Cowboy Bikers MC #5

by Esther E. Schmidt

  Cavier starts to neigh and Chucky gives a response. Colt chuckles. “In a moment, boys, you get to play.”

  “She’s a girl,” I scold, and Colt simply chuckles again as I dismount.

  A few minutes later Chucky is in the paddock and both horses are running and making sharp turns to follow one another.

  Leaning on the fence, I sigh and say, “I could watch them for hours.”

  “Cavier has been alone for a long time, but it seems he enjoys the company of a pretty lady.”

  A smile spreads across my face and when I turn my head, I realize Colt is watching me instead of the two horses.

  “I guess he’s the same as his owner.” I step closer and lean my head on his shoulder.

  His arm sneaks around my waist and pulls me closer. “You’ve brightened my life for sure, doll. I guess time has come for the both of us to shift gears and hit the throttle for better things.”

  “Is that why you’ve invited people here? I know you’re normally the other way, keeping people away from this place.”

  I feel his body tighten and a grunt leaves his throat.

  Lifting my head, I need to know. “What’s wrong?”

  A deep sigh slips over his lips as he steps away and points at the veggie garden. “Let’s grab some tomatoes and get things started for our guests. They will be here soon enough.”

  I’m staring at his back as he heads for the tomatoes but my anger is suddenly rising; I know he’s keeping something from me. It’s the same reaction he gave when I questioned his grim face when he received a text right before we headed for the cabin. He simply said Garrett would be joining us for dinner later.

  “Okay, buddy. Start talking. I know you won’t lie but I also know you shutting down and not telling me shit means something is up and you refuse to let me get involved. Newsflash, asshole. We’re together and this means we share. Good and bad. I thought this whole shitstorm we went through these past few weeks made that very clear.”

  “Shitstorms have aftereffects. True survival means balancing to keep your head above water and not letting anything scare you, not even fear itself. But I’ve also never had something clawing at my chest, and I know for fucking sure it’s because I’ve never had an old lady. Something completing my life and losing it means the end of life as I love and now know what it was meant to be. So, precaution is what I’m going for. Eyes open, ears sharp, doll. Hence the visitors to soothe my worries and have some added bodies around us just in case.”

  I know he’s right. And I might have been swooning over the fact my life changed for the better and how bad times are behind us, but I also know very well things can turn to shit in the blink of an eye.

  And a cautious person is stronger than a careless one. And I also know not to let anything consume you and I trust Colt to handle this part for the both of us. It’s been only a few hours since my brother accepted my future and I’m sure he needs to inform some of his guys who weren’t at the meeting he just had with Weston.

  And with Cannon forcing himself upon me a few times, it’s not hard to realize how he will react when my brother tells him I’m never going to be his. This has to be the aftereffect of the shitstorm Colt just mentioned.

  Letting my rambling thoughts go, I try to shift topics and ask, “So, we’re getting married, huh?”

  “I plan to knock you up, hopefully before we’re married. Everything between us is a done deal, Kadence. Signing papers and make things official is just ticking another box off the list I have in my mind to make sure you’re taken care of. If something happens to me…everything you see will be yours.”

  Crap. Here I thought to make light of things while I get some hard chunks of emotion thrown back. And it should warm my heart but I feel conflicted. Not to mention he’s acting like he’s going to expel his last breath sometime soon.

  “What else is on that list of yours? Next to starting a family, getting hitched, and dying?”

  Colt spins around to face me. “You’re pissed.”

  A statement, not a question. Jeez, he’s a real winner. I should give him a beer to toast his words of success.

  “I plan, Kadence.” There isn’t a hint of anger in his voice, but a hint of vulnerability instead. “I’m not a young foal darting around on this fucked-up planet. I know what I want and how it needs to be in some form of timeframe because when I want something, I crave to follow through. And with you I want everything. Except for the dying part, that for sure as fuck isn’t on my list.”

  Clearly, we’re still exploring one another and more of our quirks and character traits will rise as we move forward. I know Colt has held off about us being together because of the eight-year age gap. But there’s more to life than the little more than a handful of years in between us.

