Saddled On The Cowboy: A Hot Western Romance

by Amanda Heartley

The cold weather bit through her sweater, but when she embraced him, the weather wasn’t the only thing that gave her the chills.

  He held her tight, feeling her shivering in his arms. “Aye, Princesa, Dios Mio! That mountain pass was a bitch! God, the traffic, no cell service, no bathroom, freakin’ unreal! What should have taken a couple hours took the whole frickin’ night!” He shivered. “I called you the minute we had a signal, I’m so sorry, hija. I missed the party.” He bent down to kiss her, “But, what I really missed was you.”

  Her body melted into his arms as she looked up at him, raising her eyebrow, “I missed you too, honey. I didn’t even get a missed call. I thought maybe you forgot about the party.” She pouted, “But, I’m so happy you are finally here, I was worried about you. Come on inside, are you sure you’re okay?” He looked at her and smiled, “Yes, mi amor, I’m really okay now that we are finally here.”

  Lupita wrapped her coat around her to try to keep out the cold. “Si, hija, we’ve been driving since yesterday afternoon. Poor Jimmy, he’s barely had any sleep!”

  Jimmy smiled and shook his head, “I’m alright, Mrs. Vargas.”

  Annie was standing by the door, “Come on in, y’all get warmed up and get some food. I’ll get y’all some breakfast on. Come on now, it’s too cold out here.”

  Marti looked at Nick and then glanced at the handsome blonde. “Who’s that? I don’t think I know him.”

  Nick turned to him, “Oh excuse my manners. Luke, meet my wife, Marti, her best friend, Annie, and ladies…this is my brand new assistant, straight out of Harvard School of Business, Lucas MacDonald.”

  Luke smiled and tipped his hat. “Nice to meet you both.”

  Marti gazed at her husband, needing to know if what she was thinking was true. “New assistant,” she asked. “Does this mean…” she trailed off.

  Nick grinned at her, and whispered against her hair, “You’ll have to wait and see.” He gave her a quick kiss.

  “Hi Lucas, come on in and sit a spell. Y’all must be tired and freezing.”

  “Thank you ma’am and you can call me Luke.” He nodded.

  Marti smiled “Then Luke it is!”

  They gathered up their things from the car and Lupita went into the kitchen to help Annie with some breakfast.

  Marti followed along; not wanting to leave Nick, but also not wanting to have the ladies do all the work. Her head was pounding and she thought about her night, flirting with the bartender and fighting with Annie. Thank goodness she didn’t fuck up and go home with some stranger.

  God, Marti, those days are over, you are a married woman!

  Chapter 12

  After everyone had eaten, Annie helped them get their belongings to the guest rooms. Luke and Nick stayed downstairs drinking hot toddies with Marti. Hair of the dog and all.

  Nick turned to Marti and started, “My love, Preciosa, I have a surprise for you and I hope you like it.”

  “A surprise for me? For Christmas?” she asked.

  “Not just Christmas, but it did tend to fall at this time of the year. See that handsome young man over there?” He pointed to Luke.

  “Uh, yeah?” she answered, confused.

  “I would like to formally present to you, although I wish it were under different circumstances and not after a long night of no texts, calls or freezing ass cold….Mr. Lucas MacDonald, our new assistant.” A broad grin spread across his face. “Luke, this beautiful lady is Marti, your new boss.”

  Marti sat frozen for a second, confused. “Assistant? Boss? What’s up with Ellie?”

  Nick turned to her and put his hand on her thigh, “Ellie, my dear, no longer works with us.”

  “Oh no, you didn’t! You fired her?”

  “Not fired, just moved her to the Vegas office with Jesse. She no longer will be a thorn in your side, hija.”

  Marti turned to Luke, gesturing her hand toward him. “He’s gonna be my thorn?” She asked, nodding her head. “Glad to meet you. I noticed a 007 accent. Where are you from? England?”

  “‘Ay now. Do I really sound like that old bloke?” He let out a slight chuckle. “No one has ever told me that. Yes, I am from England, London actually. Came out here to study and Mr. Vargas proposed an incredible offer I just couldn’t refuse. Now that bloody car trip from hell….I could have done without that.”

