by Ellie Rowe
“I’d like to know what you can do in bed that is worth paying for?” I practically shout it out.
I’m getting so impatient with him.
“I could show you.” Liam looks straight into my eyes, and I feel a tingle travel through my body.
I don’t want to eat anymore. I want to know what this man can do to me.
“Can’t you tell me?”
“Nope, I have to show you.”
Liam has this mischievous look on his face. He is such a good-looking man. I take it all in and realize that I don’t want to eat anymore. I want to be with him.
“Liam?”
“Yes?”
“Let’s get out of here.”
“Why?”
“I need to know.”
“Need to know what?”
“I need to know what you are like in bed.”
“You really want to leave?”
“Yes, I want to leave right this minute.”
“Well… you are an incredibly determined woman.”
“The most determined ever.”
And with that, Liam cancels our order, and we are on our way to his home. It was just supposed to be dinner but now I’m going to have hot sex at his house. At least I hope it’s going to be hot sex.
Lord help me, I’ve lost my mind.
Ten
Liam
‘God I fucking need her,’ I think to myself as I watch her walk around my living room, taking everything in.
“Wow Liam- I’m impressed. For a single man, and on top of that- a ranch boy- your house is spectacular. You have amazing taste.”
“I like to think so,” I say, looking her up and down.
She smirks, taking no time at all to catch on. She saunters over to me, draping her arms around my shoulders.
“Are you going to kiss me or n-” she starts.
I cut her off with my lips, and the two of us melt into one another, as if the rest of the world doesn’t even exist. Her lips are fucking perfect, even more so than I could have imagined.
I push her into the wall, continuing our kiss as my hands make their way down her body, as if they’re trying to memorize every inch. Suddenly I just can’t wait any longer, and I rip off her dress.
I hoist her up around my waist and carry her to my bedroom as we continue making out. As soon as I find my bed, I throw her down onto it.
I rip off my clothes, and crawl into bed with her, finding her lips with mine again. We roll around together for a while, unable to pull our lips apart, until I rip her lace panties in half, throwing them to the side.
As I do so, she quickly sheds her bra, leaving her huge, beautiful breasts completely bare. I don’t think I’ve ever seen breasts so perfect, which is why when I take them into my hands and bring her nipple to my mouth, I savor every single lick.
I feather my tongue across her nipple as fast as I can, as she kneads her fingers through my hair. Finally, I take it into my mouth fully, sucking on it as hard as I can.
Her breath hitches, and I can tell she loves a little pain with her pleasure. Sure enough, her moans follow.
“Harder,” she whispers.
I bite harder, rubbing her nipple in between my teeth, pulling and teasing. I love it almost as much as she does- but all good things must come to an end. Right now, I just need to know what her pussy feels like.
My mouth leaves her breasts, and I take her legs, positioning them on my shoulders. I tease her pussy with the tip of my cock, before slowly pushing just the tip in and out of her, until she’s begging me to fuck her.
“Pleease, Liam,” she whimpers.
“Please what?”
“Please fuck me!”
“What was that?”
“Fuck me!” she groans, just before I plunge myself in.
“Mmmm you feel so good,” I whisper.
I hold onto her ankles, bending her legs so that they rest not only on my shoulders but on hers as well as I thrust deep inside of her, picking up speed.
“Fuuuck yess,” she moans. “Fu-u-u-uck!”
“Yeah, you love that cock, don’t you?”
“Mhmm,” she answers me.
“Say it.”
“I love your co- ohhh fuuuck yes!”
I thrust harder and harder, until she cums, arching her back and somehow pushing me even further inside of her. But I’m not done.
I take my cock from her pussy and rub it against her ass, waiting for her to give me some kind of indication that she wants me to shove my cock into her other hole.
“Do it,” she whispers as she comes down from the high of her orgasm.
I knew this woman would be a fucking angel in bed- but this? I had no idea.
I waste no time, and I plunge all the way into her.
“FUCK!” she screams.
“Oooo you like that, huh?”
She nods furiously as she tries to compose herself. I take the opportunity to close my hand around her throat, adding a little breath play to this already amazing session.
As soon as my fingers tighten around her throat, a huge, devilish smile spreads across her lips. Looks like I found the one thing that Samantha absolutely loves.
I choke her harder, matching the same intensity that I’ve been fucking her with.
“Fuuck, your ass feels even better than your pussy did. Holy FUCK!” I shout.
I know I’m about to cum, so I speed myself up even more, while continuing to keep an aggressive hold around Samantha’s neck. Her eyes roll into the back of her head at the same time that her back arches once again. I can feel her heartbeat soaring as she cums for the second time tonight.
Now I can give myself the okay to let loose. I pound into her as fast as I can, before slowing myself down just as I begin to fill her up.
Samantha looks up at me, her face turning slightly purple, and she sticks her tongue out, as if to say, “cum here”, while nodding down towards my cock. I obey, letting go of her neck and sliding my cock out of her ass.
