Corralling the Cowboy (4 page)

“
We’re fine,” he repeated. “Just going to head home,” Joe
lied.

“
Miss, are you alright?” The guard asked, clearly unwilling to
leave her with Joe if she didn’t want to be there.

“
I’m fine.” She peeked around Joe’s body and waved at the
guard, her other hand stayed busy straightening her
clothes.

He took
a few steps towards them and lowered the flashlight beam. “You
folks have to move along,” he informed them. “The midway is closed
for the night and the rides are all finished. I know how exciting
the rodeo can be, but you had best continue this someplace else.”
He laughed aloud at his own innuendo. “Pick up your hats and I’ll
walk you to the gate. Before someone comes along and sees
you.”

Ten
minutes later, he shut the park gate behind them and they burst
into laughter. “Geez, do you think he saw us?” Alex asked between
chagrinned giggles.

“
I think he watched the whole damned thing,” Joe responded
torn between laughter and anger. He pulled Alex into his arms and
cupped her cheek softly in his hand. “Sorry about that. I didn’t
mean to take advantage, or to get us caught. And I sure as hell
didn’t intend for some perv to watch us. I just can’t resist
you.”

She
kissed him deeply. “You gave me plenty of chances to leave.’ She
buried her face in his shoulder and mumbled, “Besides, the thrill
of getting caught was exciting. I just didn’t expect to actually be
caught.”

“
Neither did I.” He kissed her again. “Can I buy you a drink
in compensation for the indignity of getting caught?” It was a poor
effort at keeping them together and they both knew it.

It was
cute how he returned to the mock formality he had used when they
first bumped into each other. Was he nervous? Now? Alex glanced at
her watch. “At one thirty in the morning?” She didn’t really want
to leave him yet so she added. “Your place?”

“
I live on a ranch nearly two hours from here, how about
yours?” He suggested.

“
Um,” Alex waffled. She didn’t really know him well enough to
take him back to her place. She had a policy of not taking strange
men home with her and while she didn’t usually fuck strange men
either, she wasn’t about to break another rule, no matter how hot
the man was. And Joe was hot. Hot enough that she already wanted
him again.

Joe
could see that she was uncomfortable with the idea of taking him
home. “A hotel?” He asked tentatively. “I like you Alex, and I want
to spend more time with you.” He lowered his lips to hers, unable
to resist the temptation of kissing her again.

Thank
god, she thought. I’m not done with you either. Her body still
burned with unspent desire. She needed more of this man and she
poured every ounce of that desire, that unused passion into her
kiss. She pulled his head down against hers, crushing their mouths
together, and driving her tongue into his mouth. Their hats fell,
unheeded, to the sidewalk. Her hands tangled in his short hair,
tugging and guiding their kiss.

He
lowered his hands and cupped her ass, lifting her against him,
putting their mouths on an even level. His hands wormed their way
under her skirt to stroke her soft, naked skin.

The
harsh sound of metal banging on metal jarred them back to reality.
The security guard was banging his flashlight on the gate. Joe
dropped Alex to her feet and she smoothed her skirt down, trying to
avoid looking at the guard. She couldn’t decide whether she was
mortified or amused by the whole thing.

“
Move along folks, finish this someplace else. There’s a taxi
stand half a block down.” He stood there hands on his hips, a big
smirk on his face.

Scooping
their hats from the ground, Joe placed Alex’s on her head and used
his to make a sweeping bow towards the guard. “Your wish is our
command.” Laughing, he took Alex by the hand and led her towards
the taxi idling just up the street.

Trapping
her body between his own and the taxi, Joe looked down at Alex.
“Look,” he said, “I don’t want to pressure you. If you want to
leave I understand.” Softly, he traced the line of her cheek with
his finger. “I like you Just-Alex and I want to get to know you
better.” He fiddled with the brim of his hat with one
hand.