  “Blood?” she quickly looked at Nick, “There was blood? Y’all were bleeding?”

  Nick laughed as he slid up next to her, “No honey, that’s an English word, people use it to emphasize, no blood. No one was bleeding. I promise.”

  “So now I get to learn Spanish and English? How cool for an ole country girl like me!” They laughed.

  “So, he will be working at corporate, not the house. I am taking some time off to be with my wife.”

  Marti squealed and grabbed him, “Oh honey, thank you, thank you so much!” She let go and turned to Luke. “So glad to meet you Luke, this is gonna be so cool, oh my gosh! Thank you, honey.” She leaned over and kissed Nick on the cheek, she was beaming, “Thank you honey. I gotta tell Annie, does your mama know? Does Jimmy know? Shit! That’s so wonderful!”

  His eyes twinkled as he let out a laugh. Marti was ecstatic to see the sparkle return, the one she saw in Vegas, the one she fell in love with.

  “Yes, they know. That’s why I have been so busy in Memphis. It wasn’t Vargas, it was you. I have been making some big changes in my life, in my schedule, to be with you.” He looked at Luke, “can you give us a minute, man?”

  “Sure,” he replied, not knowing where to go or what to do. Nick noticed the awkward look on his face. “You know what? I think I’m going to take Marti for a ride. You can stay here; I’ll get Annie and find out which one of these hundred rooms you can stay in tonight.” He chuckled. “One thing about this house, there is room for everyone.”

  As he got up and walked across the room, Marti watched him, her thoughts on what an amazing man he turned out to be. Maybe things were going to be alright. He ascended the stairs and turned to look at her, she saw his face light up with a crooked grin and a wink. She exhaled, her heart racing, as he went looking for a place for Luke to lay his head.

  Marti composed herself and looked over at Luke, smiling, “So you’re my new assistant? From England?” She felt a little awkward with him alone in the living room. He was a handsome man and really smart, or so she thought he was, coming from Harvard and all.

  “Yes, it seems that I am.” He smiled. She noticed he had a bright smile and his blue eyes twinkled when he talked. She figured he must be a little younger than she was and he was as tall as Nick if not a bit taller. Yes, she thought, he’ll do. “That’s great! Ellie was about to send me to the funny farm.”

  With a nod, “Yes, ma’am it is great. I look forward to working with both of you. Vargas is a very respectable company and I think we can do great things with it. I am happy to have the opportunity to be a part of it.”

  Marti stood up, Luke stood up as well, “You don’t have to stand, we are all family here, and we are very happy to have you. Let me go check on him, he gets sidetracked and God only knows where he is in this house.” She turned to run upstairs, calling out, “Nick? Annie? Hello?”

  Nick stepped out of Annie’s bedroom quietly, just as Marti was walking down the hall. She froze in her tracks a second and her heart skipped a beat “wha- ?”

  “Shhh,” he whispered, “Mamá and Jimmy are asleep. They had a very long night. Luke will be in the room down the hall to the left.”

  “Why were you in Annie’s room?” she whispered loudly. She knew she shouldn’t jump to any conclusions, this was her husband and best friend, but she wasn’t stupid and anything could happen.

  “It’s a surprise, a big Merry Christmas surprise.” His eyes sparkled and melted like chocolate and the thought of anything going on between them left her mind as quickly as it came.

  They got Luke settled in upstairs and then grabbed some heavy coats and went outside in the w
et snow. Nick helped Marti into the car teasingly grazing his hand across her breast and a kiss that made her insides melt. Her hangover had subsided with the toddies and the peaceful afternoon, and she was sober enough to know what was happening and right now, she ached to feel his warm, naked body next to hers.

  As they drove along the slushy road, Marti looked at him and her thoughts were on the last few weeks. He had gone back to Memphis to work, while she stayed here in Mountain View to ‘find herself’. What she found is a clawing at her heart for an older man who made her heart sing and her lady parts tingle. She also realized she was a needy, bratty woman who probably needed her ass spanked or at least some real therapy.

  He looked at her and lifted his brow, a grin slid across his face, “What are you thinking about?”

  “You.” She grinned. “Where are you taking me?”

