up more. That’s your problem…you don’t let people in, especially people who could help you.”

“I can help myself.”

He strode over to his tool chest. He threw it open, then rummaged through.

Oh God…what’s this crazy fool getting?

Whether Angel liked it or not, she would probably do what he said. He was persuasive and incredibly handsome, a dangerous combination. The more she thought about it, standing there, wet and hot from his touch, she desired more of his heat. She wanted that heat to burst inside her.

“You can’t do everything yourself.”

The cowboy grunted, not finding what he was looking for, whatever that was. Instead he grabbed a nearby bench and tossed it in front of her. He pointed to it.

“Get on it.”

Angel started to sit, but then he caught her by the wrist. “No, not like that. I want you to bend over it.”

“You want me to bend over the bench?”

Their breathing was heavy, fast. She could tell even he could feel the pressure. Whatever he had planned, he had a second to decide whether he wanted to go there. If she went along with it, there would be no going back.

“On the bench like I said.”

She laid out on the bench. Angel pressed her horny tits against it, pushing close. She kept herself flat, sitting straight. She didn’t want him to see her ass in the air.

But that’s what he wants to see. Why wouldn’t he want to see my big booty? Seems like Grant is an ass man, more specifically, a big black ass man.

She grit her teeth. The desire broke through her defenses ever since he had cleaned her. She enjoyed being taken care of like that. And judging from where she was sitting, Grant would take care of her even more.

He grabbed her by the hair, binding them together. It knocked the air from her lungs, and she took a deep breath in, resulting in a loud gasp as he yanked her back. Surprisingly, it didn’t hurt. He wrapped his fingers around her hair snugly.

“This is your first lesson. Today you’ll learn to trust me.”

You’re crazy.

You’re fucking crazy.

“An old fashioned spanking will do you well,” he said, and he let her go. She tried to lift, but he pinned her. She struggled, but then Grant turned her to face him. He planted a kiss on her lips.

That stunned her into submission.

While Angel reeled from the kiss, he grabbed rope, tying it around her ankles. Before she could resist, he already had it knotted. Attempting to spread her thighs was no use. The rope wouldn’t move. It turned her on how fast he worked. And the rope wouldn’t break no matter how hard she thrashed against it.

It didn’t cut off any feeling either, just held her firmly in place. The perfect knot. He was a real cowboy.

Her eyes wandered over him. Likewise, he eyed her up, grinning at her in that exposed position.

“Hands out front. They need to be tied too. You’ll want to get out of it. It’s only a natural reaction. I’ll be here the entire time. Just ride through it. Got it, Angel?”

“Didn’t know you were such a romantic.”

“Just a romantic who knows how to tie a mighty fine knot.”

“What are you going to do? You’ve got me tied up, now what?”

“Like I said, I’m going to spank you.”

Angel laughed. She couldn’t stop shuddering, the laughter coming deep from her gut. It started to sound more like a worrying, nervous laugh, falling short of her prior enthusiasm.

Grant grabbed her by the hair again, forcing her up. With Angel at his mercy, he sank his teeth into her bottom lip. His tongue briefly flashed against hers, sending a shiver down her spine.

“Bend over more. Press against the bench and raise that sexy ass up.”

When she didn’t comply, he put his massive hand on her lower back. His touch sent her into submission. She promptly placed her chest farther up the bench, arching her back and raising her ass.

“Spread your thighs.”

“I-” She hesitated.

She could…but…that would show him a lot.

He slapped her ass cheek. The sting traveled right through her. She yelped, then said, “all right, all right,” complying with him and spreading her legs wider. She was now spread wide for Grant. The old cowboy would get a view of her wet panties clinging to her sex.

How much can he see?

This is too much.

“Good girl. Your panties are coming down next.”

His rough hands slid her panties over her bare ass. Her sex felt so needy now, so ready for his hard cock. She looked behind her, trying to catch a glance at it.

She saw him bursting in his jeans. He was hard and horny, wanting it just as badly as Angel. It wasn’t all about obedience. No, Grant was getting off to this as well.

Angel was terribly exposed. Her legs were spread wide for him, so he was able to see her pretty pussy peeking out from between her thighs.

Grant groaned, loving the sight in front of him. She shot her thighs back together. It was a natural instinct for her to cover herself.

“No, that’s no good. Keep your thighs apart.”

She didn’t comply, so he spanked her plump ass again. The sound resounded through the tiny barn. The pain and shock made her spread again.

I can’t believe how wet I am.

Angel prepared herself for the next strike. The waiting was the worst part.

Her sex dripped, her sweet honey getting sticky on her thighs. Grant must have been going wild behind her. No doubt he could see how wet and ready she was. But somehow he remained in control. He brought his hand back and gave her a slap again, this time on her other cheek.

“Raise your ass again. We’re just beginning.”

She could only moan her replies. Her chest heaved, ready for the next blow. Her legs were shaking, giving him an even better view of her pussy.

When her ass perked up again, he spanked her even harder. He slapped her in three consecutive blows, each one hitting closer to her sex. By the third hit, she was ready for him to plunge his finger inside. Or anything. She needed anything. She needed to be filled. The stinging dispersed, instead came a quick numbing followed by desire.