“
There’s a couple of ways to do this,” he continued. “I can
give you my number, pay for your cab home and let you go. Maybe
you’ll call me some time. Or we can find a hotel and spend a bit
more time together.” He wrinkled his brow. “That came out wrong. No
pressure there either. Hell, I’ll settle for a coffee shop.” He
shrugged and looked nervous, as if his admission embarrassed
him.

Alex
placed her hands on his chest and pushed him back a step. Turning,
she opened the taxi door and slid inside. She winked up at him.
“Are you coming, or are you gonna stand there and jabber all
night.” She laughed when he tripped in his haste to get into the
car. Turning to the cabbie she said, “Where can we find a
hotel?”

The
cabbie finally convinced them that there was no way they would find
a hotel this late at night during Buffalo Days. Every room in the
city had been booked for weeks, maybe months. They settled on a
quiet all-night coffee shop he recommended. As the taxi pulled away
from the curb, Alex cuddled up to Joe’s side and rested her head on
his chest. His arm snaked around her shoulder, his hand warm
against her chilled skin. As the evening had progressed, it had
become cool. Wrapped up in their loving, Alex hadn’t noticed the
chill until she climbed into the cab.

“
Oh, you’re nice and warm.” She wiggled herself closer to his
heat.

“
Your arm is freezing, you must be cold. I’ll warm you up,” he
said, cupping her chin in his hand and tilting her mouth up to his.
He kissed her softly and drew her further into his arms. “Damn you
taste good,” he whispered against her lips.

He was
wrong, Alex thought, she didn’t taste good, he did. But he was
right about warming her up. Heat rushed through her and she quickly
lost the chilled feeling. She snuggled closer and crawled right
into his lap, her legs straddled his and his arms were wrapped
around her. His hands were hot on her back and arms, his mouth
scorching as he kissed his way along her neckline.

She
raised her hands to his shoulders, revelling in their width and
hard muscles, exploring each curve and hard line. It wasn’t enough;
she grasped the neckline of his shirt with both hands and yanked it
open.

“
Good thing it’s a snap front shirt,” he laughed. “Or all my
buttons would be gone.”

Alex
didn’t care; she slid her hands inside the shirt and lowered her
mouth to taste him. How could a man taste that good? She nibbled
and licked his chest, her tongue teasing his pebbled nipples. He
grunted and twisted under her touch and she laughed.

“
You’re at my mercy now,” she said, lightly biting one
nipple.

“
I think not,” Joe said; his hands cupped her breasts, his
thumbs stroking back and forth over her nipples.

Shivers
wracked her body, darting out from her nipples and lodging in her
core. Damn she needed him. Again. Her arms dropped to her sides and
she leaned back, exposing herself to him. She wanted to touch him,
to explore his body and find all the places she had missed earlier,
but his touch left her weak, breathless and unable to do anything
but enjoy his caress. She whimpered her surrender. Distantly, she
thought she heard the cabbie clear his throat but she was beyond
caring. She was desperate for more, to take Joe inside her once
again and he had barely touched her.

She had
never reacted to a man like this and had chalked it up to the
excitement of being with a stranger in public. Now, she wasn’t sure
that applied. While she didn’t really know Joe, she felt safe with
him. Why was she so aroused by Joe? Confusion wracked through her
and she stiffened on his lap.

“
Sh,” Joe whispered. “Don’t over-think this.” He kissed her
again and she forgot her objections.

Her
short skirt was binding her legs, cutting into them, so Alex yanked
it up, heedless and uncaring that her entire ass was exposed. There
was something thrilling about exposing herself to Joe while the
driver watched. Adjusting her position, she ground herself down
against Joe’s rock hard cock through his jeans, loving the way it
felt against her wet, open folds. She writhed against him, pumping
her hips back and forth, stimulating her clit. Reaching behind her
with one hand, she braced it on his knee and gripped his shoulder
with other. “Touch me,” she urged, pushing her breasts forward as
she ground against him.

