Cowboy Got Me Shook (BWWM Romance) (8 page)

Grant made it to the door and then he leaned against it, looking back at her in his bed.

You gotta admit, that’s a nice sight.

It was a beautiful sight. The young pretty thing was even prettier than the sunsets on his ranch, and he loved the sunsets, especially very early in the morning when no one was there. He could feel his emotions stir when he looked at her there, sleeping happily. If Grant wasn’t in the position of being her protector, he would’ve felt a lot better about it.

But he didn’t feel better as soon as he turned away.

He left that beauty there, and the regret flooded in.

What if you got her pregnant?

Grant remembered how they came at the same time. He had a strange inclination, a natural instinct that told him she was very fertile. He should’ve been wearing a condom, but wasn’t expecting the girl to drop into his bed like that. After they touched, he couldn’t stop himself. He couldn’t stop when he slipped his cock in. Even though the thought entered his mind at points, it was buried until right before he came, and by then, it was too late.

Feeling like he was hung over, Grant leaned against the counter, watching the sun come up over his ranch.

Not as pretty. Not as good looking as her in that bed.

He found himself grinding his teeth. Grant stopped himself, then disgusted, headed out to the lawn. He grabbed a chair from his barn then sat, thinking over what he had done, and what he could do to make it better.

What can I do? Nothing I can do. What’s done is done.

You came in her, good chance she’s pregnant now. You can get her a pregnancy test.

Don’t want to scare her though. She’d go off running to her mother, and that would be bad. I need her to trust me. I need her to know we’re on the same side.

Grant sighed. The old cowboy didn’t even feel like working that morning. He couldn’t find the energy.

He headed back into the house. After his long contemplation, he found Angel exactly in the same spot as she was. All those emotions came back at once. He tried to fight them, and because he couldn’t, Grant grew frustrated. He walked up to her, peering over her curvy, luscious form. She pushed the covers away, moaning, and when she did, she exposed her breasts.

Grant’s cock stiffened. He couldn’t keep his eyes off those tits, and once again, he wanted to leap on top of her and pillage her, claim her as his own, and by that, he meant, going all the way, coming inside her again. He wanted to fuck her deep and hard, have her clawing at his muscles for relief until he gave her the most mind blowing orgasm of her life. He knew he could, that’s what made it sweeter.

He could make her his.

The idea was much too tempting.

And you gotta admit, Grant, you’re good for the girl.

Grant reached for the covers, throwing them off. She didn’t even wake from that. She woke when he tapped her shoulder, but it took multiple tries.

“Hey, wake up.”

“What’s up?”

“Time to get up.”

“No,” she said, and she turned away.

Now I know why I was so hard on her before.

“Come on,” he said, and he grabbed her shoulder, turning her back toward him.

“What do you want?”

“What do you think? Just because we had a nice night yesterday doesn’t change a thing. You’ve still got work to do. I said we could have the morning off, not the whole day. Get up. I’ll see you in two minutes.”

Grant wished he didn’t say it so harshly. He didn’t know what got into him. Maybe it was the fear that he got the girl pregnant and they would have to face up to it, maybe it was the fact that she was still not quite as disciplined as he would have liked. Who knew..but he wished he wasn’t so harsh.

“No,” she said again, and she turned away.

“Up in ten minutes.”

She moaned, giving him her answer, but he knew that his threat had worked. Grant headed back out to the kitchen to wait for her. He already had a list of jobs for her to do by the time she struggled out of bed.

When’s he going to give in a little?

She pulled the wagon filled with hay to the barn. It was nearing sun down, the day feeling more like a week than a day. She spent the entire day working. By the end of it, she couldn’t wait to take another cold shower.

After all we did last night, and he’s still treating me like a stranger.

Angel couldn’t get over what happened to her the night before. She wasn’t experienced with sex at all, and there she was, not even having sex with protection. And with an older man. And he came inside her.

She still got butterflies and goosebumps whenever she remembered how he came. She knew she shouldn’t have allowed it, but Angel found herself beaming about it more often than not. Sometimes when she thought about him coming inside her, she had to take a break.

He’s the perfect man…strong, handsome, independent…he’s everything I’ve been looking for. Nothing wrong with taking things fast.

That fast though? You’ve known each other for less than a week, and you could possibly be having his child.

She shook away that fear. Angel focused on the work at hand. She pulled the cart along, dragging it to the barn then leaving it there. She huffed, wiping the sweat from her chest. She wondered where Grant was. He was gone for most of the day. Most likely he stewed over the night before.

Grant shoved open his front door. In his cowboy gear, and carrying rope in one hand, he approached. He had a sly grin on his face. Angel weakened from that grin. She thought she would hit the grass, her knees buckle underneath her. She froze in place, trying her best to remain standing straight and tall. She thought maybe a good day’s work would help her avoid having to go through his bondage lessons.

Last time, it made her wild with lust, but it scared her…she didn’t know how far it would go. And being so inexperienced, she wanted to clamor on him, hold onto him tight and have him tell her that everything would be all right.

Maybe a dinner and a movie? No.

Grant doesn’t want that tonight.

He knows that I need more lessons.

The scary part is, I know I need more too.

I want to be his…it’s just, can I be? Can I go through all this? Can he make me his?

Angel knew he would try. She knew he would try his hardest to wrangle her under his control. He already had her heart, but he wanted more. He wanted everything.

Grant smirked even wilder as he approached. He took her by the hand, guiding her to the barn.

“What’s going on?”

“What do you think?”

