Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 20145 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 101(@200wpm)___ 81(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20145 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 101(@200wpm)___ 81(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
No one would have ever guess it by looking at me, but that rush of desire we both felt back in the dressing room?
Yeah, it wouldn’t have been just June’s first time.
It’s not like I’ve been saving myself for her or anything, but none of the other women I’ve met have stacked up, and I never wanted to play the games that so many teenage girls want to play.
We roll up to my cabin, a little place on the edge of the Rowdy pastures. Some of our cows are currently in sight.
“Sure you want to come in with me, June? Because I’m thinking once you come in, you aren’t going to be leaving until morning.”
“Not leaving until morning sounds pretty good to me.”
I think we’re both realizing that no matter what happens to Danny, there’s not much we can do about it. The doctors are doing their thing, and us? All we have are our thoughts and prayers, and I’m never sure how effective those really are. It doesn't hurt to try, I guess, but I’m not going to act like it makes the difference either.
We head into the cabin and I start to undress from the show, realizing how silly I’ve looked this whole time. The rodeo is as much a spectacle as a sport, and I don’t think the cowboys of the Old West ever wore anything that glittered. Even the whole cowboy hat thing was a myth, I think, but I’ve heard there was nuance to it.
“Bathroom’s there,” I say, giving her a quick tour as I unbutton my collared shirt. Given there are two t-shirts beneath it, it’s not a revealing act. I wear layers for the reason Danny demonstrated. A little bit of armor, no matter how thin, never hurt any cowboy being tossed on his ass by an angry bull. “Kitchen’s there. Not super-stocked, but you could make a good meal with a little effort. There’s a nice comfy couch there. You could sleep quite well on it, but...”
“But what?” she says, pacing around me.
“With how forward you're being, I'm guessing neither of us is going to be sleeping on it.”
She shuffles off that little denim jacket of hers as she paces around me. “Well, you’d be right about that.”
And then she jumps into my arms and I catch her. Her lips meet mine, the same incredible electricity from earlier igniting between us and fueling us.
Her tongue entwining with mine gets the adrenaline pumping way harder than riding a bull ever could. I carry her toward the bedroom as we feel one another up, then set her down on the edge of the bed.
There’s an urgency between us. We want one another so bad. We were willing to put it aside when we were younger, and then for Danny’s sake, but without those excuses in our way anymore, we get to it.
I throw off my t-shirts and unbuckle my dungarees. I help June unzip herself and let her shimmy out of that cowgirl’s dress of hers. Soon there’s a heap of clothes and boots beneath us. The only thing the two of us are wearing anymore is our underwear and I have a feeling that isn’t long for the world either.
I’m on top of her, kissing her, feeling every inch of her cute little body. Soft yet firm, she’s the perfect balance in a sexy-ass package. She’s exploring me all the same, running her dainty fingers all over my musculature, giggling madly the entire time, grabbing hold of my ass, squeezing it tightly. I show my appreciation by doing the same thing to her. We roll about on the bed and I strip her of her bra, seeing those voluptuous tits of hers bounce free. “You know, I think you’re right.”
“About what?”
“They do seem bigger than I’m remembering. Maybe you did go up a cup size.”
She playfully slaps me in the face. “They’re a bit of a pain in the ass for me at times, but I’m glad you’re enjoying them, Jennings.”
I’m infatuated with her. She seems so damn perfect. A blend of innocence and sexiness that can’t be matched.
She runs her hands down my body and grabs hold of my package. “I don’t think I’m the only one with something a tad oversized that wants to be let free.”
“Oh really?”
“I’ve been fantasizing about it for years, you know. Seeing you walk around with your shirt off, watching your muscles bulge while you’re holding onto a bull’s reins… You have no idea how many times I’ve been tempted to do exactly what we did today. I’d make up some dumb excuse to follow you into your dressing room or your motel room… maybe accidentally walk in while you were changing…”
“Well, you don’t need to come up with some stupid excuse now, June. I’m right here. For you to enjoy if you want to see me.”