Filthy Cowboy

by Amy Brent

  “Why don’t you just cut her lose? Enjoy the single life for our last couple of years here?” Another defenseman, James, asked Trey. “You don’t even know where you’ll be living in three years, man. Cut the ties.”

  Trey waved his hand as Colton watched him with contempt in his eyes. “I’ve been with Amy forever. It’s fine.”

  They guys ate and talked before they took off, and Colton headed back to his dorm. He had some studying to do and figured that a good night’s rest wouldn’t hurt anything before an early practice the following morning. Some of the guys were going out that night like fools, but Colton settled on his bed in sweats to try to memorize information for his upcoming history test. He glanced up when he heard a bump outside and glanced at his clock to see that it was just after nine. Not completely unreasonable for the time but Colton hopped up to see if everything was alright.

  Opening the door, Colton poked his head out and noticed Amy walking slowly with a bag in her hands towards her room. “Are you okay?” He called out before she turned to look back at him. Even with her cat eye glasses, Colton could see that she was more than likely drunk.

  “I forgot where my room was. I’m good. I just need to get my wine back there.” Amy called as Colton raised an eyebrow. She turned and started to stumble back down the hall, and he ducked into his room for his keys before he ran after her.

  “At least let me help, Amy.” He softly said as he reached her. She looked up at him sideways, and he forced out a casual sounding laugh. She smelled amazing; a scent of sweet flowers and freshly cut grass. Her hair was half up and half down, but the messy look suited her, and he gently inhaled again. “I play on the team.”

  “I know,” Amy replied before she hiccuped loudly. She giggled and covered her mouth, and he watched her with awe. She was beautiful when she let her walls down. “Defense. I’ve watched you play before. You’re good, probably one of the best out there.” She gave him a lingering glance. “Pretty hot too. I’ve heard all about you, Colton Hayes.”

  Colton took her bag and weighed it to verify that she had a couple of bottles in there. Were they all for tonight? “What have you heard?”

  “I have heard all of the girls talk about your huge cock. You’ve slept with a lot of them.” Amy said in a loud whisper as a couple passed them with a long surprised look. “So has Trey.”

  “What did you say?” Colton asked her as she reached her hand into her purse to get something out at a door. Amy unlocked it and pushed her way inside as he followed reluctantly with a quick look around the hallway.

  “I don’t know why I let him do that. He was my first everything, and we’ve been dating for six years.” Amy babbled as Colton looked around the dim, empty room. It smelled like her, and he closed his eyes and breathed in as he tried to focus on her words. “I should just end it, but then I stay. I stay and let myself get deeper into this hole I’m in.”

  There were two beds in the room, and Colton looked at her as she sat down on one of them. She let the light sweatshirt boasting his team slide off, and Colton noticed that she only wore a light tank top underneath it with her loose knee length skirt. “DO you have a roommate?” Colton asked her as he leaned against the wall and tried not to stare at her dark nipples through the light fabric.

  “She graduated. I am on my own for now since the replacement didn’t show up.” Amy murmured as she ripped the band out of her hair and tossed it down with the jacket. “You know about him, don’t you?” Amy gave him the full force of her stare and Colton swallowed as he met her darkening green eyes surrounded with curls. He felt himself shiver as he looked down to see goosebumps on his bare chest. She was so fucking sexy, and she probably didn’t even know it. Colton told himself not to take advantage of this situation, and he pressed his body against the wall when he just wanted to go to her.

  “I don’t condone anyone’s behavior on the team, Amy. I didn’t think you even knew who I was.” Colton told her, taken back to the night that he heard his parents fighting in the kitchen. Colton blinked and met her eyes. “I just live by my rules. I hate what some of them do, but I have to worry about myself.”

  “Your rules? Sleep with any willing girl…is that your rule?” Amy asked him as she scooted back to the wall and stared at the bag in his hand. “Can you open another bottle for me? There’s a thing somewhere over there.” She waved her hand towards a desk, and he frowned as he looked over there.

  “What were you doing walking like this alone?” Colton demanded as she raised an eyebrow at him. “Anything could have happened to you.”

  “It was just the corner store.” Amy stubbornly defended herself as she stood and made her way towards him. “Give me my wine. I want more of it, and you’re going to share with me.” She snatched the bag from him and turned to walk to the desk and start to struggle with them. Colton was just moving towards her when she turned around triumphantly with an open bottle and smiled beautifully at him. “I can’t be that wasted if I can open one of these, right?”

  Amy walked towards him taking a long drink from the bottle as he let his eyes drift down her body. Her tits were generous and the nipples big and pebbled against her shirt. She wasn’t small by any means, but her curves were sexy and solid, and he watched as the skirt clung to her for a fleeting moment. “Here.” She bumped into him and pressed the wine to his bare chest as her eyes darkened.

  Colton took the bottle and drank a long sip of whatever the fuck this wine was as he tilts led it back. He never drank this, but he needed something as he felt her heat against him and the way his body was reacting. He was getting hard, and he tried to tell himself how wrong that was as he tried to push away from her and lower the bottle. “Amy.” He breathed as he looked down into her eyes. She was around five foot eight, but Colton was six foot two, and he parted his lips as he stared at her. “What are you doing?”