She gasps for air, taking in as much as she can before my hot, sticky cum shoots down her throat and all over her face. Within seconds, she is completely coated.
I don’t think I have ever came so hard in my entire life. And I’ve fucked a lot. Samantha’s entire face is covered- if I didn’t already know that it was her, I would have no idea who she was right now.
I take my hand and touch it to her face, smearing my cum down, all over her neck- all over her breasts that I feasted on earlier. She lies there like the well-trained girl she is and allows me to rub my cum all over her, marking her as my own.
I take a big scoop of it and stick it in her mouth, wiping it on her tongue.
“Swallow,” I order her.
She obeys me, immediately swallowing every drop of my cum that’s in her mouth. She even licks her lips clean, before scooping up some more and swallowing that too.
I collapse next to her in the bed.
Fuck, I really have the most perfect girl lying next to me.
Eleven
Samantha
The morning sunrise lights the path from Liam’s house to the countryside. I have no shame, but I’m not happy with myself. How could I let myself spend the night with Liam? Where is my mind these days? Things are not going the way that I planned.
I get home and dump my purse on my bed. I am too tired and disgusted with myself to take a shower. I’m so exhausted.
Liam is fantastic at sex, but that does not make what happened right.
I hear my father rumbling around the house. The last thing I want to do is talk to him. I go to sleep praying he will not knock on my door.
I manage to sleep all day before my father knocks on my door. I open my eyes and reach into my purse for my phone. The battery is dead. I roll over and look at my bedside clock.
“Samantha, are you decent?” I hear my father ask.
“Yes, come in. If you must,” I add.
My dad opens the door and smiles at me.
“Wake up, l
ittle Mary Sunshine, you’ve got things to do!”
“What things?”
“Well, you’ve got to get ready to see Liam and Asher.”
“Together?”
“No sweetheart, of course not. I’ll let you just see one at a time.”
“You’ll let me?”
“Yes, darling, it’s unseemly to be involved with two men at one time.”
“I don’t care what anyone thinks, don’t you get that? Now get out!”
My father looks shocked.
“Is that any way to treat the man who has your best interests at heart?”
“My best interests? You’re kidding me, right? You don’t care about me!”
“Come on sweetheart, let’s get some coffee in you. You’ll feel better then.”
“Coffee is not going to cure this. You are a master manipulator, and I’m not gonna let you mess with my life. I’m not your prize heifer mating with your neighbor’s bull. You can’t sell me to the highest bidder. I am a woman! I am not cattle!”
“Look sweetheart, we’re winning here. You’ve worked your special magic on both these guys. Let’s strike while the irons hot. Don’t let those embers of love die.”
“What?”
“Get a move on. I’ve got you an appointment for a mani-pedi in a half hour and after that, you’re going to do something about that hair of yours. Plus, we have to go shopping and get you out of these ridiculous New York City clothes.”
I cannot believe the nerve of my father trying to take over my grooming and shove me at not just one man but two. I have no patience for this today.
“All right, you be ready in ten.”
My father walks out of my bedroom, and I slam the door behind him. I’ve got to get out of here.
I know that my father is probably in the living room pouring his afternoon cocktail, so I can’t get out from the front door. And from where he sits in the living room- he can see the kitchen door. So, I’ve no choice but to climb out of my bedroom window.
I’m still so very exhausted and angry at myself. How can I be falling for two men at one time? How can I be falling for anyone right now? This thing with my father has gone too far.
I’m supposed to be in control, but I’m anything but. I’m as out of control as you can get. It is time that I get myself balanced, and to do that, there’s only one place to go: the stables.
In order to avoid my dad, I climb out the window and run towards the back of the property where we have our stables. And there she was waiting for me: Beautiful Whitney. She is sleek and dark in a mysterious way. She is my girl, and the only thing I really missed when I was in New York.
It takes me ages to get the saddle on and get her ready to ride, but it was well worth the time. Soon, it will be sunset and the perfect time to ride. I give the signal to Beautiful Whitney that she can run out into the fields. She begins a slow trot, picking up speed the further she is from the stables. I feel the power of her muscles as I bounce along in the saddle.
I have to let go of what has been happening with my father- to figure out what is right for me. Going out with two men at the same time is a problem. Sitting on my Beautiful Whitney, I realize that I am not the teenager who has to take her father’s abuse because I have nowhere to go.
I squeeze Whitney with my legs, and she immediately starts up again. I am a grown woman now and I control my destiny. And with that, my horse and I ride out into the sunset.
Twelve
Asher
I love my ranch. Everything about it excites me. It’s a lot of hard work but at the end of the day, it is all worth it.
Today I have been up since in the morning and on my horse for most of the day. Now, I am riding around the property looking for places where the fence needs mending.
I can’t help thinking of Samantha. She was amazing the other night. I did not expect to connect with her so quickly. It is a crazy thing trying to win her over like she’s some kind of prize heifer.