  Yes, he might be more of a planner, something I never once tried or thought about. But it doesn’t mean I won’t follow his lead. He might be the one taking the next step forward but it’s made with determination and absorbed with the thoughts for the both of us.

  “Make sure it stays off the damn list and we will get along just fine,” I mutter and try to stalk past him but he grabs my waist and drags me against his body.

  My back is plastered against his front while his head falls to the crook of my neck to nuzzle my skin.

  “Always ready to fight, but so fucking cute with acceptance. Your whole appearance and background screams recklessness. Yet, you have your eyes wide open, and one hell of a brain that’s always crackling before settling. You’re a brilliant woman I’m proud to call mine, doll. Just know everything I do will always be done for your safety and well-being.”

  I should swoon but his words make my skin prickle with awareness. Safety and well-being. Is there still danger I’m not aware of besides Cannon? I’m about to question him but the kisses along the line of my neck are very distracting.

  “Screw dinner preparations,” Colt says, his voice husky and laced with desire.

  His fingers slide into my hair and he tightens his hand into a fist, giving me a bite of erotic pain. A gasp parts my lips. Lips he greedily covers with his own, diving his tongue into my mouth in search of mine.

  Without breaking the kiss, he spins my body and grabs my ass. This man’s hands roaming my body spurs my inner sex kitten to purr with delight. He breaks the kiss, snatches my wrist, and drags me off toward the cabin. Once inside he heads straight for the bedroom.

  His fingers glide over the fabric of my shirt, pulling at the hem and lifting it over my head. We peel away the layers of clothing until everything is scattered around us on the floor. This man with his hair tied back, thick muscles ripping his body with strength is breathtaking.

  His inked sleeves and chest make my mouth water and I know I will make time in the near future to trace every line with my tongue. I reach forward and wrap my fingers around his thick girth.

  He’s hard and there are veins wrapping around his length, pulsing and hot in my palm. The thick red tip is glistening from precum leaking from his slit. I rub my thumb over it and bring the digit to my mouth to taste him.

  “Fucking hell, woman,” he growls in a guttural tone.

  I keep my eyes pinned on his when I sink to my knees in front of him. Guiding his dick, I part my lips and suck him into my mouth, earning another growl in reply. His hands slide into my hair, tightening to grip my head as he pulls me forward and rocks his hips to take control as he starts to fuck my mouth.

  My pussy clenches as lust rises. Dammit, this man is everything and in this moment I gladly hand over my heart and soul because the way his eyes are staring down on me makes me aware I already own all of him in return.

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  – COLT –

  This woman stole my heart but when I glance down to see her take my cock into her mouth as she stares up at me in adoration and lust? Fan-fucking-tastic. Earthshattering and soul-scorching.

  She’s all mine and the trust she easily hands over as I take her head and start to thrust
in her mouth is overwhelming. The tingle rises at the bottom of my spine. She just started sucking cock and yet I’m ready to blow from the mere heat and vision.

  I’m debating pulling out because I want my cum coating her insides as I take her sweet pussy again, but there’s no time. All that’s left is surrendering to bliss as my cock thickens a fragment more before it starts to pulse and I shoot my cum down her throat without warning.

  A guttural groan rips from my chest and in response she moans around my cock. I watch how her body trembles as she swallows down my cum and the way her eyes fall shut? I just know my woman had a damn orgasm sucking me off.

  I repeat; fan-fucking-tastic.

  Taking a step back I let my cock fall from her mouth and quickly hoist her up by the arms. I slam my lips over hers and plunge my tongue inside. Her hands roam my body and the way she drags her nails over my back reminds me of the same desperation of lust I saw in her eyes right before she got the both of us off.

  That reminds me. I end the kiss and growl, “I need to taste that sweet pussy. You got yourself off, didn’t you? Did you rub that little bundle of nerves while I held your head and fucked your mouth? You had your hands free. You did, didn’t you?”

