Breakfast with a Cowboy

by Vanessa Devereaux

  “Dad, you knew Josie was coming here and you didn’t tell me?”

  “Early birthday gift.” He stood. “Now I have to get home, so you two have fun. Nice meeting you Josie and hope you’ll stick around for a while.”

  “Thanks, and thank you for the ride here. I would never have found it by myself.”

  They shook hands and soon his dad was driving away.

  “I’m speechless,” said Quinn.

  Josie stood and he couldn’t help himself. He hugged her and then kissed her on the lips, hoping he wasn’t making this all up in his head.

  “You decided to check out Montana?”

  “That, and I missed your company on the last leg of the trip.”

  “Always nice to hear. Did my dad give you a tour of the area?”

  “A little. I saw the town and your library.”

  Quinn laughed and held both her hands. “And that’s not made you run, thinking you’ve stepped back in time?”

  Josie shook her head. She could get use to a place like this with its wonderful views. And of course, there was another great view inside the house, too.

  “Are you tired? You want to take a nap?”

  “Nope, I did that on the train.”

  “Then let me take a quick shower because I probably don’t smell or look that great.”

  Who was he kidding? He both looked and smelled wonderful.

  “Make yourself at home. There’s more coffee and I’m sure Mom sent enough carrot cake to feed the whole town.”

  Quinn disappeared into another part of the house and Josie sat down and began reading Ranch Life magazine. She flipped through the pages, fascinated with all the items a rancher needed to go about his daily work.

  The phone rang and she wasn’t sure if she should answer it for Quinn or not, but then he walked into the kitchen, his hair damp, his chest hair flat against his skin, with just a towel wrapped around his waist.

  Her pussy pulled and danced a steady beat just looking at his butt as the material stretched across his rear as he headed toward the phone. Once answered, he turned around and looked at her as he spoke to whoever was on the other end.

  She’d been caught red-handed yet again.

  Josie tried to focus on something else in the kitchen. The old-fashioned stove, or the photos on the fridge door, but she couldn’t. The only thing she could zero in on was the bulge by the spot where he’d overlapped the towel to secure it. She shifted her gaze higher, feeling her panties grow damp, and a sudden rush of her juices escaping from her pussy.

  A few droplets of water glistened on his chest and she was tempted to lick them away.

  Josie had been so involved in that sexy scenario that she hadn’t realized he’d finished with his call.

  “I guess the thing on the train wasn’t just you feeling sad and doing something out of character, was it?”

  Shit, definitely caught red-handed.

  “You feel it too don’t you?” he asked.

  She was trapped, caught, and there was nothing she could do but give in to what she truly felt.

  He beckoned her over to him. She stood, legs wobbling on every tiny step she took. She knew what was about to happen here. Men and women could only keep their hands off one another for so long, and then bingo.

  Quinn pulled her the last bit of the way, catching her unaware so she fell against his chest. The sexy and slightly damp one. She ran her hands over it. He drew in his breath. The firm muscles of his chest pushed against her fingers. Josie remembered him riding the horse as she drove into the ranch with his dad. The sexy man with the hat, the boots, and now she wondered what it would be like to be to have him make love to her.

  His erect cock brushed against her thigh and it set off every nerve in her body, putting them on high alert. Danger erotic situation ahead. He leaned in and kissed her, putting his index finger under her chin so he could pull her face up a tad. His tongue slid across her lips. This was a different sort of kiss than the one on the train.

  Daring is how she felt, and daring she’d be. She might never find herself in this situation with a sexy cowboy ever again. She ran her hand down the front of the towel, feeling his cock twitch. Becoming all the more brazen, she eased her hand through the tiny gap that held the two sides together. She circled his shaft with her fingers, hearing him draw in his breath close to her ear.

  “Touch me and drive me crazy.”

  She curled her fingers around his shaft and moved her hand up and down, all the time not taking her eyes off his face so she could gauge his reaction.

