Crushed Velvet

CRUSHED VELVET

The Velvet Series

LeanoreElliott

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Editor:
Lea Ellen Borg

Cover Art provided

By

Wicked Muse Covers

©June, 2013 Leanore Elliott

Wicked Muse Publishing

For all of us ‘Plush girls’ who love a good erotic adventure…

I never expected the response I’ve received from these little Honky Tonk books, but it seems there are many women out there who feel like I do.

Curvy Women Can Dream Real Big!

The Velvet Series:

http://tinyurl.com/VELVET-SERIES

Double Plush

Hot Blue

Crushed

Hammered
(Coming soon)

See The BBW Velvet Video:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WuBha8yKDAg

THE VELVET SERIES

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DOUBLE PLUSH VELVET FANS

“
This was a sexy, sweet read and I was sad to see it end, the author was so subtle in the beginning that I didn’t see the big reveal that was to come.

I’m happy to say this author will be adding to her curvy series, she’s got two more in the works. Yeah BBW writers and readers everywhere!
”
…Solexa423

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“
Omg!! I LOVED this book! A woman looking to obtain confidence, twin cowboys, a momma who’s witty, a sister who’s fierce,
a
housekeeper
that
doesn’t know her elbow from her ass and more cowboys on hand!

Yum!! I couldn’t put this book down!
”
…Lisa Zetouna

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HOT BLUE VELVET FANS

“
I love the first book to this series and the second book did not disappoint. I cannot wait to read the 3rd book…though it would be bittersweet I don’t want it to end, I just want to keep reading more about these guys in Flatonia, Texas.
”…
Lein Linn

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“
This series is unique, as it is erotica written with the BBW in mind, or what I like to call BBWW (Big Beautiful Wonderful Women). The books not only entertain and insight, but they empower females. We, as women, need positive heroines that we can relate to.
”…
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PREFACE

F
latonia, Texas…

A delightful little town that keeps the old spirit of history alive. Despite its size, it is a busy little place with pockets of industry. The railroad is big there with actual tours of the railway stations and such. There are real cattle ranches there as well, which I depicted in this story.

The houses are so charming with green trees and huge yards. When you walk through downtown, the buildings are well painted and preserved. There are some with a vast historical significance, and you will feel like you are walking through history.

The people are good natured and friendly, and the land isn’t as flat as the name implies. There are rolling green fields of purple bluebonnets, trees and some lush scenery.

The heritage of these Flatonians is varied: German, Italian and Czech. There is also a Spanish line mixed in with the flavors of this frontier west.

Why did I choose Flatonia for my Velvet Series? Charm, sassiness and a bit of home cookin’!

Today, on our Kindles? We all get to visit South Texas again.

In Crushed Velvet, a few hot men may be easy to get but hard to hold. We will get lost in a world where the women are curvaceously courageous while giving us accomplishments to cheer for.

Hang on for a sexy, velvet ride…

Leanore Elliott

ONE

Watch out for that…

Beautiful Barbed Wire…

Triple K Ranch, along the Flat River, Flatonia, Texas

Kanda Kincade knew this was wild and insane—to hog-tie a man and practically rape him. Yes, he was all man and more than she ever dreamed of. He’d said he wanted her too and that cinched the deal. She decided to finally rid herself of her overly long-held virginity. Yes, she had some doubts and he kept warning her, but she wasn’t going to back down now.

“Stop!” Wade Monroe shouted.

Kanda glanced at him. The look in his eyes was fierce. Those piercing blue orbs of his seemed to reach right into her guts and take hold. She stared down at his beautiful cock that stood ramrod stiff, despite his pleas for her to stop.

“What if you’re—you’re not ready?” he asked.

Her body trembled as she squatted over his hard frame and stroked his hard throbbing tool while noticing the wetness between her thighs. “I’ve been ready for a long time.”

“No, I mean what if it hurts because you are too—I mean, if there’s no lubrication?”