  “It’s a surprise, but we are almost there.” He turned down a dirt road lined with huge oak and magnolia trees covered in snow, their branches empty for the winter. The road curved up to a big manor-style house and as they pulled right up front, she noticed the walk and drive covered in snow, like no one had been there for a few days.

  “Whose house is this? Why are we here?” She cocked her eyebrow, confused, especially since it was Christmas Eve and almost night time.

  “Come here, Princesa,” he murmured as he got out and opened her door.

  The air chilled her face as she walked up to the double front doors. She looked around wondering why they were there and who lived in this magnificent house. “I know, I remember! This is the Moss place. Uhm…” she snapped her fingers, “Yeah, Helen and Frank Moss. My mama went to school with their kids. They’ve been gone a long time, though.” She looked up at him as he pulled out a key and unlocked the door. “Nick! Why do you have a key?” She whispered loudly, like someone would hear. “You can’t just walk into someone’s house!”

  He bent down and wrapped his arm around the back of her knees and another around her neck and lifted her up, over the threshold and carried his bride into the house.

  “Nick! What are you doing?” she was shocked and scared someone would come down the stairs and send them away. “People have guns around here, you’re gonna get us shot!” Then it finally dawned on her, the fresh clean snow, and the key, him lifting her across the threshold. He held her tight in his arms and she looked at him, raising her eyebrows a couple times. “Is this my Christmas present? Is this it?” her in his arms and a huge smile on his face.

  “Yes, Preciosa, I promise, no one is gonna shoot us… This is out new home, Merry Christmas!” he set her down and when her feet hit the floor, she turned to him “What? Our new home? For us?”

  “Yes, Preciosa, Merry Christmas, I didn’t go back to Memphis thinking about Vargas. I was negotiating a beautiful house for my Princesa, some place where she would be the Reina. La reina. My queen.”

  She jumped up into his arms and kissed him, “Oh honey, oh my God!” Pulling his hand, she asked, “Where’s the lights? Let me see! Let me see! I love it!”

  He reached over by the front door and turned on the light. The whole room lit up and Marti’s eyes grew big and her hands went to her mouth “Wow. Holy Jesus, this place is beautiful.” She walked through the foyer and into the living room; the whole house was furnished with antiques from the 1800’s in cherry wood and oak. There were Tiffany lamps and crystal chandeliers. Hardwood floors with Persian rugs at their feet. And the den had a fuzzy faux fur rug right in front of the fireplace. For making love by firelight, she thought.

  “I wanted you to feel at home, here, among your friends and your family.” He smiled, glad she liked it and very happy to have her in his life.

  “Fuck. Nick, this is beautiful. Oh my gosh.” She turned to him and held him, her arms wrapping tightly around his waist. He bent to kiss her, his warm lips crushing hers. “God, I’ve missed you.”

  “Me too, baby doll, me too.” He whispered through the kiss. “Come here, let me show you something,” as he led her up the stairs and into the master bedroom. It was completely furnished with a king-size four poster bed and plum colored velvet accessories. “Aaah!” she squealed and pulled him to the bed. She threw off her coat and pulled off her boots and fell onto the huge bed. She winked at him and asked “Are we alone? No butlers around?”

  He chuckled, as he took off his coat. “No. No butlers, just you and me. Let me shut the door and let’s see what Santa has for you tonight.” He winked and smiled.

  “Oooh, Santa…?” she crooned, raising her finger to her soft lips. He practically flew down the stairs to close up the house. He had something real special for the christening of their new house tonight.

  Chapter 13

  He returned to find Marti in her panties, under the comforter, waiting for him. He had chilled champagne and two glasses in his hands. He poured the champagne into the crystal glasses and toasted “To us, Mr. and Mrs. Vargas, new residents of Mountain View, Georgia. May our life be long and full of love, sex and lots of babies.” They laughed as they chinked their glasses together and he slid into the bed beside her. “Drink up Princesa, ‘cause tonight is yours. Merry Christmas and I hope you enjoy!”

  He crawled under the blanket, massaging her legs, moving down to her foot. There, he massaged her toes; she giggled and wiggled them in eager anticipation. His hands moved up one leg, massaging and rubbing in circles, careful not to touch her sex as he moved back down the other leg. All the way back down to her toes, rubbing heat into her chilled body, relaxing her, exciting her.

