Filthy Cowboy

by Amy Brent

  “You’re my fucking boss’s daughter, Tory. I can’t do this with you.” She smelled so good and I inhaled the sweet scent of her skin. Tory was right beside me now and I looked over her shoulders and down to the hint of cleavage that she was giving me. “You’re too young.”

  “I am old enough for you. I want to be dominated by a man that knows what he is doing,” Tory told me, slipping her hand in mine and pulling me over to the room she’d come from.

  “What is this place?” I asked as I looked around the room with a bed and some furniture.

  “One of the pool rooms as well as a guest room. We have many of them so nobody will think about coming out here and looking for us. Everyone loses themselves at these parties and there can be a lot of scandal that goes unnoticed.” Tory closed the door and walked towards me as she locked gazes with me in the light of the room. “My brother fucked an entire group of cheerleaders one year, one by one. I didn’t see them and nor did anyone else, but I heard about it the following month. They all think that I’m the nerdy girl that doesn’t notice anything, but I notice everything.” She slipped her hand between my legs and found my cock hard and throbbing for her.

  “You were beautiful the first time that I saw you,” I groaned as her fingers tightened and stroked me. “Fuck, Tory.” I clenched my fists before I reached out and took her arms and forced her hands away from my body. “This is wrong. So wrong.”

  “It’s just one night, James. Nobody will ever know,” Tory’s eyes were alert as she stared at me

  I wrapped my hands around her body and pulled her close to me before I kissed her, feeling all of my inhibitions disappear as our tongues met in a wild dance. Tory groaned against me and nibbled at my lower lip as I cupped her ass and ground my cock against her. “I want to bend you over and fuck you harder than you’ve ever been fucked before,” I told her before I kissed her senselessly again. “I want that ass slapping against me as you scream my name.”

  “You’re the first person, James. I’m giving you my virginity tonight. I want it to be you that makes me come for the first time,” Tory said against my lips as I froze for a moment. “Think how tight I’ll feel around you.”

  I hadn’t had a virgin since high school and I swear that I hardened more as I plowed her mouth with my tongue. I pushed Tory back to the bed as I asked her if she locked the door and she cried out that as I found the zipper in the back of her dress. I pulled it down and the material pooled around her ankles as she shimmied her hips to force it to drop. Her full breasts were bare and small nipples hard for me as she slid her hands over her body to cup them.

  I stripped off my tie as I watched her and unbuttoned my shirt. Her eyes took me in hungrily and I slipped it off and loosened my pants before I stepped towards her.

  Our lips met as she wrapped her arms around my neck and fell back onto the bed. My pants were halfway down my legs and my cock pressed against her thigh as she rocked against me. Her pussy was hot and wet and I dragged my lips down her jaw and dragged my hardness against her needy folds. I sucked on her neck as she arched her back and pressed her hot nipples against my wife beater that I wore under my shirt.

  My desire for Tory released into an uncontrollable urge, leaving behind all sense and logic. I forgot that she was forbidden as I kissed my way down her body and dragged her skin between my teeth as she jerked against me. Her tits were pressed against me as I found her nipples and sucked hard as I pressed my cock between our bodies and fucked the lace of her thing. “James, oh God. I want you to fuck me so hard,” Tory begged me, sounding every bit the young woman that she was as I pulled up and looked at her.

  “Are you on anything?” I asked her in a hoarse voice as she nodded.

  “Bad periods. I’ve been on the pill since I was sixteen,” Tory told me as I slid my hands between her thighs and pulled off her underwear. She moaned as she spread her legs and I fingered her before sliding a finger into her tight entrance. “Make me come.” I stared at her as my thumb found her hard clit and stroked it as she dropped her head back.

