| Author: | Anjette Avery | ISBN: | 9781476466385 |
| Publisher: | Anjette Avery | Publication: | May 8, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Anjette Avery |
| ISBN: | 9781476466385 |
| Publisher: | Anjette Avery |
| Publication: | May 8, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Natalie loves two things: sex and cowboys; and when the rodeo is in town she sets her eyes on Jason, the number one competitor in the circuit. He's more than a little hesitant to comply, however: but when some daring words are spoken the two find themselves locked in a sexy power-play in front of the whole bar!
This sexy short contains explicit public sex, and two hot as hell characters.
Part of the "Saloon Sluts" series: Whiskey Mountain Saloon is the hottest country and western bar in town. More than sexy girls in short skirts riding big mechanical bulls, Whiskey Mountain is known to house a wild time or two... behind closed doors, in booths and bathrooms, or just out on the bar!
EXCERPT:
“So, is it the people watching that does it for you? Do you like the girl to feel shame?” Nat asked. He was warm behind her, and did not respond for a time. It seemed to her he was either taken aback by her questions, or thinking of just of the right words.
“Something like that.” He paused, trailing off.
“And you think it'll be fun to do me in front of this whole bar?”
“It might be.”
Jason reached out to grab his beer, but Nat caught him by the hand, pulling it down to cup her breast. “One way to find out.”
She could feel him tense behind her, as his fingers explored the softness of her breast. He caressed the tip of her nipple, rubbing it through her shirt, and glanced up at the bartender. The man had decisively turned away, chatting up a young couple from out of town.
“It's nothing this bar hasn't seen already, Jason.” She sounded annoyed. “Besides, if you're so into this voyeurism thing, you shouldn't care if we get kicked out. There's always the parking lot. Unless the police catch us, and then we can always try to get it on between the cell bars.”
He did not speak. His hand still rested on her breast, thumb hooked on the top of her bra, massaging her skin. Her shorts were riding up her ass, and she rubbed herself slightly against his erection.
“Why do I feel like you were lying just to get me to say 'no'?” Her hand crept up behind her, searching out the zipper of his pants. She fumbled a moment with the button before getting it to spring open, and then tugged at the zipper. Nat brushed her fingers against his cock, slipping in through the opening of his boxers. He lurched forward as she did so, hiding himself against her backside and leaning in over top of her. He stuttered, unable to find the words.
Natalie loves two things: sex and cowboys; and when the rodeo is in town she sets her eyes on Jason, the number one competitor in the circuit. He's more than a little hesitant to comply, however: but when some daring words are spoken the two find themselves locked in a sexy power-play in front of the whole bar!
This sexy short contains explicit public sex, and two hot as hell characters.
Part of the "Saloon Sluts" series: Whiskey Mountain Saloon is the hottest country and western bar in town. More than sexy girls in short skirts riding big mechanical bulls, Whiskey Mountain is known to house a wild time or two... behind closed doors, in booths and bathrooms, or just out on the bar!
EXCERPT:
“So, is it the people watching that does it for you? Do you like the girl to feel shame?” Nat asked. He was warm behind her, and did not respond for a time. It seemed to her he was either taken aback by her questions, or thinking of just of the right words.
“Something like that.” He paused, trailing off.
“And you think it'll be fun to do me in front of this whole bar?”
“It might be.”
Jason reached out to grab his beer, but Nat caught him by the hand, pulling it down to cup her breast. “One way to find out.”
She could feel him tense behind her, as his fingers explored the softness of her breast. He caressed the tip of her nipple, rubbing it through her shirt, and glanced up at the bartender. The man had decisively turned away, chatting up a young couple from out of town.
“It's nothing this bar hasn't seen already, Jason.” She sounded annoyed. “Besides, if you're so into this voyeurism thing, you shouldn't care if we get kicked out. There's always the parking lot. Unless the police catch us, and then we can always try to get it on between the cell bars.”
He did not speak. His hand still rested on her breast, thumb hooked on the top of her bra, massaging her skin. Her shorts were riding up her ass, and she rubbed herself slightly against his erection.
“Why do I feel like you were lying just to get me to say 'no'?” Her hand crept up behind her, searching out the zipper of his pants. She fumbled a moment with the button before getting it to spring open, and then tugged at the zipper. Nat brushed her fingers against his cock, slipping in through the opening of his boxers. He lurched forward as she did so, hiding himself against her backside and leaning in over top of her. He stuttered, unable to find the words.