  Her wetness soaked through her panties. His body was completely under the blanket and he could smell the sweet mustiness of her sex. She moaned and moved her hips, searching for his hand or fingers, anything to touch her. What she found was his mouth, lapping against the moist silk, his teeth lightly scraping against her lips. As he sucked at her clit through her panties, she moaned.

  His hands moved up and cupped her breasts, palming her hard nipples and as she arched her back, trying to grind her pantied pussy into his mouth, he moved his hands down between her supple thighs, spreading them apart, sliding her panties to the side.

  He plunged his tongue into her. She lifted her hips to him as he lapped at her. She could feel an orgasm building in her trembling body. She clawed at his hair, pulling him into her. He sucked her clit into his mouth, feeling her hips start jerking as her body shuddered through her first climax. His lips and tongue sucked fervently and then slowing as she came down, panting, gasping for air.

  Marti reached for him, pulling him up, his face even with hers. She wrapped her arms around him, licking his lip, tasting her own wetness on his mouth.

  “God I need you, I want to feel you inside me,” she breathed.

  His hand slid her panties down as his mouth moved across her nipple, licking and teasing the pebbled flesh. He moved his cock between her legs and she stroked the head against her flesh. He smiled, no words were needed.

  Grabbing her hips, he slid his whole length into her, and a smile slid across his face as he felt the warm, wetness of her sex. She gasped and grabbed his ass, pulling him into her, feeling his cock fill her inch by inch. His dreamy eyes met hers as they rocked into each other, their movements in perfect rhythm as the heat built up between their bodies. He stared into her eyes, as their hips met, their bodies melded as one as he plunged his cock into to her and withdrew, sliding it into her slick pussy again.

  She caressed his shoulders, feeling his muscles flex as he thrust into her, meeting her curvy hips, filling her up and her legs started to tremble. His hips rocked into her, the base of his cock titillating her clit as he stroked and circled inside her. Their breathing became heavy while sweat built up between their tummies. He bent his head to suck a nipple into his mouth, sending her over the edge. Her trembling legs wrapped around his ass and she pulled him closer to her. Waves of her climax building up in her core, “Nick, I - I’m..”

  But he already knew, he grabbed her ass - hard, ro
cking and thrusting a few more times and they climaxed together. Bucking her hips, Marti embraced his thick cock as it spewed his hot cum deep inside her. Her wet pussy pulsated around him, drawing his seed into her. The sweat was dripping, their bodies thrashing and jerking as waves of bliss coursed through them.

  They felt as one. One heartbeat, one soul, one body crashing through the carnal pleasure of a passionate love. She gasped as he thrust one last time, holding her tight until the thumping of her heart calmed and her breathing returned to semi normal. His mouth crushed hers as he held her in a lovers embrace. Moments, hours, or maybe days later, he rolled to his side, still wrapping her in his strong arms. Time was at a standstill, it didn’t exist. Nothing existed but the two of them, cradled in the warmth of each other.

  His hand caressed her face as he started to speak. “Princesa, I need you. I need you like I have never needed anyone in my life. I can’t lose you. I can’t. The last couple of weeks while I have been away from you, I have done quite a bit of thinking.” A sly smile moved across his face, she could see his eyes sparkle as he continued. “I know we barely knew each other, when we got married. But when I went home, I missed you. The hou - ”

  Marti interrupted, “Honey, I missed you too.” She ran her fingers through his hair, twirling it between her fingers.

  “Shh, let me talk.”

  She nodded, “Okay honey. Sorry.”

  “When I went home, I realized that even though we haven’t spent that much time together, I need you. I don’t know what it is about you, your smile, your hair,” as he fingered a curl. “The way you look at me, your big titties,” he laughed. “Or maybe the way your hands give me the chills every time you touch me. I don’t know, but when I’m with you, I feel alive. I feel like I have wasted the last ten years of my life hidden in my home and my work. I haven’t done anything in the last few years but stay at the house with Ellie and Jimmy…buried in the material shit. All that shit that doesn’t even matter anymore, because of you. You came….” He ran his thumb across her cheek. “And you…gave me the desire to be a better man, a better husband.”