Two Cowboys Next Door

by Jay S. Wilder

  “No, I wouldn’t be, would I.” Her straightforward statement was tinged with bitterness as she glanced away from me cradling her small hands in her lap.

  There wasn’t anything to say to that, so I kept silent. Inside my thoughts I was in awe of Natalia, the woman had never left my side, even when she had a good opportunity. Passed out I hardly would have blamed her for bolting, especially with her family connections being less than ideal—and she defied them for me. My stomach clenched, hands tightening on the sheet.

  “You didn’t have to come back with me. There was more than enough time…” I let the sentence hang in mid-air for her thoughts to complete it. “But you wouldn’t have left me, would you? You’re too kind for your own good.”

  She blushed a bright red, ducking her head. There was that hint of modesty that she hid with a stubborn, dare-devilish streak. So many layers to the woman, she nearly made me dizzy all over again. Though the one thing I could always count on was her loyalty. Her thoughtful kindness surprised me when I had come out of a world filled with pure darkness. I expected people to be cruel, rather than the opposite. At least from other people that I didn’t trust and Natalia? She was one of them.

  “I couldn’t say it was entirely unselfish. I really wanted to see your place.” She waved a hand around my airy bedroom done up in subtle light blues and gray tones. After she had spoken, she flinched, shoulders hunching in on themselves. “Anyway, I’m glad you’re getting better now.”

  Clearly, she wanted to avoid something. Her complete transformation made me blink before reading the light tension that thrummed through her body. After everything she’d done for me, I wanted to wipe it away.

  “Come here,” I coaxed her toward me, curling my index finger with a smile. “Sit in front of me, back facing me.”

  Her forehead puckered, but she crawled into my lap without too much trouble. Her mouth curled up in a cute, confused grin.

  “What are you planning to do exactly?”

  “Nothing too scandalous. I’m finding myself with a little more energy though, and you look badly in need of a massage, given the scare you went through with me earlier. It’s only fair since it’s my fault that I make it better.”

  “That’s not—”

  “I won’t let you fight me on this one. Give up now.” My soft words coated with steel, she’d know I meant them. “Let me take care of you for once, okay? I owe you one.”

  She submitted with an unladylike grunt before rolling her shoulders and cracking her neck. The small movement made me wince. Apparently she was in dire need of a massage. When my fingers went for the knots in her neck, she all but melted into a puddle between my feet with a groan of such contentment I had to close my eyes for a second.

  “Thank you,” she breathed out, barely a whisper, while my fingers sought out all her knots with ease.

  “Of course, it’s no problem.”

  Privately I could admit to myself that any excuse to touch her was a good excuse, almost absolutely because it was so forbidden. God, if her brothers could see us now. The sick idea sent a wicked burst of pride zinging through my gut, and my finger stumbled going down her spine. Natalia made a small noise, adjusted, and went pliant, back in my steady hands. Occasionally she’d squirm a bit, putting my hands in a different position without telling me. For the most part, we were both silent, lost in my exquisite exploration of her body.

  Despite the dirty spandex, she still wore I sensed every warm throb of her flesh and knew she’d be softer than the fabric under my fingertips. She hung her head with a gasp. I must have found a particularly good spot. A small noise, but effective. Unable to hold myself in check I leaned forward placing a light kiss on the nape of her neck that made her upper body shiver beneath my hands.

  “Was that okay?” I rasped, less than an inch away from the spot where her neck and her shoulders met while my fingers kneaded into the tender flesh of her lower back. “That wasn’t too much?”

  “No,” she responded in a breathy whisper.

  After our talk about her sexual history, the last thing I wanted to do was take advantage. She was damn near perfect, in every way. I didn’t want to be the one to screw all that up. Though as my cock thickened with her ass in my lap, and she did nothing to hide her reaction to the sudden pressure against her flesh. She’d be stupid not to feel it. My jaw tightened as the massage continued, if only to give my brain something else to think about other than my pulsating dick between our bodies.