  He groaned when she gipped him harder, closed his eyes and tipped his head back a little when she speeded up her movement.

  “Okay, now stop because pleasure should be mutual,” he said.

  He got hold of her hand and walked her out of the kitchen, along a hallway, and into a room that she soon realized was his bedroom. Masculine was definitely the word for it, with its hunter green drapes and quilt. Photos of horses and mountains adorned the walls. A few cowboy hats sat on top of the dresser. Cowboy boots were parked under a chair in the corner.

  She’d been so busy being nosy that she hadn’t realized he’d taken off the towel and now stood naked before her.

  He shouldn’t have done that because now she only wanted one thing and wanted it right this second. Quinn grabbed her hand and led her over to the bed where he sat on the edge of it.

  “What do you prefer, me taking your clothes off or you doing it while I watch?”

  “Can I tease you if I do it?”

  “You wouldn’t tease this cowboy, would you?”

  She slowly pulled up the bottom of her sweater and inch by inch, peeled it away from her stomach.

  He gave her some help and she laughed as it got caught on her head.

  “You are going to tease me.”

  “Maybe,” she said, yanking down the zipper on her pants.

  “You’re a bad girl,” he said when she pulled it up again, but then she pulled it down quickly for a second time.

  She wiggled her hips to help ease her pants down.

  “Pretty bra and panties, missy.”

  She put her hand behind her back and unclasped her bra. Quinn caught it in his hands and placed it on the end of the bed.

  “I thought these were pretty when I felt them, and I wasn’t wrong.”

  A pleasant sort of an electric bolt shot up her spine as he ran his finger around her nipples. They turned to tiny but hard buds. Quinn leaned over to take one in his mouth. He flicked its very tip with his tongue and her legs went weak. She rested her hands on his shoulders, hoping that would steady her, and closed her eyes as he licked a circle around her nipple’s circumference.

  If he can generate that much pleasure on just one nipple, what will he do to my pussy?

  He kissed his way from her breast down the middle of her stomach onto her navel and then looked up and grinned.

  “I can’t wait to see what’s under here.”

  He inched his hand around to the back of her panties and pulled on the back of them, easing the material over her butt. Josie decided to help him. After all, the sooner they were off, the faster he could do his magic on her.

  They fell to her feet.

  “These are some pretty curls,” said Quinn, running his hands through her pubic hair. His finger dived into the middle of them and soon he was massaging her clit. The coarseness of his fingers added to the friction and made her move her feet to make it all the more urgent and rough.

  “Oh yeah, I think the lady likes that.”

  He quickened his pace, taking her breath away in the process. She leaned over, putting her lips on his and playfully bit him as he brought her closer and closer to her climax. They kissed as he slipped his finger deep into her pussy.

  She’d come this far so being even bolder couldn’t hurt.

  Josie raised her right leg and placed her foot on the bed. Quinn looked at her and smiled.

  “Are you showing me what I have to
look forward to, buried deep in here?”

  He outlined her entrance and then let his fingers ease gently inside her.

  She leaned over again, this time running her hands through his thick wavy hair. She kissed his forehead as he stroked her pussy walls.

  “Do you have condoms?” she asked.

  That hadn’t been the most romantic thing to ask a man, but she didn’t and maybe they were getting themselves all worked up for nothing.

  “Damn, I don’t,” said Quinn.

  Her heart sank.

  “Guess we’ll need to quit this messing around and go to the store.” He burst out laughing, letting her know he was just joking with her about his lack of condoms. “I know I’m mean, but I love teasing you.”

  She smacked his chest.

  “A cowboy is prepared for all situations, well, just not on trains, that’s all. Head over to that bedside table there and pull open the top drawer.”

  She made her way over to it and sure enough sitting on the top of a pile of books was a stash of condoms. She took one out and tossed it to him. Within seconds he was sheathed and she was back standing in front of him.

  “Can we do it with me straddling you like this?” She got on the bed, putting her legs either side of him.

