Cowboy Got Me Shook (BWWM Romance) (7 page)

But why hadn’t he continued? Had he wanted more from her? What did she do wrong?
Nothing, he’s just a crazy ass cowboy,
she repeated to herself again.

Confident in herself again, she headed out of the shower. She dried herself then got into her night gown. The silk felt wonderful on Angel. Even without the hard spanking, she still had a difficult day. She spent the entire day working, something that she wasn’t used to. She thought about one thing after the silk flowed over her, getting into bed.

Before she headed out, Angel wanted to be properly dressed. She was afraid of what might happen to her if she were to be provocative around Grant. She didn’t know if she had it in her for another spanking. If he teased her again, tempting her to the point where she wanted to come, and then he left her alone, she would go crazy.

Legitimately crazy. She would flip.

She slipped on her bra and panties underneath the robe. It was still revealing, if he were to strip her of the robe, but she knew she shouldn’t run into him on the brief way between the bathroom and the bed. She headed there. Holding her breath, she didn’t see him, and slammed the door shut behind her. It was already night. By the time she was done with her shower, dusk had happened.

I must’ve been in there awhile.

Fooling around with myself…except I didn’t even do anything. I just thought about it. How frustrating.

She groaned then flopped onto the bed. It felt amazing. She ran her arms and legs across it, letting the softness sink in. Finally, Angel was at peace. That’s when she realized that she hadn’t checked her cell phone in such a long time. She took it out of her dirty pants and tossed it onto the dresser next to her. It said she had a bunch of missed calls and missed texts, but she didn’t care.

Angel wasn’t going anywhere tonight.

The cowboy had gotten his wish.

Maybe I need a spanking every night.

Angel giggled to herself, still amused that he had done that to her. When she was finished, she rolled over, and that’s when she felt how wet she was.

“Ah hell,” she said. Her hand went down to check herself out. The friction of her hand passing by her thighs was enough for her to yelp. She silenced herself, putting a finger to her lips and squeezing her eyes tight. Then she put her hand on her sex and gasped, this time more quiet. But it was still loud enough. She waited to see if Grant would come knocking on her door.

“I’m so sensitive,” she whispered.

As she took her hand away, it set her off again. But she didn’t want her own touch. She wanted Grant’s.

Frustrated, she tossed and turned in the sheets. Angel would pace the room, going over her options. At some point, she was ready to run outside and be caught again. But then she came to her senses, and exhausted, she let the mattress take her. But she couldn’t sleep.

Her sex still panged. It was swollen, needy. Her hands gripped the sheets, waiting to feel Grant’s touch. She waited for the next blow from his firm hand against her ass.

Her mind replayed the entire spanking. She could feel every blow again.

Angel tossed the covers off.

There was no way she would ever get to sleep.

I need to walk around. Get out of this room.

She pulled herself from bed. Then Angel wandered out into the kitchen. She didn’t care about making noise. The house would carry any noise no matter how quiet she was. Once she was in the kitchen, she could see the hallway leading to Grant’s room.

I should go in there and get what I want.

It wasn’t right for him to do what he did to me.

Angel crept to the corner, peering down the hallway. She couldn’t hear any noise but Grant’s door was left open. She crept to it, the floorboards creaking as she did. When she got to the corner of his door, she held onto it for support, peeking inside.

He was sleeping. The moon shone in through the only window in his room, but it was massive, and he looked incredibly handsome in the moonlight. It also helped that he wasn’t wearing any shirt or pants, instead he wore only his boxers. And she could see the curve of his cock in them. Even soft, it looked big.

I’ll just go and tell him I can’t sleep...maybe he’ll stay up with me,
and at that moment, she had to believe it, no matter how crazy it sounded. She couldn’t believe that she was giving in to Grant, letting him in again.

Angel dropped onto the bed. He startled awake.

He could barely keep his eyes open. He blinked, staring at her like she was nuts. Maybe she was, but it was Grant that made her crazy.

Angel leaned in close. “I can’t sleep”

“Gotta admit, Angel, I can’t either.”

She settled into the bed, staring him down, soaking in how nice it felt to be with him.

“We’ve got more work in the morning, but I think we should let it go,” he said.

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“Yeah, I heard you, doesn’t mean I’m still not surprised. Why you saying that, Grant?”

“It’s been a long night.”

She nodded, but she still thought that uncharacteristic.

“It’s going to be even longer,” he said. That’s when she realized, masked in the dark, he had been checking her out, his eyes running over her curves, flowing from her split open gown, an accident when she sat on the bed.

“Why?”

“I want to get to know you deeper.”

Deeper?

She liked the sound of that.
Just how deep are we talking here?

He took control, grabbing her hips and swaying her back on his chest. When he pushed her back, her ass bumped against something hard, and it took her longer than it should to realize it was his cock. He had gotten hard at the sight of her in her bra and panties. Damn, that cowboy was virile. She groaned, biting her lip, and swaying her hips slowly to grind against his cock tip.

It slowly slid against her ass cheeks.

He pulled her against it.

Soon she was on top of it, grinding. He held her hand, helping her momentum. She rocked faster. She ground her pussy against his boxers. Angel knew she wouldn’t be able to do it for long. Soon she would need her panties torn from her. She would need to free his cock and have it inside. Her pussy already felt crazy wet and it tightened and released, ready to grasp onto that hard dick.

“Take your panties off,” he commanded.

She lifted up to help slip it off. He threw it off the bed. With her pussy exposed, she ground more on his crotch. He groaned, his muscles rippling from their love making. They weren’t even touching skin on skin yet, and she still felt like she could burst. All of that pressure built up from the day came to a head, and she overflowed. Angel ran wild.