Joe
teased her breasts through the thin fabric of her shirt and bra.
With an abrupt motion he yanked her shirt up and shoved the bra out
of the way. He lowered his mouth and sucked her left nipple into
his mouth. He teased the nipple with his teeth and tongue before
moving on to the right one. He played back and forth between them,
building her arousal, fueling his own until he couldn’t take it any
longer.

Reaching
under Alex he fumbled with the multiple buttons of his jeans. Damn,
he would never wear a button fly again. Access was just too
difficult, especially while keeping his mouth busy on Alex’s
delectable breasts. He was in a hurry, and a zipper would have been
much faster. He fumbled frantically at his buttons, tearing one
free in his haste to unfasten it. Uncaring, he dropped the button
on the seat.

Alex
lifted her weight onto her knees, and shifted backwards, allowing
his hands access to his fly. She gripped his head between her
hands, tangling her fingers in his short hair, guiding his mouth
between her breasts, helping him find the perfect spot, the perfect
motion to please her. His mouth felt so damned good against her
heated flesh, but she needed more. She felt his hips buck as he
yanked his pants down a few inches to expose his cock fully. With a
twist and quick jerk of her hips, she encased his cock deep inside
her and dropped down to grind against him.

“
Finally,” she groaned. “Damn that feels good.”

Joe
grunted his agreement and thrust up against her, sinking his cock
fully into her moist heat. Heedless of the taxi’s motion and the
fact the cabbie’s attention was divided between their actions and
the road, they moved with one another. There was an urgency to
their coupling, in spite of their earlier release. The electricity
between them was unmistakable and undeniable.

They
rode each other hard and fast. Alex’s arousal peaked quickly, her
pussy clenching around him as it built. Her fingers dug into his
hair and she forced his face upwards. She devoured his mouth and
when his tongue tangled with his, her orgasm overcame her and she
cried her release against his mouth.

The
tight, hard clenching of her pussy around him was more than Joe
could bear. Alex’s cry of relief tipped Joe over the edge and he
slammed into her. Once. Twice. Three times, before exploding into
his own world of pleasure and release. Slowly, he eased back to
reality and kissed Alex gently on the mouth. His lips were soft as
he rained small kisses all over her face and neck.

His
gentle kisses pleased Alex and made her feel cherished in spite of
the urgency they had shared. “Damn that was good.” She kissed Joe
and slid off his lap, pulling her bra back into place. She
straightened her shirt and held out her hand. “Panties
please.”

She
surprised him by blushing when she asked for them back. “I was
hoping to keep them as a souvenir.” He pretended to pout, but dug
in his pocket and held the scrap of lace out. He straightened his
clothes and she pushed the panties back at him. He tucked them back
into his pocket and watched Alex and smooth her skirt into place.
Clothing repaired, he cuddled her close to his side and kissed her
gently.

Lost for
something to say, Alex thanked him, and added, “I enjoyed that
immensely.” Her handed brushed something small and round on the
seat, she picked it up. His button! She slipped it into her skirt
pocket with a smug smile. He had really wanted her and this was her
proof, her memento of this wild night.

She
looked up and the cabbie met her eye in the mirror. He raised his
eyebrow and grinned at her, she grinned back. She knew that her
ardent response should have embarrassed her, but it didn’t. Joe’s
presence and his touch had moved her more than any man ever had. He
had given her some of the best orgasms of her life and she wasn’t
ashamed of that. She tipped her face towards Joe, kissed his cheek
and cupped his hand where is rested against her shoulder. Yes
indeed, there was something special about this man and his effect
on her.

A few
short moments later, the cab slowed to a stop outside a brightly
lit café. “Here we are folks. Gina’s makes the best coffee and pie
in town.”

“
What do we owe you?” Joe asked battling a bit of chagrin at
their antics and their inability to resist each other.

“
Mr. you’ve got yourself one special woman there. You don’t
owe me anything. Not one red cent,” the cabbie chuckled. “That was
one hell of a trip and a damned fine night’s entertainment. You’re
lucky I didn’t crash the car trying to get a better look. You folks
can ride in my cab anytime. No charge.” He handed Joe a business
card.