Indulgence (311 page)

“Ever been tied up?”

“Can’t say that I have. What are you gonna do with the
belt?”

“No beating you with it, although welts on your ass would
turn me inside out.” He looped the belt around her wrists and secured them
loosely to the headboard. “Roll over onto your stomach and get up on your
knees. I’m gonna fuck you hard from behind.” He grinned rolling the condom he
retrieved from the nightstand drawer over his rigid cock. “Ever had a man in
your ass?”

She swallowed the lump clogging her throat and shook her
head, unable to speak through the fear making her heart pound in her chest. Her
ex tried it once and the pain had almost killed her. Terror made her shudder
uncontrollably.

“What’s wrong, darlin’? I won’t do anything you don’t want,
but you look terrified.”

“I can’t,” she whispered.

“Can’t?”

“I won’t, I mean. You won’t do that will you?”

“Take your ass, you mean?”

She nodded furiously.

“Honey, I can see the thought scares you to death. I
wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. If you don’t want to try it, then we won’t.
Obviously you’ve had a bad experience with it or something to make you so
afraid.” He skimmed his hand over her breasts bringing the peaks to hard little
points. “You like a little pain with your sex, but I won’t do anything beyond
what you can handle.”

“Thank you.”

“Relax, darlin’.” He helped her roll over, rubbing her
shoulders turning them to mush in the process. He kissed her butt cheeks before
he smacked each one in turn just enough to make her wet. His fingers probed at
her pussy, driving two in deep as he finger fucked her for several minutes. She
moaned as she closed her eyes. Her thighs spread of their own accord. She had
no will to do anything but let him to whatever he wanted to her.

He helped her rise up on her knees, bracing herself on her
folded arms. “Fuck me, Joel.”

“Oh I intend to, darlin’.”

She felt his cock nudge at her pussy and groaned as he sank
balls deep inside her.

“God, you’re tight, babe.”

“You feel amazing.”

“Hold on, honey. I’m gonna fuck you hard.”

He set up a steady, ass thumping rhythm, throwing her head
over heels into a screaming orgasm almost immediately, but he didn’t stop. He
continued to pound into her, shaking the mattress on the frame and banging the
headboard against the wall.

“Ah God, Joel!”

“You can come again. I know you can. Squeeze me with that
hot pussy of yours.”

The second she exploded into another orgasm, she heard him
lose control. He growled low in his throat and lost the rhythmic pounding of
his hips to a completely uncoordinated cadence as he shot his sperm into the
condom.

“You’re gonna be the death of me.”

“Nah, you’re a man. You can handle it.” She giggled as she
smacked him on the butt cheek the moment he let her out of her bindings.

“Hey. I’m supposed to do the ass warmin’.”

“What you aren’t a switch?”

He withdrew from her and sat up on the side of the bed with
a puzzled look on his gorgeous face. “What do you know about being a switch?”

“Not a lot. I’ve read some romances with BDSM in it. I don’t
know how much of it is true, but it interests me.”

“Does it, now. Hmm. Maybe we need to explore a bit more
while you’re here.”

“So much for not ravishing the guests.”

He frowned and reached for his pants. “Don’t get me wrong,
we have to be careful, but there’s a lot of fun to be had. We just can’t let
anyone know what’s happening between us.”

“We have to keep this a secret? Seriously?” she asked,
pulling the sheet up to cover her breasts.

“We had some good sex, Mesa. Nothin’ more. If we tell anyone
in my family, especially my mother, she’ll have us married and havin’ kids
before the end of the week,” he said from the bathroom. “Besides, the fuck was
almost the best I’ve ever had.”

“Almost?” she snapped, fury rushing through her at his
offhanded compliment, then slamming her back down with it being almost the best
he’s ever had.
God, I’m such an idiot!

“Easy, Mesa. I didn’t mean anythin’ by it,” he replied,
coming out with his pants on but not buttoned.

“Yeah. Tonight was a test. Just a quick fuck, with the
potential for more during my stay. I get it, Joel.” She grabbed her clothes
from the floor, struggling to snap herself back into her bra with about as much
grace as an octopus.

“What are you doin’, darlin’?” He touched her shoulder but
she shrugged him off.