  CHAPTER 5

  Tory

  The feeling of his hand stroking me and inside me was almost too much to bear as I closed my eyes. This was what I’d dreamed of as my own hand stroked my clit and slipped inside of me in the darkness of my room. I knew that I was close and I begged him to make me come as he increased the pressure against me. I hadn’t lied about the pill but I wouldn’t mind a mistake. I wouldn’t mind a future with James and give him a baby. I would just focus on this right now, this night. It was going to be perfect and memorable.

  James moved over me and kissed my neck as he whispered that he would move slow for me. I knew that he would take care of me and that was in part why I chose him, though I preferred older men to begin with. He lowered himself between my legs and spread me open as I cried out and tried to lift myself to him. He pressed against my entrance and I slid my legs around him and pulled him down to me for a long kiss. That was when he slipped inside, little by little, kissing me sweetly as our tongues slid together slowly.

  Oh God, the pressure. He filled me and I grabbed his head and strung my hands through his hair. “Are you okay, baby?” James asked me as I nodded and begged him to keep going. He just had to move a little further and the pain would be over and I could enjoy this. I could have my dream.

  There was a sharp pinch of pain as me moved forward and I cried out as he stilled and looked down at me before he kissed me again. “I’ll stay here for a minute. You feel so good around me and I know you will love this in a couple of minutes. Just bear with me.”

  “I know I will. Just keep going,” I urged him and sighed as he slipped further inside. Pain blended into pleasure and I was soon wrapping my legs around him and rocking against him to feel him deeper and harder. Oh God, it felt so good and I never wanted him to stop. I felt something snap inside of my body and I was crying out his name as I came long and hard. I didn’t want him to wait but he swore that I was going to come around him so he could feel me.

  I did.

  James kept moving until he stilled and I felt his heat filling me. He murmured that this was the best Christmas ever and that I was a great gift as he held me tight in his arms.

  James kissed my body as I stared at him and smiled. I knew that this wasn’t the last time that I would have him. I would make sure of that.

  We made love again, this time with me on my knees as he took me from behind. It felt so good and I gripped the sheet as he pounded into me. He was thick and I knew that I’d never want anyone different, at least until I got what I wanted.

  James realized the time after we rested together and stood to dress. He fixed himself as best as he could and hit the restroom that was closest to the entrance while I sat on the bed and played back my night. I had sex, sex with a real man that knew what he was doing. All of the changes that I made were worth it and I could feel that my life was about to change.

  I dressed and crept through the door that led to my locked room as I washed my face and took off my dress. The party was over for me and I got what I wanted. I smiled as I closed my eyes and snuggled under the covers, completely oblivious to the noise of the party. I looked forward to future times with James and the path that my life was headed as I drifted off to sleep with the cool air blowing in the cracked window.

  Our chef Mary was cooking breakfast when I woke up and made my way downstairs. The house was empty and messy and I looked around as she laughed. “I think there’s a few stragglers in the basement, though I’m not sure. If so, I’m making enough food.” I wondered if James was still here, what he’d done after our time in the guest room. Was he still thinking about me?

  I decided that there was no way that he couldn’t be after the way that he looked into my eyes as he was giving me my first experience with sex. James was so concerned with me and my feelings throughout the experience, so caring and good. It was perfect.

  I made plans for our future as I ate and looked over the pool bef
ore my parents stumbled downstairs. As always, they’d been drunk the night before and didn’t remember the small fight over my dress or the fact that I’d disappeared for the night. Nobody really remembered anything from our infamous parties and I’d planned my night based on that.

  It was easy to go with Dad to the stadium on my break for business that he had to attend to and I even agreed to work on some of his accounting since his normal accountant was on a month’s leave for the holidays. It was easy to me and I could come alone there when I needed to, or at least pretend to need to. Dad would never know.

  I also went to the gym a lot and waited to see James there so I could casually say hello. It took a week but finally, I saw him on the treadmill watching something on the television screen in front of him. I was just finished with my yoga class and I approached him as I forced a flirtatious smile on my face. “James, hello.”

  “Tory. Hi. How are you doing?” He looked me over in my tight pants and cropped tank top and I felt my body heat up inside.