  She pressed closer, her rounded ass nudging my thick erection. My dick bobbed as I thickly swallowed trying to clear my throat. I nearly saw stars from the small shudder-worthy sensation teasing my oversensitive flesh. Any touch was too much. Especially with the memory of her small hands wrapped around me in the helicopter playing with full surround sound in the back of my skull. I bit my tongue to keep from cursing. Instead, moved slightly backward, grimacing at the sharp pain in my tortured balls.

  I must have made a noise. She glanced over her shoulder, eyes narrowed, and lips pursed as if she was thinking devious things. Her tongue passed out over her lower lip, and she scanned my upper body—until she came to the sheet falling off below my waist and the huge tent I’d pitched there. My face was on fire, any kind of stupid explanation ready to pop out of my mouth.

  There wasn’t time to say a word.

  One second she was only a few inches from my face and the next she was straddling me, tongue exploring my mouth, hips bucking against mine—and I suddenly felt like the damn violated virgin taken by surprise.

  Chapter 23 - Natalia

  I was lost, lost in a moment, lost in a dream world that pinpointed into a spinning reality—I refused to let it slip through my fingers. God knows, I’d waited long enough. Been patient enough, followed the rules. I had done all the “enough”, and now it was my turn to choose my fate without anyone else’s help.

  Currently, my fate was kicking me, trying to talk as I assaulted his face with my lips. Maybe if I didn’t let him get a word in edgewise, he’d keep his mouth shut, and we could remain happily on this course together. I was afraid if I gave him any leeway, he’d wreck any chance at being brave that I clung to, even knowing I’d been thinking about this moment since the first night I saw him trapped in the shed out behind the main building.

  “Natalia—whoa, Natalia slow—”

  No time for being subtle, then. My hand explored downward between my thighs moving away the sheet until I had a firm grip on his thick, hard cock. It unconsciously bobbed in my palm. Unable to suppress my groan of pleasure, I let it spill into Liam’s mouth. It effectively cut off his pointless argument. His hips thrust upward seeking my touch, and I knew I had him, both literally and figuratively, in the palm of my hands.

  “Wait, damn it!” He managed to rip his mouth away while I was distracted with his silky shaft, hard and soft at the same time between my fingers. “Give yourself a second to think, will you?”

  “Me?” I flung the word at him, openmouthed, and suddenly unsteady as I tumbled to the side of him with a small oomph.

  “Yes, you!” He ratcheted the sheet up higher on his abdomen with a rumble low in his chest that vibrated through the mattress as I shivered. “After yesterday, how could you think I’d be concerned about anything else?”

  My mind went blank as I relaxed there, staring at him. My mind trying to put the pieces together as the rest of me yearned to steamroll whatever nonsense was going through his head, in an attempt to get back to what we were doing before this weirdness broke out between us. What could he possibly be talking about? Oh…oh, Jesus. Truth bit me hard on the ass, and I had to close my eyes as I damned myself for ever opening my big, fat mouth.

  “As in yesterday, the day you didn’t know about my virginity, yesterday?” I deflated like a balloon. “You do realize it’s mine to give out, right? That maybe you should feel grateful or special, or hell, I don’t know, maybe not try to talk me out of it?” I nearly screeched at him wanting to tear out all
my hair.

  His silence only made me furious as I spoke into my hands as they cupped my face. I didn’t know what bothered me more, that he didn’t reach out to me or that I wanted him to touch me. Needed. My hands were shaking, and all the power was draining from me in one fatal swoop and dammit, I needed him to be there for me now. I needed him.

  “I’m sorry. Don’t think…it’s not that I don’t want…fucking hell, Natalia!” Both his fists met the mattress making me bounce with the force of his blows. I only looked up at him. “I want this to be right between us. It should be…right.”

  “What’s your vision of right, Liam? Because from my view, this is it. I think I get a deciding vote, don’t you?”

  He swallowed, and I watched his throat work with the movement. His jaw clenched tight, a bead of sweat rolled from his neck down through his abs. I desperately wanted to trace it with my tongue. When I blinked again, I realized I’d made a move toward him. Liam’s eyes were round in his face, hands fisted in the sheets as if to protect some kind of modesty.