“Don’t darlin’ me. I want you to take me back to the lodge
or I’ll walk.”

“No you won’t.”

“Yes, I will. Don’t tell me what to do. You might be able to
dominate me in bed, but I’m my own person and I don’t take kindly to men
telling me what to do. I have a mind of my own. I can make my own decisions.”
She flipped her hair out of the collar of her shirt as she slipped her tennis
shoes on her feet. “Are you gonna take me back?”

“Fine,” he growled, tugging the T-shirt she’d been wearing
on.

His magnificent chest disappeared from view. She bit her
lips to keep from moaning at the loss. “Fine.”

He slid on a pair of flip-flops, then stood there
impatiently tapping his foot. Without another word, she headed for the door
with him on her heels. So much for a great evening spent in the arms of a hot
cowboy. Yeah, they’d had great sex but the minute things got a little testy,
they were at each other’s throats. He wouldn’t tell his family they were
sleeping together because he didn’t want his mother playing matchmaker. Well, she
didn’t want that either. He didn’t have to make it sound like a huge mistake
for them to make love. Now she felt used and cheap.

Several moments later, they pulled up in front of the lodge.
She didn’t even wait for him to come around and open the door. She just hopped
out on her own, slammed the truck door and headed for the house. Joel sprayed
gravel as he backed out and then sped off down the driveway.

Tears rolled down her cheeks.
God, I’ve been such an
idiot where he’s concerned.
Good lookin’ cowboy is all it takes. I’m all
over it and him.

“Great job, Mesa. Sleep with the man. What a fuckin’ waste
of time.”

The door to the lodge opened in front of her, and then
closed as a cowboy she didn’t recognize came out.

“Ma’am.” He tipped his hat and walked down the stairs. She
shook her head as she turned to see where he was going, but he’d disappeared.

“All right. I’m gonna have to ask someone. This is getting
too weird for me. Doors open and close without anyone around, voices and knocks
on my door when there is no one there, people disappearing without a trace.”

She opened the door and walked inside. The house was quiet.
No one stirred. She headed across the dining room toward the stairs to go to
her room when goose bumps started to rise on her arms. The air turned colder.
She glanced back at the door she’d just come through in time to see it open,
and then closed on its own.

Just a little freaked out, she ran up the stairs. She
fumbled with the key to her room for a moment before sprinting through the door
and slamming it sharply behind her.

*****

Joel stepped through the door of his cabin, flinging the
keys to his truck against the wall. Frustration, anger and just a little bit of
fear raced through him.
How could things have gotten so screwed up? What the
hell did I say to piss her off so badly?

“I said it was good sex. What the hell more does she want? I
certainly can’t let my family know we slept together. Mom would have a coronary
or have us in front of a preacher as soon as she could arrange it.” He tossed
off his flip-flops and dropped onto the sofa. His cell phone jingled in his
pocket. “Yeah,” he answered after he’d pulled it out.

“What’s up, bro?”

“What do you want, Jacob?”

“I thought I’d check in with you. I thought I saw you drop
Mesa off at the lodge.”

“I did.”

“And?”

“What? She’s majorly fuckin’ pissed at me for some damn
reason.”

“What the hell did you do?”

“I don’t fuckin’ know. That’s just it.” He raked his fingers
through his hair. “I mean we had great sex. I thought everythin’ was great. She
got a burr under her blanket and insisted I take her back.”

“Tell me what you said.”

“I told her we couldn’t let anyone know what’s happened
between us.”

“She said, we have to keep this a secret and I said yes. We
had some good sex, Mesa. Nothin’ more. If we tell anyone in my family,
especially my mother, she’ll have us married and havin’ kids before the end of
the week. Then I said, besides, the fuck was almost the best I’ve ever had.”

“Holy shit! Are you fuckin’ dense man?”

“What?”

“You told her she was
almost
the best. You might as
well tell her she’s okay in the sack. You never tell a woman they are almost
the best you ever had. Then you told her you couldn’t tell anyone you’d been
together.”

“Well, we can’t. Mom would have a cow. You know she would.”

“Seriously, Joel. Don’t you think the rest of us have fucked
a guest before?”

“You have?”

