Cowboy's Retreat

by Ella Cooper

  Jacob clenched his jaw, she was getting on his nerves. He wanted to walk out, but something made him stay back. His eyes wandered and rested on a file folder on her table, with a picture inserted inside, half of the picture was out and it revealed the eyes of a woman. They were blue – as blue as his daughters' eyes. Claudia Clarice Curtis, he read.

  "Fine. I'll go through with it after Barcelona," Jacob said. He glanced at the eyes in the picture again.

  Pauline gave Jacob a teasing look. She smiled and said, "You know, Mr. Stevens, fated people are bound to meet."

  "Yeah, whatever," Jacob said as he signed off the application form.

  Jacob stood and walked out of the tiny office, he looked back and shook his head, he could not believe that he resorted to a matchmaking service.

  Jacob had initially gone to Cheyenne to buy some supplies for the ranch, but he passed by the small matchmaking office and decided to check it out. In his wildest imaginations, never believed that matchmaking services existed. He thought that it was the easiest way for him to find a wife. He did not care if some desperate woman wanted to have her "fated to love you" romance or if she hoped for a fairy tale. His daughters needed a mother. That was all that mattered.

  Chapter Two

  Claudia Curtis's mouth dropped in amazement as soon as she stepped out of the cab. She and her friends were in front of a Rodeo bar located on the outskirt of Barcelona, a large logo of a rodeo riding a bull hung outside the bar. The cheers from the inside echoed around the premises and the Spanish music urged her hips to sway.

  "How did you find this place?" Claudia asked as she danced her way to the door.

  "Since you want to become a cowgirl, we thought you should start living your dream now," Ara, her friend and fellow model, answered.

  "I'm gonna miss you, guys," Claudia yelled.

  The three models walked to a vacant table. Some men whistled as they passed by them. The girls glared at them. "Gorda," some women called them, it meant fat in Spanish.

  Claudia gritted her teeth in anger and calmed herself. Most people would call them fat, but she and her friends were curvy, they were international plus-size models. Claudia was proud of her size 10 to 12 body. She loved to flaunt her curves and to show how her body complimented her all-American beauty.

  "Keep it in, CC," Ara told her. "It's your last night. Don't end up in jail."

  "I can deal with these girls," Claudia told her friends. She returned to dancing and declared, "Let's show these girls the magic of our curves."

  "Hey, check the cowboy out," Loren, the other model said.

  Claudia looked around, most of the men were dressed as cowboys. She was about to ask Loren which one when her eyes noticed a handsome cowboy, who stared back at her. She was struck by his beauty and her heart raced at the way he looked at her. Words were not enough to explain how gorgeous he was, the way he looked at her with desire in his eyes made her tremble all over.

  The man had a short crop of black hair and thick eyebrows, his eyes were deep, down-turned and a mix of blue and green. He had a straight nose bridge and peak-tipped nose. His lips did not have a nice shape, but they were full and attractive. The man was huge, he had arms for days. His neck was thick and wide. Claudia wondered if he was a wrestler.

  "Doesn't he look like that guy from that series?" Loren asked. "The one full of tattoos."

  Wentworth Miller. That was who the man looked like, but with a bigger body.

  The edges of Claudia's lips curved into a smile as she looked at him longingly, the man's face lit up and he returned her smile with a side grin.

  "The man who can break his own record! Job!" the announcer at the center of the club declared.

  "Looks like it's a night for bull riders," Ara stated.

  Claudia's eyes widened with surprise when the gorgeous man that made her insides tremble walked to the mechanical bull. Job. That's his name? The man looked at her as he raised his one hand in preparation for the ride. Her heart raced when the mechanical bull began to move, a part of her was terrified that Job would fall from the bull, she held her breath for eight seconds as he rode the bull. Her heart prayed that he would not fall. “Did she just call him Job? Shit! She had it bad!

  "Find me a man who can ride me like that," Ara uttered as the three friends looked on in awe.

  Claudia smiled, but it faded quickly when he survived the 8-second ride. He looked at her with a wide grin, but she refused to smile back and returned to her seat. His smile said it all, it was obvious he wanted her, not all of her, just her body. She would have jumped into these flirtatious gestures a year ago, but not anymore, she refused to give in.

  It was her last night as a fashion model and she wanted it to be the start of a new chapter for her that involved finding true love. Claudia would be twenty-five at the end of summer and she wants to have someone to love by then. She had been living her dream as a plus-size fashion model for eight years, but now, her dreams had changed, she wants to live her new dream and that was to become a wife and a mother. To fulfill that dream, she needed to find a man who would love her beyond her physical looks. Job was definitely not that man.

  Claudia was jolted back to reality when Ara asked "Are you serious with what you said in the cab? You're not going to pick a guy tonight?"

  "I'm pretty sure that Job guy wants you. I saw how he looked at you," Loren added.

  "No. Tonight, I'll end it clean. No wild things," Claudia insisted.