Kanda knew for sure it wasn’t a problem. “I’m as wet as a waterfall.” She gave him a wink. “Besides, I don’t get your debating this… I mean, you’re a man and don’t men love sex?”

Wade looked insulted. “Well, that’s sexist as all hell.”

Don’t quit now, Kanda! Just do it!
Kanda was suddenly afraid that maybe she couldn’t pony up this time and doubt crept in as she looked over at his face again. She could see the sweat trickling down his forehead. “Well then, maybe you could consider it a favor?”

His eyes widened. “A favor?”

Nodding, she decided not to listen to common sense or to him and she positioned herself again, while reaching down to open her slick folds. “Yeah. Do me—this favor by—
doing me
?”

The corners of his lip tugged as though he might smile at her joke. Instead, he took a deep breath and watched her lower herself to the tip of his cock. “God Dammit, woman!”

Her smile grew. “It’s not every day a girl get’s to pop her own cherry, ya know? This is a big favor and I will find some way to pay you back.”

Wade bit at his lower lip and kept silent, though his large body seemed to shiver as he kept his gaze on her, while she positioned herself over him.

She took a deep breath.
Talk about taking the plunge!
I’m gonna be hittin’ the saddle while wearing nothing but spurs.
Lowering herself carefully, their flesh met. The tip of him sat at the entrance. It felt satiny and firm at the same time.
It’s just like pulling a tooth, right? Or pulling out a splinter; just do it and do it fast.
She let out her breath and sat straight down on him with a skin-sliding
thump
.

~~
****
~~

Plush Stud Ranch, Victoria Texas

Bren heard a knocking on wood and her eyes fluttered open.

“Hello?” a voice called from the other side of the bedroom door.

Turning her head, she saw Trevor asleep next to her.
Oh, wow.
To wake up next to her cowboy was like a dream.

The door opened and a trolley was being pushed into the room. “Breakfast!” Maggie called as she wheeled the tray in.

Bren hopped up and grabbed her silk robe. Tying the sash, she gazed up to see the young girl she met in a closet the day before yesterday.
The Peep Show
as she now called the experience.

Maggie was whistling a tune as she pushed the trolley in. She pulled it to a stop, then halted. Her tune died on her pursed lips. Looking stunned, she stared at the bed.

Bren automatically knew what she was staring at as she glanced down and over at the bed.

Trevor was naked under the sheet and it was wrapped around his lower body. His smooth, wide chest was exposed and his hard abs looked like hammered rivets along his stomach.

A sleeping god. A cowboy dream, with lips so yummy
… For a few seconds, Bren herself was caught in awestruck gawking.

His smooth skin was so delicious to look at as his long, tan, skinned frame was stretched out along the mattress in all its glory.

Bren even had to wipe a bit of drool from the corner of her lip.

“Holy hot bee’s wax!” Maggie gasped out.

Bren’s gaze shot up and over to the young stunned looking girl. “Um—?”

Maggie left the cart and tiptoed over to the bed. Her avid expression didn’t change as she stepped closer. “He’s like—like some kind of…”

Bren felt a grin break out on her face. “Yes, he is like some kind of…” Her eyes swung down to Trev again.

Maggie still looked as if she was standing on the tracks while mesmerized by the train lights. “Where did you find him?” Her voice was low with wonder.

Bren shook her head and thought about what it took to even be here with Trevor. “You don’t just up and
find
this kind of man, Maggie.” Her eyes drifted back to see Trev open his eyes. “You have to go after this kind.”

Maggie stood very still while she stared. “Just tell me where to look and I’ll be right there!”

Trev looked up at Bren and then his eyes swung over to Maggie.

“Well…” Bren smile hugely. “As a matter of fact? There is one who looks exactly like this one.”

“No way!” The girl gasped.

“Yep. But he isn’t anything like this one. He just looks like him.”

Trevor cleared his throat and attempted to pull the sheet up. Unfortunately, it was pinned under him. He gave up and tried to look unconcerned.

Bren let out a giggle.

Maggie’s giggling joined hers.

He looked back and forth between them. “What the hell’s so funny?”