It may be wrong to think of her that way- but she is a prize. Those long legs that go on forever, that blonde hair that looks like spun gold. And her skill in bed? Well, she is absolutely amazing.
I like the way I can tell Samantha anything that is on my mind. She has proved to be such a great listener. My experience with her was more than I’d hoped for. She is an extremely exciting woman.
I’m riding through the patch of land that connects with Samantha’s father’s ranch. I notice that there is a broken fence that needs to be mended so I ride over to inspect the problem further. I get off my horse to inspect it and that’s when I see Samantha.
It’s a nice surprise to see her this evening. I want to go through the hole and talk to her, but she seems upset about something. I can’t hear what she is saying but by the rough way she is talking to her horse, I imagine that things are not good.
“Hey darlin!”
I try to get Samantha’s attention, but she is pretty focused on saddling up her horse. She lifts the saddle from the ground and all the way up to her horse. The woman has strength. She goes about doing all the buckles and I enjoy the show. There is nothing that excites me more than a true horsewoman.
When Samantha gets the saddle on, she jumps on her horse and starts to ride. I shout her name, but she doesn’t hear me. She looks so hot in her riding gear with her blonde hair flying in the wind.
“Alright come on, we gotta catch up,” I whisper to my horse as we begin following her.
I carefully get my horse to go through the hole in the fence. I want to catch up with Samantha so that I can know what is bothering her.
I try to catch up with her, but she’s riding her horse like demons are chasing her. Thankfully, I’m riding my best horse, so I know I can catch up with her.
But as I speed up and get closer to her, I see that I’m not the only one chasing her. There’s that fucking idiot Liam riding a black stallion.
“What the fuck?”
This is ridiculous. Why is he chasing her? He has no business being out this way. What interest does he have in Samantha? Try as I might, I cannot go fast enough to catch up with her. I do not want to push my horse too hard but now with that idiot chasing after her, I have to get to her first.
Samantha is galloping way too fast. No matter how much I push my horse, I can’t catch up. Liam has the advantage over me because his horse is used to speed.
“Come on girl. Let’s catch Samantha,” I say in her ear.
I feel my horse speed up a bit but again not fast enough to catch up to Samantha. I look over to where Liam is riding, and I see that he is slowly gaining on her. Just a few more minutes and he will be at her side. I can’t let that happen.
I study the land around me. There has to be a short cut. If I can only figure out where Samantha is going. I feel the power of my horse Tilda between my thighs. She is going as fast as she can.
Liam is almost to Samantha. At that moment she turns around and sees Liam and then she turns to see me.
Samantha gets this wild look on her face, and I can tell that she’s squeezing her legs around her horse so that he can go faster. It is clear that she doesn’t want anything to do with either of us.
Finally, I get a break. I notice that in the distance, there is an abandoned barn. This might be the place Samantha is heading. I know that if I go through the pond we are heading towards, I can beat Liam.
My horse Tilda loves the water. And I know for a fact that the pond is only a foot or two deep. I rode out here last year when Alfred Laurier was showing me his property. He mentioned that the pond was very shallow and didn’t serve any purpose.
“We got this Tilda.”
I signal for her to go through the pond, and she obeys. The water is no problem for Tilda. We are going slower, but we’re getting closer to the barn. Liam is still going the long way around the pond.
He sees that I am going through the water, and I can tell he wants to do the same thing, but I know that he can’t risk his Stallion slipping in the
pond and breaking his leg. Tilda may not have been bred for speed, but she was born to go through this pond.
Tilda and I go through the pond and now I am just a few lengths behind Samantha. She turns to look and smiles upon seeing me. We have caught up to Samantha, and I am pleased that I have beat that idiot Liam.
I guess the best man really does always win.
Thirteen
Liam
‘Where is she taking us?’ I wonder.
Samantha has been leading us down the same road for at least two miles now. I have no idea what’s about to happen, but something tells me I should keep following.
As always, Asher is a couple feet to my left, tagging along as well. Why he feels the need to insert himself into this thing between Samantha and I, I have no fucking clue.
If I’m being completely honest- my date with Samantha was so amazing that I’m really not interested in doing this little dance with her and Asher. I just want it to be me and her.
This entire situation has gone completely different than I thought it would when Mr. Laurier first approached me. I mean, obviously it was a very odd situation right away- but this? This has just gotten ridiculous.
I compete with Asher in practically everything I do. When it comes to our oil fields, our ranches- we’re in constant battle with each other. And all I wanted was to take Samantha out, and win myself the best ranch in all of Houston.
But then things changed when I realized how much I actually like Samantha. That girl is a serious beauty, and I’ve truly never met another woman like her. I’ll be damned if I let a guy like Asher get her over me.
Finally, I see Samantha stop just ahead at a vacant, halfway run-down barn. She hops off of her horse in one swift motion and ties her to a nearby post, before running into the barn.
Asher and I reach the barn moments later, look at each other, and then follow in her footsteps, tying up our horses and then running in after her.