She grabbed for his cock. He helped, taking his boxers off.

He positioned his cock against her slit. He spanked her, and she groaned deeply, desperate to have him inside. He was so thick. She grabbed him, wrapping her fingers around his base, surprised to see how thick and long it was again.

Slipping it over her tiny pussy, Grant groaned, flexing, gripping her ass tight. He picked her up, then positioned her over his cock. Her thighs felt weak, and she didn’t know if she could handle such a thick dick in her. He would fill her to the brim. She slowly sat on his cock, only shoving the tip inside.

They both groaned, loving the initial connection. Love burst free from her, spreading through her, like a flower blossoming. She rocked her hips with Grant helping her, grabbing her ass and pushing and pulling. She rode, working more of his cock inside until she fit more than his tip.

“You’re so big.”

Her well endowed cowboy spanked her ass and she swayed faster. She took a deep breath then slid more of him inside. Her walls expanded to fit him. His cock felt perfect inside her and Angel thrashed, trying to contain her immense pleasure from the older man’s experience. He knew how to fuck. He knew exactly what he was doing. He rocked her hips, each time his cock tip rushing against her sweet spot.

Grant grabbed her hands. They interlocked, and it helped her stay while he fucked her faster. He pumped his thighs now, driving his cock in all the way. She hollered, her screams echoing through the house. Angel, exhausted, couldn’t sway her hips any longer. She let his cock stay deep inside.

“Give me more of that sweet pussy, Angel. I can’t get enough of you.”

Grant saw her struggling with his size. He took over, pulling himself up and kissing her. Then he dropped her onto her back, his cock still all the way inside. She cried out, her hands hitting the sheets and grabbing them for support. With her legs spread wide, and Grant between them, he pulled out. Even coming out, he rubbed against her trigger.

After taking his cock all the way, Angel opened for him, and he pumped her in slow, sensual strokes, loving the way her curves rippled. Each time his balls slapped against her ass. The sounds of their love making soon overtook the sounds of her screaming.

She clawed at the sheets, her body thrumming with each thrust of his sex. He pounded her harder, and she opened wider, her womb desiring his warmth. She wanted more of his heat, wanted to fit more of Grant inside. Her big beautiful body was ravished by the rough cowboy as he pinned her, fucking her harder and faster.

“That hot pussy,” he said, grunting.

“Yes, that’s it,” she screamed, letting loose of the covers and putting her fingers against her clit.

She felt his cock rushing in and out of her, and the friction set her off. It unleashed her orgasm. She could feel it overwhelm her, and Angel trembled, trying to stop it, but it was too late.

“I’m coming. Shit, shit, no, no.”

She didn’t want to let loose, to look so vulnerable, but he left her powerless.

The orgasm broke free. She writhed as he continued to fuck her, only he fucked her harder, hitting her trigger in every stroke. As she came down from her orgasm, she stopped shaking and dropped her arched back onto the sheets.

“That beautiful pussy. Fucking hell, Angel,” Grant grunted.

Angel let him use her. With her body still taken over by the high from the orgasm, she couldn’t budge, couldn’t speak, only moan while he fucked. He kept her pinned, grabbing her around her supple waist. She glanced below to see how much her pussy swallowed, and was shocked to see she was taking all of that thick, strong cock with every thrust.

His balls smacked her harder, letting her know how firm and ready they were.

“Just like that, oh yes, honey. I love to see your body rock to my fucking.”

Even though she was already heated, her cheeks burned hearing him talk about her sex. He pussy opened wider, and she felt it sucking him in. He groaned wilder. She could hear it deep from his gut. His balls smacking against her surged with his cum, and she knew from his grunting that he would explode soon. He fell on top of her, burying his cock even deeper while he held her close.

She crawled toward the edge of the bed. She struggled to stay underneath him. She was so sensitive, but knew she couldn’t get free. He kissed her tender neck while he pounded her pussy. He was so skilled, bringing about her bliss so easily.

He made sex look so easy…so natural.

He pinned her arms, and constrained, Angel felt him rushing deep against her grooves.

“I’m going to come.”

He’s going to come in me. If we stay like this, he’ll come in my pussy.

No…no…he can’t…

I can’t let him do it…

But it felt too good. Grant couldn’t pull out. He fucked her until he came.

They both hollered at the same time, Angel orgasming again right after he came in her. Her pussy swallowed all of his sweet cum, and she felt so filled, her body unleashing its love in one earth shattering burst.

“Baby,” he said, kissing her.

She didn’t want to separate. She wished they could stay there forever.

Grant’s kissing snapped her back to reality, but it took minutes. When she kissed him back, he pulled out. Still, she was filled. Angel couldn’t believe what they had done, but she knew she didn’t regret it. At least, for that night, because as soon as they were done, he held her close in his arms, and she never felt more love in her life.

Grant woke early like he always did.

The one thing different was he had a woman in his bed with him.

He grunted, rubbing his eyes to wake himself faster. He was a usual fast waker, throwing off the sheets and getting up as soon as he opened his eyes. But he usually didn’t wake up with a naked girl on top of him. That was different.

The events of the night raced past Grant. He didn’t regret any of it, until he remembered how he came inside Angel.

What the hell did you do? You idiot.

This girl was given to you to take care of, and you went and fucked her. Didn’t even put on a rubber, did you? Stupid ass.

Remembering how he came inside her made Grant want to get up all of a sudden. He pulled her arm away, and she moaned, still sleeping deeply. He pulled her other arm away, then was able to position her against the pillows. She batted her eyelashes, groaning, but went straight back to sleep. She probably wouldn’t remember Grant ever getting up.