  A husky smirk slips over her face as she walks back to the bed until it hits the back of her knees. She lets herself fall back…and fuck me…her hand slides over her pussy and she starts to rub her clit while the fingers of her other hand start to pump in and out of her slick pussy.

  My cock twitches and starts to harden while I watch, enthralled by her skills. She might have been a virgin, my cock being the first one to take her, but it’s very clear she knows exactly how to pleasure herself.

  I palm my cock and start to stroke and squeeze. Stepping closer to the bed, I place a knee on the mattress. Her gaze is heated and locked on where I’m gripping myself. She won’t be for long, though. I press my cock into the sheets and let myself drop to my forearms for a personal show up close of my favorite place on this planet.

  Pink, puffy, and glistening. Her arousal is wafting around me and I’m unable to hold back. Her fingers are still inside her as I flatten my tongue and lick her from ass to clit. The little gasp followed by a needy moan goes straight to my balls.

  Hell, I just came but I’m ready to hit her with another load of cum. Not yet. First, I need her to orgasm on my tongue before I let her pussy squeeze my cock with another rippling bliss for the both of us.

  Fingers pumping in and out are blocking me from more of her deliciousness. A growl rumbles low in my chest as I flash up, grab both of her wrists and drag them underneath her ass. This allows two things to happen at once; her pussy to rise and her hands contained, putting her completely at my mercy.

  Her legs are draped over my upper arms and the sight of her pussy spread open in front of me is a sight to behold. Unable to resist I lean forward and slide my tongue through her folds. I let my teeth graze her clit and right after cover the bundle of nerves to give it a full assault of sucking and flicking it with my tongue.

  Her whimpers and breathy moans are rapidly filling the air, followed by, “Oh God, Colt! Yes. Shit. Fuck. Oh God.”

  Yeah, my woman isn’t ashamed to ramble and scream out how I affect her body. Her taste intensifies and my name is moaned loud as she shatters in my hold. I let go of her wrists to grip her hips and press my face tighter against her pussy to lick away the remainders of her orgasm.

  Her fingers are now tightening in my hair in desperation to either push me away or drag me closer, the way she’s gripping me I have no clue. It must be because I’m teasing her swollen clit with my tongue and the little bundle is highly sensitive.

  My cock is harder than it’s ever been and I decide it’s time to change things up. Getting to my knees, I easily flip her over onto her hands and knees. I grip her hips and make sure her ass is high up in the air, placing my palm between her shoulder blades to push her upper body into the mattress.

  Sitting back, I take in the beauty spread out in front of me. Damn, what a magnificent ass. Unable to resist I lean forward and lick from clit to ass, letting my tongue tease her little hole. And the gasp of surprise is evident.

  Though when she moans and presses back, I know for sure my woman is up for anything I have in mind. And there’s a lot of dirty things I want to do with her and every single thing revolves around pleasuring her while getting my very own twisted fantasies soothed.

  I grip her ass cheeks and spread them. The glistening mirage is making my cock twitch. Letting go of one cheek, I palm myself and let the thick head slide through her folds to coat it with her slickness.

  Slowly pushing inside her pussy with gentle thrusts I try to pace myself, but my woman has other ideas when she slams back and impales herself fully. Fuck. I hiss through my teeth and let myself fall forward, placing a hand next to her head.

  “Fuck, woman,” I growl.

  She moans in response. Fucking minx. Here I thought I needed to hold back a little since she’s inexperienced but it seems she likes to dive in full force. And I should have known because this woman is all about dive in first, think later.

  Regaining control has me lifting up while taking her wrists again, placing them in one of my hands on her lower back. And to make sure she stays in place I grip her shoulder and start to pound my cock deep in and out of her pussy. My balls curl around her clit with each thrust.

  My grunts mingle with her gasps as her pussy clenches around my cock. Keeping her restrained as I tunnel through lust and haze. Thank fuck I already came once so I can last a little longer, but the tightness of her pussy rippling in a pending orgasm has me lifting my hand from her shoulder and heading for her ass.