“I did everything on the list,” she said. She made her eyes wide and bat her lashes at him, giving him the most seductive, sweet look, but it wouldn’t change his mind.

“Doesn’t matter. You still need to have the lesson. Especially after last night.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

He pinned her against the barn wall.

“It means after last night, you’ve got to go through this. Wish there was another way, but there’s not.”

Angel didn’t understand. Why did he insist on the bondage? Why did he want her to be so submissive? He acted like there wasn’t any other way, and she believed him. He looked so serious when he said it. She didn’t quite understand why he insisted so much, but Grant and her had developed enough trust where she would go along with it. After all, she didn’t want to disappoint him.

That thought scared her.

I’m falling for this man. I’m falling too fast for him.

“With me,” he said, and he took her to the soft tended grass in the back of the barn. He instructed her onto her knees. Once she would have protested getting dirty, but now Angel didn’t mind. She dropped at once.

He threw open the barn doors. Then he grabbed a saddle. He approached Angel. He raised her chin. He began to undress her.

His touch was spell binding. She couldn’t look away. Whatever he was doing to her, she complied, knowing better than to question him.

“Arms up.”

He pulled her shirt off. Then he unclasped her bra. She held her breasts, hiding them, not from him, but feeling exposed out in the open. There wasn’t any sign of anyone else in the area, but still, she wasn’t used to being such an exhibitionist. What if someone walked by, just by chance?

“Take your hands away,” he said.

Angel took a hard gulp. “I-I-”

“Off.”

“Out here?”

He approached, and she thought he would give her a slap on her ass for her disobedience, but he took her lips, ravishing her with a slip of his tongue, then departing before she regained her composure. He snatched her wrists, then pulled.

“Yes, out here,” he said.

“What if someone walks by?”

“They won’t, but let me handle them if they do.”

He helped her onto her feet. Angel had to lean on his chest, secure and wide, because her knees were shaking. He pushed his hands inside her shorts, then pulled them over her curves, slowly bringing them over her panties.

Angel panted hard. She grasped onto his chest, holding on as he continued. What would he do to her this time?

He freed her of the shorts. She stepped out of them with his instruction. Grant grabbed a handful of her ass cheeks, causing her to yelp. She pushed closer to his chest, hoping to hide. But he wouldn’t have any of that. He grabbed her by the wrist and forced her to stand in front of him. On display, she stood there topless with only tiny panties covering her wet, horny sex.

“Now your panties. I want to see you take them off. Take them off slowly for me.”

With his eyes on her, she felt so vulnerable. Yet her horniness helped her, and it drove her to grab her panties and slowly slide them over her sex.

She turned around, swaying her hips. Angel dropped her panties over her plump ass. When she got right above her pussy peeking out between her thighs, she slipped it back over. He groaned, an animal like growl, one a beast would give when denied his prey. She granted him his wish, and dropped her panties, turning around and showing Grant everything.

“That’s unbelievable, Angel.” He circled around her with the saddle.

Then he pressed on her lower back.

I know what he’s going to do…

“Down.”

Although it was difficult, she managed to lay out on all fours. Once again, she found her ass exposed and raised for Grant. She put it up in the air at once and spread her legs.

“You’re learning quickly.”

He grabbed her hair, wrapping his fingers around it and then pulling her back. With his firm hold, her arousal surged.

With Angel submitting to him, he placed the leather saddle on her back. She didn’t think about the weight in his hands, because he carried it so easily, but when it was placed on her, she had to gather her strength to keep on all fours. He hooked it around her. Then he tightened it around her ribs. She breathed easily, thankfully, even though it was heavy.

Angel gripped the grass, pulling it out from the humiliation of being on all fours in a saddle. Who knew she would ever give Grant so much? She never thought she would allow anyone to do something like that to her. The next tool he brought out, which looked like a metal rod, brought all the fear back. Angel had no idea what it was.

“Put the bit in your mouth. Then bite down.”

Grant positioned the steel around her, then slid the bit against her lips. She opened, allowing him to snap it in place. Her pussy juices ran as she bit down hard. It helped relieve the stress of not knowing what would come next.

With her biting hard into the bit, Grant attached the bridle, and he pulled it snugly.

Angel tried to speak, but with the bridle in place, she couldn’t.

She moaned, and Grant crouched in the grass, still holding the straps to control her.

“If there’s an emergency, we can’t use a safe word, so I want you to put three fingers up. Got it? Nod your head yes if you get it.”

She nodded.

“Good, now comes the fun part.”

Angel moaned. She breathed heavy, naturally trying to pry herself free from the saddle and the bit. At his mercy, her sex swelled, and she couldn’t contain her craving.

She started to plead, but she couldn’t make out the words with her teeth against the bit. She wanted Grant inside her, wanted his thick cock to press against her walls and calm her again.

Grant arrived again. It seemed like it took him forever, but it was only seconds. She moaned louder at the sight of what he had in his hands. As if she wasn’t scared and excited enough already, she knew this would be something she would never forget for the rest of her life. He had a huge vibrator in his hand. It was a powerful Hitachi magic wand.

Angel had seen them in stores before. And she also heard the stories of the powerful orgasms they could create.

“This is the fun part right here,” he said, and then he turned the vibrator on. It whirred right through her. Angel’s body already reacted to it, feeling the vibrations pulse. Her clit felt sensitive, and she wanted to curl into a ball and wait for her release. He ran the vibrator across her softness, running it from the bottom of her ankle to the top of her thigh.