  CHAPTER 3

  “I have only been with him, you know,” Amy told me as she ran a hand over his skin slowly. “He was the love of my life back then. I don’t know why I still keep him in my life since it started fading a year ago.” She licked her full lips, and Colton felt his cock ready for her as he tried to get away from her. Colton didn’t fuck girls that were drunk and emotionally upset like this. That was a rule with him even as he realized that he had met some in bars. They were down as much as Colton was with what happened but that wasn’t comforting him here with Amy. “I don’t even know if anyone else wants to be with me because of who Trey is. His friends hide his lies, but they won’t come near me…except for you.” She searched my face, and he felt her slip her hand to the waistband of his pants and start to move them down. “I have been watching you for a while. I can see it in your eyes; Colton…you think I am just drunk and reaching out or something. That’s not it.”

  “What?” He asked her as her fingers brushed against him and her eyes widened. “Fuck me.” She smiled weakly, and Colton saw her take a deep breath. “I can’t do this with you.”

  “Because of him?” Her hand wrapped around me and started to stroke softly as I threw my head back against the wall. “Or because of me?” There was some pain in her voice, and Colton started to rock against her hand as he looked back down at her.

  “What about you?” His voice was haggard, and he knew that he was going to burst soon.

  “I don’t look like those other girls that hang around you guys at the bar. Not a bit like them.” Amy said as he bit his lip and stared at her. “I could never do this sober, and I didn’t even drink to do it tonight. You just came out into the hallway. I was just going to wallow in here alone and try to figure out my life. Then you were right there.”

  Colton was ready to go, and Amy made a quick movement down to her knees as she slid his pants down. Her sexy mouth was wrapped around his cock as he slipped his hands into her hair and shot his come deep inside of her throat without even asking. He didn’t have to this time because she was right there and willing.

  She was another man’s girl,
whether or not that man was an asshole or not.

  “You are more beautiful than any of them. You are the most…captivating woman that I have ever seen.” Colton stepped away from her before he pulled his pants up and closed his eyes. “You belong to someone else…a teammate. I can’t do this.” Colton walked a few steps and then leaned down to take another long sip of wine. He needed it just to walk away from her.

  Colton ran a hand through his hair as he made his way back to his room and breathed a sigh of relief when he found his key in the pocket. Colton unlocked it and fell inside before he secured everything and fell onto his bed. That had been one of the hottest moments of his life and he had walked away. His cock wanted nothing more than to fuck her every way possible in that room but Colton knew that would be wrong. He stretched out and recognized the feeling that needed a release, and he reached for his phone.

  He looked as tired as the other guys the following morning on the ice. So much for a good night’s sleep. Colton had gone over to Jasmine’s place after telling her to leave the party and tried to fuck the way Amy’s mouth had felt around him out of his memory, many times as a matter of fact. That girl from before had even been there but today Colton played without making any eye contact with Trey and just staying quiet. He knew that Trey was with another girl last night, but nothing made it alright that Colton was messing around with his girlfriend. The coach had them working on shots and passes for that night’s game, and Colton worked hard to master all of it as he tried to push the memories from the night before out of his mind.

  Colton even worked out for an hour after practice to further punish himself and then went to his room for some down time. He napped for a couple of hours before he hit the shower and dressed to head to the game. Several girls looked his way as he locked the door to his room but Colton only saw Amy as she stared at him for a long moment before looking away. He scowled and walked out to the parking lot to find a few of the players talking out there and joined in before they all headed over for the warm up.

  The game was an intense one between another nearby college and Colton was forced to go heavy on the defense as the players tried to get the puck past Trey. Despite anything that happened off the ice, they were a team first and foremost, and Colton winced as he sent a player into the boards at the wrong time. He cursed when he watched the other team score a goal from his place in the penalty box and felt like he’d failed all of them.

  He celebrated with the others when he scored the goal that brought them up a point.

  Hockey was Colton’s life as well as his future. He had never thought of anyone else being a part of it before and assumed that it would just fall into place. After seeing his mother hurt by his father, Colton admitted that he almost didn’t want a relationship.

  The team and coaches went to dinner at a nice steakhouse in Denver and ended up meeting up with the professional team there as they were having dinner. It was inspiring to talk to some of the guys that had made it as well as the coaches that he might be under someday. The guys couldn’t stop talking about it when they were to a dive bar for some beers just to discuss it. None of them were thinking about the puck bunnies that night or at least they weren’t mentioning it. They all spoke strictly about the sport, and that was when Colton feel the closest to these guys. Clearly, he had the reputation of a player, and everyone knew it, but that isn’t what lit the fire inside of him. It was hockey.