  My thumb strokes her tight ring, dipping down to where we’re connected to lube it up. Her hands start to pull at my restraint but I tighten my hold as my thumb breaches her little asshole. My cock keeps pounding inside her pussy and through the thin layer I can feel myself inside her.

  “Oh, fuck…oh…I’m gonna…oh…” Moans of pleasure are loud when she comes beautifully around my cock while I claim each and every inch of her body.

  I let my thumb slide out, set her wrists free, and grip her lush hips to roughly fuck her until my balls draw up and cum rips from my cock in fast jets to brand her pussy all over as mine, and only mine.

  I whisper her name as a silent plea, falling forward and unable to catch my weight. A grunt leaves her but she doesn’t complain at all. I take a few harsh breaths before I can roll off, regretfully sliding out of her. Reaching for my woman I drag her close and drape her over my chest.

  Both our hearts pound in sync as we try to catch our breaths. Lying on my bed, Kadence close, and our bodies well sated and slick with sweat is a moment in life which allows me to live in the moment and realize it doesn’t get any better than this.

  Hell, if it were only a fragment of what we have I would be a lucky man. But the way we fit is a match made in heaven on this fucked-up Earth.

  I kiss the top of her head and regretfully murmur, “We have to get up. Visitors are about to arrive within…fuck. I have no idea. I lost track of time.”

  Her giggle spreads over my slick skin and causes an electric current to slide through my body. This woman. So damn perfect and my cock twitches with interest. No way am I able to start back up where we left off but the fucker sure has the thought of doing just that. It only proves I won’t ever get enough of her.

  She releases a deep breath and slides off me, pulling on my hand to tug me along. “Come on, shower time.”

  Hmmm. Shower. Now that does give some options to get my hands on her body. Knocking on the front door blows that thought to shit.

  “Dammit. You go ahead, doll,” I tell her and kiss the top of her head. “I’ll handle our guests so you can get ready.”

  She rises up on her tiptoes to place a teasing kiss on my lips before dashing away into the bathroom. I watch as her curvy ass sways, but I am rudely ripped from my vision as the door closes and
the pounding on the front door starts up again.

  “I’m coming,” I bellow and reach for my jeans.

  Dressing quickly, I head for the door with newfound strength inside me. I feel lighter and my head is filled with new goals and plans, breathing in life itself and it’s all because of the woman who completes me.

  Alfie and Joaquin stroll inside as I head for the kitchen. “Make yourself at home, I have to get things set. Ledger and Mayven will be here soon. Garrett too.”

  “I might have invited Roper and Cassidy.” Alfie grins.

  “I think I heard Weston and Harlene were heading this way too,” Joaquin quips.

  The door swings open and Decker and Muriel stroll inside.

  “For fuck’s sake,” I grumble. “Why are y’all coming here? We should have held a damn barbeque at the clubhouse.”

  Alfie snickers. “Dude, it’s not every day you open your crib to people. Besides, we know how good your steaks taste.”

  Kadence strolls into the living room. There’s a beaming smile on her face and her hair is pulled into a high ponytail.

  “Hey, everyone. Head into the garden and have a seat, I’ll be right out and bring refreshments in a sec,” my woman says and strolls up to me.

  She takes my hand and pulls me into the kitchen. “Can you grab some of the meat? I’ll start the salad and put some bread in the oven after I’ve asked them what they would like to drink.”

  I respond by taking her mouth in a kiss. “Thank you,” I murmur against her lips.

  “What for?” she asks, a dazed look on her face.

  “For being you,” I tell her and kiss her nose.

  I head for the fridge and hear her sigh in contentment, watching her ass sway out of the kitchen the next moment. Yeah, I will fight damn hard to keep her happy and will kill anyone who threatens to take away our happiness.

  Time passes where food and drinks flow in a decent matter. I don’t think I’ve had this many people visit me at the same time. But with my woman being the perfect hostess, I must say, it’s not as much as a struggle as I thought it would be.