  “Good. I just finished class.” I glanced at the clock and got an idea. “Want to grab something to eat when you’re finished? I was busy today and never really got around to it.”

  His want was all over his face and James swallowed after a moment. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea, Tory.” He glanced around but we were alone and he licked his lips. “I don’t know if anything should ever happen with us again.”

  “Didn’t you like it?” I asked as his face flushed pink.

  “Of course, I did. I’m honored that you wanted me that way but your father would kill me if he ever knew.” James gave me a long look and licked his lips.

  “He’ll never know, James. Dad’s busy with the team and the investments that he’s always involved with. I get out on my own all of the time and I’d never tell him.” I looked around carefully. “I don’t want you to lose your job.” My words were low and he glanced around as he seemed to consider my words.

  “Give me your number,” James suggested as he handed me his phone. I sent myself a text so I’d know his number and he looked at me for a long moment. “I’ll send you my address and you can meet me there in half an hour? I’ll order in.”

  I grinned and nodded. “That sounds perfect. I’ll see you soon.” I made my way to the locker room and showered quickly before I changed into some skinny jeans and a long sleeved shirt before I pulled on my gray fleece jacket.

  By the time I was in my car, I had his address and I entered it into Google maps as I let the car warm up.

  CHAPTER 6

  James

  I must be out of my fucking mind. I should have told Tory no and that this could not happen again. My job was on the line if anybody found out and possibly my life, but the way she looked at me made me weak. I remembered how she felt, so tight and hot as I claimed her for the first time. I hadn’t had a woman for the first time in years and she addicting to me. I thought that once more wouldn’t hurt before she worked me out of her system and I could just go back to my casual flings.

  I couldn’t wait to see her hot little body again as I parked in my garage at the end of my long driveway. I was away from the street in a quiet neighborhood and I knew that we would be left alone. Gary didn’t come over, since we weren’t friends like that. I was his employee and I’d see him for the occasional dinner to talk business or a party, like the other night.

  I don’t even think he knew where I lived, to be honest.

  I ordered some Thai food from the place a few miles away and was told that it would be delivered in about twenty-five minutes. That gave me time to tidy up and start a fire in the massive fireplace that was the focal point of the room. It was a lot of why I’d purchased the house and I looked around at the warm glow from the flames as I heard the doorbell.

  Why was I trying to romance a young woman that I wasn’t going to see again after this? Tory didn’t care about these details and I shook my head as I went to answer the door.

  “Hi. Beautiful house,” Tory told me with a bright smile as I ushered her inside and looked out.

  “Thanks. It’s not up to your standards, I’m sure but I like it.” I joked as she laughed.

  “My house is too big for me. I like the idea of something cozy like this. Maybe once I finish school, I can find something.” She walked to drop her purse on the coffee table and slipped her coat off.

  “You’ll have a good future. I’m sure you can get a beautiful house.” Tory smiled as she looked up at me. “I ordered Thai. Is that okay?”

  “Delicious,” Tory replied as she sat on the couch and looked up at me. She was gorgeous, and she knew that as I met her gaze with a hungry one of my own.

  “Want something to drink?” I offered as I thought for a moment. “I have some beer in the fridge and maybe some wine. As far as non-alcoholic, there’s some soda and milk, since you’re young.” That got a laugh from her.

  “I don’t think you care about my age that much, do you?” Tory asked as I pressed my lips together. “I’ll take a beer.”

  “I’ll be right back,” I told her and walked into the kitchen to grab two bottles from the fridge. I looked at the wine from a date that I’d had some time ago from a date that didn’t call for a repeat and looked towards the living room. Did I want this night to call for one?

  I looked at her settled back against the couch as I walked back in. She was beautiful in the light of the fire along with a couple other lamps I’d left on. Tory was fresh faced and young and I knew that the guys at her school had to be interested in her. She was beautiful before but the changes that she made turned her into a bombshell and after this break, they’d be breaking down doors to get to her. I could enjoy her until that day came and I glanced up as there was a knock at the door. I asked her to wait for a moment as I went to pay for the food and bring it into the living room. “Eat by the fire?”