  He ended up home late and a little buzzed as he made his way to his dorm in the nice slacks and button up shirt that coach preferred they wear after games. Tonight, it had made sense seeing the Avalanche dressed up after their win. The guys were nothing but professional to the fans, but they let it go a little as they talked closely with Colton and his teammates. Colton walked to his room and noticed a stack of papers on the desk that served as their help center during the day and grabbed one randomly before he unlocked his dorm and went inside. Colton dropped the document down on the bed as he showered under the hottest water that he could stand and dressed in workout shorts.

  He knew that there was something of a school newspaper, but Colton had never read it before. It might be worth it just to see what’s in there about the team. He grabbed a cold water from the form fridge that he had in the room and sat down to enjoy the high from the night and read some of the articles. Colton flipped through the social section and then happened upon a story about a festival that was coming up near the school and his eyes read the name of the journalist.

  Amy Baker.

  He tried to think of what her last name was but reading through it; Colton was impressed with the flow and writing style. It was a bit more descriptive than some articles but not so much so that he couldn’t read it. It was very well written and he sensed that this Amy loved music and felt a lot from it. It was how he felt about hockey.

  Speaking of which, he found that page and read a stellar article about the year the team was having. That made him happy, and he settled back into his pillows as his eyelids started to get heavy and his body aches made it too much for him to move. Colton closed his eyes after he made sure that his alarm was set for his early Calculus class the next morning.

  Colton left his room in a hurry with enough time to get a coffee at the small outside cafe that was in the middle of the courtyard. He paid the girl and told her to keep the change from the five as he rushed through the paths and into his building. He made it just in time for class and found his seat in the back as he let out a sigh of relief.

  The day dragged as he went from class to class and finally he could grab a bite to eat. Colton headed to the door of the corner cafe to get a sandwich and looked around for some of the guys that he usually found in here. Randy waved from the corner table, and Colton brought his food over there as soon as he got it. “How are you feeling today?”

  “A little sore. Those guys were brutal yesterday,” Colton replied as he took a swig of water from the bottle. “I took some pain pills this morning, and I don’t often do that.”

  “I hear that. We should work out later today and stretch out a bit.” Not like they didn’t. Colton nodded as he saw Amy walk into the building with a focused look on her face. Her hair was twisted up on her head and wrapped in a bandanna that matched the jeans that she wore with a loose purple shirt that flowed around her waist.

  “Great article, Amy!” Colton heard someone say as they walked up to her and tapped on her shoulder. The girl tapped on her shoulder and Amy clearly jumped before she turned around with wide eyes. “Are you going to Green this year? It sounds fantastic.” The two girls went to get some food and found a table across the room from Colton and he turned his attention to his sandwich as Randy said something about a shared class.

  Colton looked over a couple of times to see her looking towards him, and she scowled and looked away each time they locked gazes. It was frustrating him, and they had barely done anything in the whole spectrum of life, but she was another player’s girl. That meant a lot to Colton even if the boyfriend was such a jackass.

  He still wanted her so badly. Colton finished his late lunch and headed out with Randy to their next class and the last one of the day before they went to the gym. Colton took a long look at Amy on the way out as he thought to himself how beautiful she was and stepped outside into the sun. He thought back to the dream that he had the night before about her, one that involved much more than just a hand job and being in her mouth for a few moments. He had had her on her knees on his bed and was buried inside of her as she moaned his name and rocked wildly against him. He could still feel her ass against him and Colton remembered how he’d jerked himself off first thing this morning in memory of the images. Colton told himself to surrender the fantasy and stick to the available girls since it would only be in his dreams the way things stood right now.

  Colton went to the dorms after the gym, stretched out and feeling a lot better. He needed a shower, but he could do that in his room in privacy. The sitting area was crowded as he strolled by and he c
asually waved in response to the people that called his name. He unlocked his door and entered as he dropped his backpack to the floor and started stripping off the clothes he’d worked out in. Colton was just ready to step into the shower when there was a knock at the door. “What?” Colton called as he stared at the bathroom door longingly. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist and opened his door as he tucked it the fabric into the waist to hold it on.

  “What was that today?” Amy asked him as her eyes flashed and he tilted his head.

  CHAPTER 4

  “Get inside,” Colton told her, knowing that even though Trey didn’t live in this building rumors got around. “What are you talking about?” He asked her after he closed the door and they were alone in the room.

  “You walked out on me that night, and then you look at me that way?” Amy demanded as she stepped up to him. She was still in the same outfit and smelled amazing as always. “Mixed signals much?”

  “Unless you’re suddenly single, nothing can happen with us.” Colton reminded her wearily as he ran a hand through his hair. “As much as I wish it could.” His voice was low for that, but she still widened her eyes.

  “Really?” Amy asked him as she dropped her bag and stepped up to him.

  “I have to take a shower and study, Amy.” Colton was losing all of his willpower as he looked towards his bathroom again and sighed. She needed to leave before he went against all of his beliefs and needs. “You have Trey. Go to him.”

  “I’m hanging by a thread with him, Colton. I have never wanted anyone like I did you that night. I have never even had anybody but Trey.” Amy told him with emotion in her eyes and face as she stared up at him. “I want something different and he’s sleeping with countless other girls.”

  “So am I.” Colton reminded her as pain creased her forehead.