  Definitely no wild things, Claudia repeated to herself. She could go all out when she became wild and it could include having one-night-stands, she always ended regretting everything the moment she became sober. Claudia was too wasted to remember most of her one-night-stands, it was only sex and no love. Why should I remember it? The young woman thought to herself.

  Romance was the last thing on her mind until Olivia Dylan, a Canadian actress, got married to a cowboy. Claudia reflected on her life when she became a fan of their love story. Olivia Dylan was only twenty-two, but she had found her one true love. She wanted to have her own love story, too, her cowboy, her family, her happily ever after.

  Her thought was abruptly interrupted when a drunk man suddenly sat on their table, the three ladies shrieked as he wrapped his arms around Claudia's shoulder and pulled her close to him and tried to rub her breasts on to his chest.

  "Get off me!" Claudia yelled as she tried to push the man away.

  She screamed when the man suddenly cupped one of her breasts and squeezed it hard. Ara was about to hit the man with the margarita glass when Job appeared. He grabbed the man by the nape and pushed him on the floor, the man tried to fight the huge cowboy, but Job forced him on his knees again.

  "Estas bien?" Job asked.

  "Estoy bien," Claudia replied.

  She was about to say more when the drunk man appeared behind Job with a bottle in his hand and forcefully hit him. Claudia hurried towards Job and caught him before he fell. His head fell on her chest and his warm breath hushed on her cleavage. Her heart stopped for a moment before racing with joy.

  Bouncers in the club rushed to the scene and controlled the drunk man. Claudia was about to move Job's head away from her chest, but she panicked when she felt blood trickling into her hands.

  "H-help!" Claudia yelled while holding Job in her arms tighter.

  #

  "Mister, you have to stay and rest," Claudia said as she ran after Job.

  Job ignored her and continued to walk out of the hospital. The hit injured Job in the back of his head, he fainted for a few hours and Claudia stayed with him until he woke up. The doctor subjected him to a thorough examination, but he refused to stay for another minute. She could tell that he was still weak, but Job seemed to dislike hospitals. He could barely wait to leave.

  "You have to stay," Claudia insisted while grabbing Job by the arm.

  Job shoved her and Claudia lost her balance and twisted her ankle, but she still managed to grab him. Sudden fear engulfed her when Job stared a
t her with glaring eyes. She could sense not only his anger, but also hatred for being in the hospital. She let go of Job's arm and limped away from him. Why? His angry stare made her think about the reason.

  Job shifted his eyes to Claudia's ankle and moved his stare to her clothes, stained by his blood. Claudia tried to hide the blood with her purse.

  "What is your name?" Job asked.

  "Cla… CC," Claudia answered.

  Job gave her a doubting look, he looked at her feet and said, "You should have that checked, CC."

  The young woman wanted to stop insisting, but she changed her mind at the sight of the covered wound on Job's head. She limped after him until he got out of the hospital. Job stopped and looked at his watch, Claudia glanced at her watch, too, it was two in the morning.

  Job looked at her with concern. He sighed and asked, "Where are you staying?"

  "A-at the Gran," Claudia answered.

  Job called a cab. He turned to Claudia and said, "I'll take you there."

  "B-but,"

  "Get in," Job demanded in his deep angry voice and opened the door.

  Claudia got scared and she stepped inside the taxi like a little girl following her daddy. Her mouth dried up when Job sat next to her, the cab driver looked at them with a teasing smile before driving away from the hospital.

  "Honeymooners?" the old cab driver asked with a chuckle.

  The driver chuckled on and spoke in Spanish. Claudia and Job looked at each other as they understood the driver's comments, the old driver thought that they went extreme in bed that resulted in Claudia limping. She wanted to correct the driver, but Job stopped her.

  "Just let it go, honey," Job said with a boyish smile.

  The anger in his eyes dissolved into one that showed goodness in his soul. He was like a whole other person and she was fighting to control the sudden urge to take his lips into hers and explore. This was beyond lust, Claudia wanted a deeper connection, to touch him, to feel him, these thoughts were driving her crazy. It was wrong of her to be having these thoughts. “Be in control ” she told herself.

  "You don't have to walk me out, you know" Claudia said shyly as Job stepped out of the cab.

  He flashed her one of those smiles that made her quiver all over, and said, "I'm staying at the same hotel."

  Claudia's eyes widened, her heart leapt with joy or was it lust? It didn’t matter, all she knew was that she had to be close to him. This had to be a sign from the heavens, she may have just found her cowboy that night. Her lips made a slightly mischievous smile as she walked out of the taxi.

  "Can you walk?" Job asked.

  Even though she was wincing at the pain she felt in her ankle, Claudia simply nodded as she made her way to the door. Job could see that she was in pain, he groaned and swept her into his arms. She shrieked and clung to him in shock. "Put me down," she ordered quickly, slightly blushing.

  "Relax. No one is watching," Job reassured as he walked to the elevator with her in his arms.

  Claudia tried her best to compose herself and regain control of her body, but she could not stop herself from smiling. It felt so surreal, she felt like the heroine in a corny romance novel carried by the hero in his arms, but it wasn’t fantasy, it was real, all too real. "This must be how Olivia Dylan felt," she murmured softly.