  “Missy, when you’re as pretty as you, you can have a cowboy anyway you want him.”

  She scooted back a tad, enabling him to lift his cock. He held it, allowing her to ease her pussy entrance toward him. With one push of her hips, he was deep inside her.

  They didn’t say a word, didn’t budge an inch but sat looking at one another.

  “Feels good just being inside you,” Quinn finally said.

  She circled his nipples with her pinkies and gently began to rock her hips.

  He slapped both his hands on her butt, sinking his fingertips into her skin as she moved just a tad faster.

  “You sure know how to tease a man,” he whispered in her ear.

  Quinn raised himself up now and then, meeting her forward thrusts, each time sinking his dick deeper inside her and grazing her G-Spot.

  Josie had never fucked in this position before. She already loved it or maybe it was the sexy partner she was riding. Wrapping her arms around his neck, they nibbled on one another’s lips as she moved faster and Quinn raised his thighs off the bed just a little higher on each of her movements.

  Something was stirring in her pussy, a heaviness that went all the way to her toes. Digging her fingers into the spot near the nape of his neck, she rocked forward more, feeling hot and excited on each tip of her hips.

  She’d never kissed a guy when she’d climaxed, but she was going to with Quinn. He was going to be the guy she experienced all her firsts with.

  Leaning forward, she put her mouth on his. Their tongues slid over one another’s lips and then dueled as Josie murmured, knowing she was on the verge of the most pleasurable experience she’d ever had.

  Her climax took her by surprise. She tried to get her breath but couldn’t and had to take in two gulps of air. She tipped her head back as Quinn pulled her nipples.

  “Let me look in your eyes,” he said.

  She tilted her head back and he brushed the hair away from her face.

  “Oh yeah, you enjoyed it big time.”

  Chapter Nine

  He’d taken her to paradise. He could see it not only in her eyes, but her cheeks glowed too.

  “You mind if I have my fun now?” he asked her.

  “Go ahead.”

  He lifted her off his dick and she stood on the floor.

  “Kneel on the bed.”

  She leaned over and he ran his hands all over her body. Her beautiful full breasts that dangled mere inches from the quilt on his bed, her curvy hips, and finally that big beautiful ass of hers. He caressed each cheek, feeling the softness brush against the callouses on his palms.

  He’d love to stand here and touch her all night, but he was in urgent need of being inside her again and heading to his own paradise.

  Sliding his hands down her back and over her butt, he parted her cheeks, seeing her pussy entrance swollen, bright pink, and with beads of her cum clinging around its edge. He lifted his cock and dived into its sweetness and heat.

  Quinn ran his hand up and down her spine as he thrust in and out of her. Her pussy was slick and tight, just the way he liked it. He closed his eyes, knowing it wouldn’t take much for him to explode. He fingered her hair, the pretty curls cascading half way down her back.

  He could even feel pleasure down in his toes, his fingertips too as his climax grew more powerful with each of his movements.

  Like they were old lovers, and she knew what he needed to push him over the edge, she spread her feet and lifted her butt up to him, and even went on tippy toes.

  Shit, that’s all it took for him to see fireworks in his bedroom, flashes of light firing around the room which made it an entirely new experience for him. Usually he felt the physical side of climaxing but never the pleasant sensory sensation of feeling like he was watching the greatest show on earth. Quinn tried to get his breathing back to normal as he held Josie. He pulled out of her and turned her around to face him. He kissed her. “That was quite something. I guess we should shower and think about getting something to eat. Don’t know about you but having sex always gives me an appetite.”

  ****

  If he’d known she was stopping by, he would have run to the store. Right now she was probably thinking what a sad bachelor he was. When he’d opened the door to the refrigerator, a six pack of beer and a loaf of bread stared back at them. The freezer wasn’t in much better shape with a lonely turkey pot pie sitting on the middle of the shelf.

  “I can offer you turkey pot pie or toast.”

  Josie burst out laughing. “I’ll take my chances with the pot pie.”