  “Sure,” Tory agreed as I went to get some plates and forks. We filled our plates as I found a movie on television and settled in beside her.

  “You don’t seem twenty to me,” I observed as she took a bite of Pad Thai and looked at me. “You seem mature and smart.”

  “I’ve always been smart, James. Maybe maturity comes with that.” Tory shrugged as her shirt slipped off of her shoulder and bared her pale skin. “Maybe I’m not too young for you.”

  “Fifteen years is quite a gap,” I disagreed as she reached up to let her hair down. It dropped around her shoulders in waves and I watched her for a moment. “You’re not ready for anything right now, anyway. Finish school first and then see about a relationship. You’re beautiful and you’ll have no trouble getting a guy.”

  “I want a man, James. I want a man the way that I had one the first time,” Tory told me as she set her plate down and took a long sip. She set the bottle down and moved to crawl over to me with a cunning smile on her face. Fucking hell, this woman had me. I shoved my plate onto the table as she moved into my lap and kissed me. Her mouth claimed mine hungrily as our tongues moved together with the taste of beer and spicy food on our lips.

  I lifted her shirt over her head as she moved up, finding her nipples bare and pebbled for me before I leaned forward to suck on them. Tory had showered while I was still a bit sweaty from the work out, but I didn’t care at this moment. I wanted to drench myself fucking her all night long. I gave both nipples equal attention before I moved up to kiss her lips.

  Tory slipped my shirt over my head and kissed down my chest before she drew my nipples between her teeth as I groaned her name. “Have you slept with anyone else since the party?” I murmured as she teased me with a laugh.

  “No, why?”

  “You don’t seem like you were a virgin just a few weeks ago,” I observed as she reached down for my pants and pulled them down. “You seem like you know what you’re doing just fine.”

  “I had a good teacher,” Tory told me before she moved down my body and took me into her mouth. Jesus, her mouth felt good. I slipped my hands into her h
air and tugged her close as I moaned Tory’s name. She sucked hard and slow to tease me before bobbing over me as I cried out her name. I came within a few moments and Tory drank me in as I jerked forward.

  She moved up and I stared down at her as my mouth watered. “Take your pants off,” I demanded as she dropped onto her back and slid them down her legs. It took me no time to kick off my pants and crawl towards her as she watched me with bright eyes. God, she was so bare and I spread her thighs wide to smell her as she sucked in her breath.

  Our first time had been heated and quick, but this time I was going to worship Tory. She was sweet like honey and I kissed the soft skin of her inner thighs as she arched her back and slid a hand into my hair. I buried my face against her pussy and licked her thoroughly before I circled her clit with the tip of my tongue. Tory moaned as she rocked against me and I wrapped my hands around her toned thighs to keep her still as she cried out.

  “Fuck, James. That feels so good,” Tory told me as he hands ripped at my hair to try and make me let her go. I held firm and drew her between my teeth as I sucked her clit and she screamed as she came into my mouth. I drank her sweet juices in and felt my cock throbbing for her.

  I always like the feel of a woman after an orgasm so I released her thighs and moved over her body to enter her. Tory stared at me with glazed eyes as I slid inside and moaned softly. I knew that she was overwhelmed right now but I had to feel her.

  She pulled my face down to hers for a long kiss, tasting herself. I started moving faster to make her come again. She moved with me once she had some time to adjust, and soon we were rocking together in the search for a mutual release.

  CHAPTER 7

  Tory

  I read a lot of books and watched a lot of porn in my research about sex. It was easy to assume that the books were embellished, and the porn was scripted right to make it seem far more exciting than it was.

  Not that I didn’t get myself off to it all of the time. What kind of person would ignore that opportunity?