Her adrenaline was through the roof. Angel interlocked her fingers and bit into her lip, waiting for her next spanking.

“I’m going to ask you some questions, and after each one, I want you to answer. No matter how much I’m spanking you, I want you to answer. OK?”

She didn’t answer in time.

He gave her a spanking, this time slapping quickly, working his way toward the inside of her thighs. She squealed, thrashing in her ropes. After he was finished, already exhausted, she breathed a hearty, “yes.”

“Good.”

He put his finger to her pussy lips. He grazed her, running along the folds of her sex.

“Mmm. Damn, sugar, you’re nice and ready.”

She squeezed, attempting to block him out, meanwhile her pussy sucked, wanting him deep in her womb.

“Keep those thighs wide.”

He spanked her again for her disobedience.

“Yes,” she said.

“Good. Now are you going to listen to everything I have to say?”

“Fuck that.”

Angel didn’t know where that came from. She supposed something buried deep inside her didn’t like being constrained like this, at someone else’s will. It made Grant laugh.

“That’s funny. I know you’re enjoying this,” he said, then he gave her a hard smack, his hand covering both of her cheeks. When he lifted it, she turned around to see her round booty covered by his hand print. “You haven’t told me to stop, have you? You’ve been wanting more this whole time. A girl like you, clear as day, wants a man who can take control.”

“Y-yes. Fine. Don’t push me.”

That didn’t work for Grant. He needed a firm yes. She knew it as well.

Maybe I want another spanking.

Maybe this bad girl needs some more discipline.

She liked each time he spanked her, showing his dominance. There was another part of her that was still afraid of being at his will.

“Say yes. That’s all you need to do. Not fine, just yes.”

He walloped her on the ass again. She jerked, gasping from that blow, but her ass perked up for another.

“You want another, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she said. This time she meant it.

“I know you do. I’ll do good by you. But you have to listen to my instructions. You need to trust me.”

He put his finger to her moist pussy lips again. Grant curled his finger from the front of her clit all the way to her asshole. She squirmed, screaming from the intense sensation.

“Grant” she groaned, kicking.

He dodged out of the way.

She kept kicking.

That forced Grant to spank her again. This time he thrust her away from the bench. He sat on it then carried her over his lap. Angel could feel his hard cock pressing into her stomach.

Angel grit her teeth, fighting back tears, not from the pain, but the overwhelming, confusing emotion. She closed her eyes for each strike, thundering off her bouncing ass cheeks. He kept spanking her over his knees. She hadn’t felt so submissive in her life.

Grant slowed, stopping the spanking session so she could speak.

She needed time to catch her breath. She moaned, and for her silence during her punishment, Grant stroked her pussy again. She shook, but he kept her pinned on his lap as her smile grew.

Angel couldn’t believe how she could fit on his knee like that. He was massive, his thighs muscular and his hard cock waiting, pressing against her.

“Yes, I’m yours,” she said.

Grant pulled her hair back again, then put her back on the ground. She leaned her cheek against it, not caring that her ass was raised, not caring that he could see her dripping hot pussy.

He knows…oh he knows.

He knows how bad I want it. Pound my pussy, Grant.

“That’ll be it for today,” he said.

Grant patted her ass, sore and covered in red hand prints. Then he headed away from the barn.

“Wait,” she said.

Take me. Please, take me here.

You got me so excited. Don’t leave me now…

But Angel couldn’t beg.

“Right,” he said, then Grant strode over to her and he unleashed her from the ropes. As fast as he tied them, he untied them, and she was free. She spread out on the floor.

“Almost forgot to untie you. I’ll see you inside.”

Angel wanted to say “wait” again, but she was too busy groaning.

Then the barn doors shut, and she was in darkness, horny and alone.

She washed again when she was inside.

Angel first put the hot water on, then decided on the cool, needing to cool off mentally and physically from all of Grant’s attention. Her arousal pounded. She didn’t know how she could deny it. Her fingers kept wanting to trail to her sex. She wanted to touch herself, but knew it wouldn’t be as fulfilling as Grant touching her.

That bastard. He gets me hot and horny, then he leaves me there. He knew what he was doing. He used me for his own amusement. I bet he doesn’t even like me. I bet he wanted to show that he could use me like I used him. That fucking bastard.

I hate cowboys.

Crazy ass cowboy.

She laughed, realizing how silly that sounded. Before she had nothing terrible to say about cowboys, except they were potentially hot.

Not even a cowboy. He’s a ranch hand, right?

Or something like that…

Just fuck him, fuck him.

Angel soaped her ass. She groaned, seeing her ass littered with hand prints. They weren’t going to leave easily. As she soaped herself, running over her curves, the desire came surging for her to finish what Grant couldn’t.

The hand prints were a memento, something to remember that sensual, yet rough time with Grant.

He enjoyed it.

He had to enjoy it.

I still hold all the cards,
she thought, remembering his hard cock pressing into her, his heat wanting to force itself inside.