  “Good choice,” said Quinn, pulling it out. He took it out of the box and set it in the microwave. “After we’ve eaten let’s head out to the store and pick up some more food…that is if you plan on staying awhile?”

  Please be staying awhile.

  She nodded. “I don’t have to be back at work for a few more days.”

  “Okay, we’ll go to the store before it closes… stores around here aren’t open 24 hours a day. Tomorrow, when it’s light I’ll give you a tour of the town, which should take all of ten minutes.”

  Josie laughed again as the microwave pinged, signaling the pie was ready.

  ****

  It seemed everyone in town was in the store shopping when Quinn entered with Josie in tow. Most of the residents he’d known since he was a kid and they all felt like one big family. Strangers stuck out like sore thumbs, which made Josie blush as people turned to look at her.

  “Hi, Quinn, you have a good time in Chicago?” It was Tom, his neighbor, if you could call a guy who lived two miles away that.

  “Sure did. Oh and this is Josie Shaw who’s visiting with me for a bit.”

  “Nice to meet you, Ms. Shaw.”

  “Same here,” said Josie.

  “You going to the BBQ at the Smith’s place next month?” asked Tom.

  “Sure am, and I know Mom and Dad are going, too. Well, we can’t stop because we need to pick up some food for breakfast.”

  “Maybe I’ll see you again.”

  He tipped his cowboy hat to Josie.

  Quinn loaded the cart with eggs, bacon, sausages, and threw in a couple of steaks and potatoes too.

  ****

  Josie stood on Quinn’s porch and looked up at the sky.

  “Pretty isn’t it?” asked Quinn, joining her with a beer bottle in his hand. He took a sip.

  “I haven’t seen stars in the sky since I was a kid and went camping with the Girl Scouts one summer.”

  He slid up behind her and wrapped his arm around her waist.

  “You were a Scout?”

  She nodded. He kissed the back of her neck, causing her to relax more into his body. He had an erection and she could feel
it nudging her butt. Her panties grew damp thinking about the two of them making love again.

  She turned around and kissed him, tasting the bitterness of the beer on his lips and the roughness of his cheeks where stubble was forming.

  “Can we do it out here?” she asked him.

  “I’d love to but I think the deck is going to be hard on our bodies and I won’t be able to see that pretty pussy of yours, even under these stars.”

  Josie laughed, but then froze when she heard noises out in the distance.

  “Is that what I think it is?”

  “Wolves howling, yep, they’re not far away tonight.”

  “You mean they’re right here?”

  He smiled and drew her close. “Has that made you change your mind about having sex outside in Montana? Don’t worry I’ll protect you….I’m just messing, they won’t hurt you, just after my livestock if anything.” He got hold of her hand and pulled her inside the house and along the hallway to his bedroom.

  “It’s very nice having a big cowboy to take care of me,not to mention my needs.”

  “Unzip my pants and touch my cock and balls,” he whispered before he kissed her.

  She pulled down his fly and eased her hand into the opening of his underpants. His cock was hard, huge, and pulsating as she eased her fingers over its tip, feeling some pre-cum cling to the head.

  “Mmm,” he said rubbing his nose against hers.

  Slipping her hand lower, she fondled his balls, running her fingertips gently around their circumference.

  “Double mmm,” said Quinn. “Now let’s get you out of your jeans and panties.”

  He popped open the button on the top and eased down the zipper, fingering the lace on the front of her panties as soon as his hand slipped inside.

  “I love lace but I like what’s behind it a whole lot more.”

  She wiggled her hips, helping him to free her body of both jeans and panties. She kicked them to the side and lifted up her sweater. When she’d showered earlier she hadn’t bothered to put her bra back on.

  “Get on my bed,” he said.

  She’d never liked a bossy man before, but there was something about Quinn’s demands that she loved. It turned her on like she never would have thought. She got onto his bed, knees first and crawled up to the top by the pillows, looking over her shoulder to see what he was doing. He was watching her butt.