  “Do you…not want me?” It took me awhile to force the words from my tightened throat, and I hated that they sounded similar to something a teenager would say on prom night.

  “Fuck, are you kidding me? Do you see this thing?” Liam flipped back the sheet so suddenly I almost moved backward on instinct and instead got an eyeful of what he was working with between his legs. “This doesn’t happen for just anyone.”

  He put an unselfconscious hand on his cock squeezing while I watched unable to think straight. A shudder rippled through him. Until all his muscles tightened and loosened which was a beautiful and impressive sight that made my womb throb, inner muscles fluttering with need. I nibbled on my lower lip, trying again.

  “So obviously that’s not a factor. And me deciding when I’m going to do it isn’t a factor. So what else is the real problem? Because the way I see it, you’re doing us both a huge disservice and I’m getting sick of arguing here.”

  He rubbed his free hand through his hair making it stick up on end with a grunt.

  “I want you. I want you so bad it’s ripping me in half to sit next to you without my hands buried in your hair, so I can take your mouth exactly as I want to so that you know you’re mine. Everything inside me wants to claim you. To use you until you have nothing left to give.” He paused, still stroking his cock as his head fell back on the pillow and he seemed to gather himself together again. “Christ, I can’t even stop touching myself because I can feel your stare on me…and I like it. I like it all a little too much. Love even. Love…everything about you.” He paused, hissing through his teeth as his eyes met mine, and he squeezed the tip of himself, eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head as his hips kicked forward. “Which is precisely why I can’t let you give something so special to a man…like me. A monster. Someone your kind loathes and if they caught you here if they even knew what was happening between us right now— “

  “It doesn’t matter. None of that matters to me. I see you, and I see absolutely everything I need right here. I may have been born to my kin, and surrounded by them, but Liam, you’re my home. Don’t you feel it?”

  Inside, I felt the strangest sense of calm. It was nothing I had ever experienced in my life. Every single syllable was true. Without speaking another word, I slid my palm around his hand to resume the swift motions on his cock.

  “Tell me this doesn’t feel right between us. I dare you.”

  He made a muffled sigh.

  “You know what we have, what we share…love. You said it yourself, you love me. Do you deny it?” I abruptly pulled his hand away from himself, but our eyes remained locked, faces lost in various mixed emotions that must have flitted across our faces.

  “I do. There’s no use forcing it down, it’s like a fucking bobbing cork that comes to the surface whenever I’m around you. I can’t get you out of my head. I love you, I do love you.”

  Neither of us could bear to talk any more. As if our souls had decided for us, we reached for each other. Until all of my clothing was on the floor and I was on top of him sliding my slickness against his cock as we both made noises of delicious friction. I arched my back enjoying the heady, secret sin of making own decisions.

  “You’re in control, Natalia. Give yourself to me the way you see it in your mind. I’m yours to do with what you wish, understand?”

  “Mine,” The primal edge to my voice faded into the background as and I hopped on for the ride of my life.

  Chapter 24 - Natalia

  My fingers wrapped around him, exploring and gently squeezing as his eyes went half-lidded, palms slipping up over my abdomen to cup my breasts. A small gasp whipped through me. His thumb traced the outline of my nipple as his tongue slicked across his bottom lip, every breath of air moving in and out of his lungs.

  We had gone from ripping each other’s clothes to a slow burn that echoed through my body. An exploration that brought time to a standstill. Small shockwaves that drew us closer together with every breath, every touch, until we weren’t Liam and Natalia, separate entities, but were one. It wasn’t like the movies. Nothing like anything I could draw from in real life as his fingers skimmed and skipped along my body, taking a chunk of my soul with him.

  “More,” My voice caught in my throat. “I need more, please.”

  Every place he touched throbbed with heat. My body arched toward him. I drew his earlobe into my mouth, slowly skimming the soft flesh with my teeth, and his cock pushed forward, pressing against my center until he eased back his hips and paused.