Both girls quieted but their grins remained.

Trev stood up and the sheet slipped. A few seconds ticked by before he realized he was ‘all out’.

Maggie stumbled back. “Lord all mighty!”

Trev gazed down, then grabbed the silken linen to cover himself.

Bren bit at her lip.

“You’re—I mean—wow!” Maggie almost shouted.

Bren couldn’t hold in her laughter anymore and she burst forth with a wicked guffaw.

Trev harrumphed and tightened his hold on the sheet. “Now, you listen here. I ain’t no stripper or a manwhore, ya got it?”

Maggie’s face looked flushed. “Then, you aren’t one of Mama’s new studs?”

Bren covered her mouth with her hands to stop the unwanted mirth from escaping her lips.

“A mama stud?” Trev looked affronted and outraged. “Whatever the hell that might be—I certainly am not!”

Maggie backed away till her plump behind bumped into the cart.

“Well, he would sure make me a pretty penny or two.”

They all gazed over to the door where the statement had come from.

Mama Daisy stood in the doorway, decked out in leopard skin leotards and a matching black lace corset. “You can get along now, Mags. I’ll take care of…” She paused as she took a good look at Trevor, wearing the sheet. “…The guests.” Her eyes twinkled with appreciation.

Maggie was still staring at Trevor’s magnificence as she nodded and backed all the way to the door.

“I meant today, young lady. So, stop that gawking and get going!”

Maggie stood for a few seconds more. “But, Mama, he’s
the
most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen!”

Daisy Plush clicked her tongue, stomped her spiked heeled boots and pointed to the door.

Maggie sighed and back-walked slowly out while still facing the room as her dumb grin continued to grow.

Without further ado, Daisy shut the door on her pinkened awestruck face. “You sure know how to ’cause a stir,
Cowboy
.” Her gaze swung over to the sheet-wearing Trevor.

Bren nervously peeked over at him while knowing he was probably gonna blow his top soon.

“I thought this room was private. It’s you and that—that girl causing all the—”

Daisy placed her hands on her ample hips. “Ooh! He’s just gonna tell me off while wearing nothing but a silk sheet?” She chuckled. “Hot damn, Bren, you’ve got an alpha male here for sure.”

Trevor looked baffled. “An alpha—?”

Bren took the look on his face to mean that this was gonna get out of hand real quick like. She stepped in front of him. “Mama!”

Daisy was still chuckling. “It’s okay, baby doll. No harm, no foul. I do have to agree with Mags though; your cowboy is
finer than cream gravy on buttered biscuits
.”
She gave Bren a wink. “I just wanted to check in on ya and see if…” Her voice kind of faded away as she seemed to be trying to look past Bren.

Noticing her mother’s avid expression, Bren flipped around.

Trev was busy putting on his jeans, his firm buns bare for all to see.

Gasping, Bren stepped over to block her mom’s view. “This ain’t no peep show, Mama!” She crossed her arms over her chest. “You’ve got a truckload of men to ogle here and you don’t need to be eye-raping my man!”

Daisy looked a little shocked, though her wicked smile showed that she was faking the supposed trauma. “Eye-rapin’?”

“Yep! You heard what I said. Don’t you got no sensibilities?’

“Me?” Daisy burst out laughing. “Hell no! I got rid of that nasty habit when I was thirteen and you know it.”

Trevor stepped closer to Bren. “Does everybody call you Mama?”

Daisy Plush stopped laughing and stared at him. “Nope.”

He shook his head and reached around Bren to grab his shirt. “That little fluff bunny you kicked out of here called you that.”

Bren was puzzled by his changing the subject now that she was good and mad at her mama for embarrassing the crap out of her.

Daisy released a huge sigh as her expression became stern. “Only my kids call me Mama.”

“Kids?” Bren gasped and swung her gaze over to her mom.

“I always meant to tell ya. Maggie is your sister.”

Bren took a step back and covered her mouth with her hands.

Trevor grabbed her arms and pulled her close. “Just take it easy now. It’ll be okay.”