  "Olivia Dylan?" Job asked, looking slightly pleased.

  Claudia blushed as the realization hit her, she had just blurted out those words without even thinking. She climbed down from Job’s strong arms when they reached the elevator. Even though Claudia was looking away, Job stared piercingly at her as if waiting for an answer, she had to give him some sort of explanation for her seemingly random blurt. If only he could read her mind and see that it wasn’t random, that she was losing air at the thought of being close to him. Her cheeks turned pink as she explained, "She's an actress. I'm a fan of her love story with a cowboy." She looked away, absolutely sure he thought she was the silliest person ever!

  "Yeah. They're quite a story," Job replied. Claudia was shocked at his response and turned her head slowly towards him.

  "You know about their story?" Claudia asked. Wide-eyed with curiosity and excitement.

  Job simply nodded and laughed. "It only happened because Austin was not as stupid as me." He gave a boyish smile that made her knees tremble.

  Austin? Claudia was both surprised and impressed that Job talked like he knew the couple in person. The elevator opened before she could say anything more. Job gave her another smile and nodded at her as he said goodbye.

  "Wait," Claudia called out as Job walked away. Why did I call him back? What was I thinking? She battled within herself, but immediately shook the thoughts away, whatever.

  She smiled and asked, "Would you like to have coffee in my room?"

  Job was dumbfounded for a while. Claudia became uneasy. Did she speak too soon? She had never invited a man into her room before now. Claudia had gone against her vow to have no more sex before she gets married. She silently begged him to say no, even if it would have shattered her.

  One thing was for sure, she wanted him so bad that she was willing to take the risk.

  "It's too early for coffee," Job said. No! Claudia was shattered, her face fell in shame, she wanted the earth to open and swallow her, but she simply nodded and was about to turn away when Job stopped her. Her face lit up!

  He grabbed her by the nape and pressed his lips on hers. It felt divine, she opened her mouth and leaned in, her inner thighs throbbed with excitement. Job pushed Claudia to the corner of the elevator and devoured her lips hungrily, the passion was clear, he wanted her, more than his next breath. Their mouths entwined as they breathed each other’s air filled with blood lust.

  Job’s hands wandered around her breasts, she moaned at the welcome sensation, she threaded her fingers in his hair and pushed his face close to hers.

  Job cupped her butt and lifted her effortlessly, she squealed in excitement, as his face levelled against her chest, her large breasts made it more difficult for him to breathe, he groaned in pleasure as he bent his head towards them.

  Suddenly, Claudia stopped, "The camera," she whispered warningly.

  "Where's your room?" Job asked, still throbbing with passion, he was erect and firm and needed her.

  The elevator door opened and they entered Claudia’s room. He closed the door and pressed her against it. As she explored his tongue once more she wrapped her legs around his hips as he unbuttoned his shirt. She felt his upper torso, his bare chiseled chest and moaned in delight, she was ready to take him in.

  Job proceeded to unzip the back of her mahogany-colored fitting dress. She pulled away, just enough to lower her sleeves to reveal her cleavage. Job wasn’t having just that, he unfastened her strapless bra with a single swift move and it fell off her beautiful breasts.

  Her nipples stood erect, inviting his tongue. She moaned loudly as she felt his mouth on her nipples. He teased her so lovingly and caressed her breasts gently sending throbbing to her core.

  "Nice tits," Job uttered raspily as he bent to tease her some more.

  Claudia moaned as she caressed the back of Job's head, a tiny part of her wanted to hesitate, but it dissolved away when Job teased her taut nipples. The rough buds of his tongue sent vibration all over her body and intensified her desire, she moved her hips and rubbed her covered pussy against Job's bulging crotch.

  "Let's do it in bed," Claudia moaned as she climbed down from Job.

  She walked hurriedly to the bed while peeling off her clothes, Job pulled her back before she could reach the bed. He carried her to the couch and positioned her on the edge.

  "I don't like fucking in bed," Job told Claudia. "It's too conventional."

  Claudia could not object as Job covered her mouth with passionate kisses. Too conventional. She wanted to stop at that moment, but she was helpless as her body had been possessed by her desire to be one with him. He only wants me as his bitch, Claudia concluded as Job planted kisses a
ll over her body.

  Just as she was about to stop him, Job looked at her straight in the eyes and uttered, "God, CC. You're so beautiful."

  Her heart stopped and she got lost in Job's blue-green eyes, he made her believe that his words were true, her heart leapt at the thought of romance. It may not be love right now, but Claudia hoped that a seed of love would sprout in each of them.

  The young woman gasped out when Job pulled down his pants and revealed his long and huge cock.

  "Ready?" Job asked with a mischievous. He reached for Claudia's wet slit before she could say a word. He flashed a boyish smile and kissed Claudia before adding, "Very ready?"

  "Job," Claudia moaned loudly as her cowboy glided his cock into her glistening folds.