“Hell yeah. Remember the set of twins who visited last year
in late summer. Blonde, big boobs?”

“Tiffany and Trena?”

“Yeah, I guess. Hell, I don’t even remember their names, but
I had both of them. At once.”

“What? Are you fuckin’ kiddin’ me?”

“No and Mom knows. The girls weren’t quiet about it the next
day. They were discussing it in the dining room. Of course, they couldn’t tell
any of us apart so I doubt they could even say which one of us fucked them.”

“I know it wasn’t me.”

“I know who it was, dipwad. I might have been a little
drunk, but I sure remember fuckin’ both of them.”

“I’ve never had two at once.”

“It’s an experience.” He coughed in the phone. “I assume you
enjoyed yourself with Mesa.”

“Hell yeah. She was fantastic, but I doubt she’ll even talk
to me the rest of the time she’s here.”

“I don’t think she’ll hold a grudge.”

“Why?”

“Because she’s hung up on you, dude.”

“I’ve only known her a couple of days.”

“Yeah, but it doesn’t mean shit when a heart gets involved.
I’ve seen the way she looks at you.”

“We’ll see tomorrow, I guess.”

Their conversation wrapped up a few minutes later when he
clicked off the phone.
Did I really screw things up so bad with Mesa that she
won’t talk to me again? I hope not. I really like her a lot and in bed? Holy
fuck!

He grabbed a beer from the refrigerator before he walked
into his room and stripped off his clothes. The sheets felt cool to his heated
skin as he slid beneath them. The light slipped off with a twist of his
fingers.

Moonlight streamed in through the open window as a cool
breeze tickled across his skin. The scent of Mesa drifted to him on the air so
he rolled over and pulled the pillow her head had been on, to his face. He
couldn’t quite place the flowery scent, but he knew it belonged uniquely to
her. He’d smelled it on her hair when he’d been buried deep inside her pussy.
His cock hardened at the mere thought of her wrapped around him. He groaned,
fisting his cock in his hand. There would be no getting any sleep tonight with
his raging hard-on. It had been a long time since he’d been this turned on by a
woman…any woman. He pumped his fist several times while he imagined Mesa’s hot
pussy surrounding him, scalding him with her heat.

In no time at all, he felt the pull of his balls to his
groin and the tingling sensation signaling the inevitable release. Cum shot out
the end of his dick, splashing the white substance across his stomach. He
moaned and slumped against the pillows.
Damn.
He swung his legs over the
side of the bed as he let his head drop in exhaustion. For several moments he
sat there inhaling lungsful of air, trying to calm his racing heart. Getting
himself off like that after already coming with Mesa, almost hurt, but it was
better than trying to sleep hard as a damn rock. He stumbled to the bathroom to
wash the cum from his abdomen before he succumbed to sleep.

Now he might be able to actually sleep, although he feared
dreams of her would bother him through the night whether he wanted them to or
not.

She needed to talk to Joel or Nina or Joel’s dad. The noises
of the couple arguing again woke her at two in the morning. The knock sounded
on her door shortly afterward but she feared opening it to find no one on the
other side. Things seemed too strange and she needed to find out what was going
on.

A light misty rain fell from the gray skies.
It gets
cloudy in Texas?
Thunder rumbled in the distance. Goose bumps rose on her
arms. Thunderstorms bothered her some, but there was electricity in the air
trying to fight for substance like nothing she’d ever felt before.

The breakfast bell clanged downstairs signaling the return
of the crowd staying at the ranch for the next meal. She dreaded facing Joel or
his family after the night before. Sure, they’d had sex. At least for her it
had been phenomenal sex. Apparently for him, it was just okay. She should have
known. A guy like him didn’t usually have anything to do with women like her.
The plain, a little plump, and the nothing-to-write-home-to-mom-about type girl
didn’t get the gorgeous, hunky cowboy. It just didn’t happen except in her
novels.

After she slipped on her shoes, she grabbed her small
backpack and locked the door. She glanced down the hall to the left and right
almost expecting to see someone there. Nothing.

The aroma of bacon and eggs drifted to her nose. Her stomach
rumbled in protest. She took the stairs begrudgingly as she prepared herself
for the inevitable rush she felt every time she saw Joel.