  “No, I want you inside of me,” I whispered against the tip of his ear before my trembling hand reached down between us again. When I lazily ran my index finger down the length of him, he squirmed beneath me as if I’d done it with my tongue.

  That part was for later.

  “Are you ready? You’re sure?”

  His sincerity tightened in my chest until it was hard to breathe. So I didn’t bother answering him. Instead, I eased his hard cock close to my opening, took a deep breath, and did something I could never take back.

  “Oh, Christ.” He groaned visibly straining to keep himself still while I lowered myself over him.

  One inch at a time, there was no rush. Now that we were here I wasn’t going to plunge downward in one swoop. Despite what the rest of me longed to do down to the marrow of my bones, I was going to make this count. My clit throbbed, lips pressed together while I fought the aching need tightening low in my body. Even the slight sway of my breasts was enough sensation to bring me over the edge.

  “Can I touch you?” his voice swam up past my concentration, and I merely nodded my head needing his hands on me as much as I wanted this moment to be over.

  I held my breath as he stretched me waiting for the most talked about moment in any circle of girlfriends who hadn’t lost their virginity yet. Time had no meaning as my pulse throbbed everywhere. My thighs ached from the slow angle, womb clenched as my inner muscles fluttered clenching onto the cock inside me. I blinked past the foreign sensation that sent goosebumps all along my flesh.

  “Look at me, Natalia. Don’t you dare close your eyes.”

  My eyelids fluttered, vision clearing to watch his soft gray eyes narrowed with concern and bright with an emotion that squeezed my heart in my chest. We were almost there. I could sense it by the small twitch of his lips. His hips flicked forward, and he caught himself anchoring his hand on my hip as his other hand skimmed along my inner thigh before brushing my clit in an earth-shattering movement that nearly made me lose my mind.

  “God, don’t stop that.”

  “I won’t. Not until you tell me to, Natalia.”

  As I lowered myself allowing the sharp sting of pain to clench tight, Liam’s finger worked my clit in small, soothing circles of unbelievable ecstasy. My hips shot forward without a thought, and a gasp ripped from my throat at the internal sting that spread, warm and immediate, through my belly. Liam was as good as his word. He let
me set the pace while his finger ran across my clit, other hand gripping my hip to keep me from moving.

  “You feel amazing.”

  Pain quickly warped to impatience. I adapted to the swiftly receding pinch, not unlike cramps, and started moving forward and backward. A tentative rocking motion. Each sweep with my hips brought me closer. So close. Either I was going to burst or my skin was going to throb with pleasure until I lost myself to anything else. Liam’s fingers circled and pinched my sensitive clit as I rode him, giving into the abrupt clench and release of muscles I’d never used before now.

  “Oh God, I don’t know if I can last. It’s been…a long time,” he spoke through clenched teeth, holding every muscle beneath me in check. “Don’t hold it against me.”

  His throaty laugh bobbed his cock inside me. The small twitch made me shudder clenching down hard with my thigh muscles while his hand cupped the back of my neck to bring me closer for a kiss. Our tongues touched and the simple contact ignited an orgasm that curled through me making me scream into his mouth while he drew it out with his fingers on my flesh.

  “Fuck, I can’t hold on. Come for me.”

  I gasped as another orgasm rolled through me, fingernails clawing across his chest. He writhed beneath me meeting my swift strokes pump for pump with his hips. A moment where we were suspended in time. My world narrowed down to his heartbeat beneath my palm, an anchor as the orgasms threatened to sweep me away. Unable to rip my gaze away from his face, to lose a second of this precious memory, as my world spun beneath me. His fingers clenched to bruising on my hip, other hand digging into my inner thigh.

  No, I couldn’t keep the words at bay. Not now.

  “I love you,” the last word became a cry as my fingers spasmed along his flesh. I refused to slow down even as every inch of my flesh clenched tight as he angled deeper into my body than I thought possible. Another wave of newly found bliss tying up all my emotions until they pointed to one important thing. I didn’t think I could live without Liam in my life.