STORY EXCERPT

Sammie felt the sudden change in the air, like it was charged, and even before she turned around, Sammie knew that Cowboy was close. She turned slightly and glanced his way. He wasn’t like the other men. He was a big man but he didn’t have that rough appearance that a lot of the bikers had, and he was the only man that didn’t hug her. Her mind drifted back to that one time that he did. It was her second date with Jake, and after dinner he had persuaded her to go to the Salty Dog for a few drinks. She had gone back to the bathroom and left Jake at the bar.

She had turned to walk down the hallway to the ladies’ room when she saw him step out of the men’s room, a tall hunk of a man. Her skin began to tingle when she noticed that the man was checking her out from head to toe. His eyes met hers, and she could feel her breath leave her body as she looked into the darkest eyes she had ever seen. A lazy smile spread across his face as he boldly walked right up to her.

He stretched an arm across in front of her and leaned against the wall, his voice deep and sexy. “Hey there, sweetheart.”

Sammie’s heart stopped as she tried to step aside. “Um, excuse me.”

“What’s the hurry, baby?” He moved forward, blocking her way and causing her to step back against the wall. He had an arm to either side of her and he leaned in close.

Sammie’s heart was racing like an Amtrak train. She was trapped. She could smell the alcohol on his breath and a hint of sandalwood. He was so close. She knew that she should cry out for help but for some reason she couldn’t. She looked up into his eyes and all that came out was a soft, “Please.”

His eyes darkened and he bent closer, claiming her lips at first softly then with more urgency. His arms slid down around her, pulling her close, and she felt like liquid fire. She didn’t want to respond but found herself lost in his kiss. Her lips moved against his and her hands moved up to his chest. Suddenly he pulled away and Sammie reached up, slapping him hard across his cheek, then ducked under his arm and ran into the bathroom. Looking back as she entered the bathroom, she saw him throw his head back, and she could hear his laugh echoing as the bathroom door closed.

Sammie slipped into a stall. How dare he! Just who did he think he was? She felt like she had run five miles. Her heart was racing, her breathing rapid, and she was hot. On fire, in fact. She put her hands against her cheeks to cool them.

After finishing her business and washing her hands, she smoothed her hair and applied a fresh coat of lipstick to her slightly swollen lips. Her face was flushed as she stepped back to view herself in the mirror. She had on her favorite pair of skinny jeans, which sat low on her hips, four-inch black strappy sandals, and a black top. The top was low in the back and draped softly over her breasts to fit snugly just above her jeans. The outfit really showed off her curves, and with her blonde hair hanging loose past her shoulders, she knew she looked good. Still, that was no reason for a stranger to accost her. She moved to the door and peeked out. He was gone. She felt a stab of disappointment and quickly pushed it aside as she stepped out into the hallway. By the time she reached the end of the hallway she was sufficiently composed and she turned into the bar, stopping for a minute to look for Jake.

Jake was still standing at the bar and had his back to her. She moved toward him and could see that he was talking to someone. As she drew closer she could see that Jake was talking to him, the arrogant stranger who had kissed her in the hallway. Her skin began to tingle when she noticed the man’s eyes moving slowly from the tips of her toes all the way up. His eyes met hers and she could feel her breath leave her body. She came back to earth with a jolt as she bumped into someone. After muttering an apology, she willed herself to move forward. She didn’t look back at his face, but she knew that he was still looking at her because she could still feel the heat of his dark, mysterious eyes. Soon she was at Jake’s side and he was sliding an arm around her waist, pulling her close.

“Sammie, this is my brother, Cowboy”—he turned to Cowboy—“and this is Sammie, my date.”

ADULT EXCERPT

He cradled her breasts in his hands as his lips touched first one then another firm nipple. He moved lower, spreading kisses across her stomach as his hands moved to her hips. He could feel her hands in his hair, pulling his head closer to her body. He released the ties that held her leather shorts and slowly lowered them from her hips, letting them fall to her ankles. In the dim light of the tent, he could see the pale softness of her pussy at the juncture of her thighs, and he had to force himself to bend down to remove first one of Sammie’s boots then the other. He untied his own boots and removed them. He could feel his dick straining against his jeans as he stood back up. He unzipped his jeans, slipping them off quickly. His throbbing cock was standing at full erection and he prayed he would be able to hold out long enough for Sammie to be satisfied.

He picked Sammie up and laid her back on the makeshift bed, kissing her. His teeth nipped at her lips and then moved down her neck. His hands roamed her body, feeling the flat, soft skin of her abdomen then coming up to feel her large, firm, rounded breasts. God, she was all that he had imagined her to be. He squeezed her breasts gently as he buried his face in them. Then he moved his mouth to one nipple, kissing, suckling, and nipping at it before moving to the second one. He could feel Sammie’s hands in his hair, pulling his head down on her breasts as she moaned softly. He trailed kisses across her stomach then down to the juncture of her thighs. He knelt between her legs and bent to kiss her smooth waxed pussy. He spread the soft flesh and flicked his tongue against the tiny, sensitive bump resting just above her moist cleft. Sammie arched her back as Mitch’s flicks became little nips then sucks. Her moaning became louder and louder until he felt her body tense as she had an orgasm. Surprised at her quick climax, he continued to flick his tongue against the responsive nub. His only desire at the moment was to please her. He placed a finger against the cleft below the nub and slid it into her moist, hot pussy, moving it slowly in and out. She tensed and arched her back as she came again, and he could feel the moist, hot walls of her pussy squeezing against his finger. He could imagine how good it would feel to have her squeezing against his throbbing cock. God, he wanted her in the worst way.

As another orgasm ended, Sammie reached down, pulling Mitch back up to kiss him deeply on the lips. Pushing him over onto his back, she leaned over him to spread kisses on his face and neck. She rubbed her full breasts across his chest and felt her pussy clench as his hands caressed her breasts. Sammie moved down the length of his body, nipping at his nipples, spreading kisses, licks, and bites across his chest and abdomen, making his cock throb. She put her tongue at the base of his dick, running it up the length and it rose to meet her lips. Sammie grasped his dick with one hand and placed its throbbing head in her mouth. Her lips encircled it and she moved her tongue around the base of the head then, pulling back, she flicked her tongue against the sensitive area on the underside. Moving down, she licked his balls, gently sucking one into her mouth then the other before moving back up to give more attention to his throbbing cock. She took it into her mouth, taking as much as possible of the hard, thick cock then sliding up the shaft before slowly moving back down, over and over.

Sammie wanted him inside her and she rose up, straddling him on the air mattress. She felt his dick pressing against the cleft of her pussy. It was thick and long, and Sammie was afraid that it might not fit inside her. She had certainly not ever had sex with anyone as large as he was. She slowly lowered herself on him. She could feel his cock, thick, hot, and hard, pressing against her as it moved into her wetness. God, he felt good, and soon she was lost in her sensations.

Mitch couldn’t believe how wet, hot, and tight Sammie was. He had his hands on her waist and he moved her slowly up and down on his throbbing cock. God, he hoped he didn’t come right away. She was too much. The lights of the bikes passing on the makeshift road allowed him to see her gorgeous body as she moved against him. Her long blonde hair fell forward across her heavy breasts which swayed as she moved against his dick. He moved his hands up to cup the undersides of her breasts and she leaned forward to brush them against his chest. Sliding his arms around her, he rolled her to her back. He rose up to avoid crushing her with his weight, and she wrapped her legs around him. He pushed himself deeply into her tight, wet pussy.