| Author: | Anjette Avery | ISBN: | 9781476149004 |
| Publisher: | Anjette Avery | Publication: | May 8, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Anjette Avery |
| ISBN: | 9781476149004 |
| Publisher: | Anjette Avery |
| Publication: | May 8, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Amy has never had a one-night stand before, and while agreeing to pretend to be two different people and meeting up at a bar with her husband might not completely count, it's the wildest thing she has ever done. Little did she know her husband would get way too much in the game! Bringing toys and a need for public sex, he is determined to break through all of Amy's inhibitions!
"Cowboy Toys" is a sexy short that contains public sex at a bar, toys, mild M/f dominance, and one wild man dressed as a cowboy.
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:
“Why don't we take a booth, huh? More private.” Jesse—for at this point Amy was beyond thinking of him as her husband—took her rough by the arm and pulled her back into a corner, sitting her down next to him. They faced a wall, the other side of the booth left empty, locking them into their own private world, the sounds of the bar securing their sense of privacy. Whiskey Mountain was always busy, and there was no better place to hide there than in plain sight, among the throngs of drunkards and sex-driven couples.
He was kissing her within moments of sitting down, his tongue forced down her throat, hands exploring the curves of her body, touching and scratching at the bare skin on her lower back like he was trying to peel her open and find the wild creature within. Fingers grasped the knot keeping her shirt tied up and closed, and he loosened it, letting her shirt lay open, revealing the delicate skin between her breasts.
Amy pulled back then, handing coming up across her chest, redness creeping up on her cheeks.
“You've got nothin' to be embarrassed about, darling.”
“We're in public!”
“So?”
“So? People can see us!”
“And now a damn one of them cares, lady.”
“I'm still not comfortable with this.”
“Fine, fine. You can keep 'em away for now, but at least let me keep kissing you.”
Amy softened at this, buttoning her shirt and then pulling him in for a kiss. It was not long before he was sucking her lips, biting her bottom one if she tried to pull away. His hands were strong against her, keeping her pulled into his orbit, and the forcefulness of his kisses left her weak and wanting more, so much so that she did not protest as he found his way to her thigh, massaging it gently as he crept farther and farther up her short skirt.
Amy has never had a one-night stand before, and while agreeing to pretend to be two different people and meeting up at a bar with her husband might not completely count, it's the wildest thing she has ever done. Little did she know her husband would get way too much in the game! Bringing toys and a need for public sex, he is determined to break through all of Amy's inhibitions!
"Cowboy Toys" is a sexy short that contains public sex at a bar, toys, mild M/f dominance, and one wild man dressed as a cowboy.
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:
“Why don't we take a booth, huh? More private.” Jesse—for at this point Amy was beyond thinking of him as her husband—took her rough by the arm and pulled her back into a corner, sitting her down next to him. They faced a wall, the other side of the booth left empty, locking them into their own private world, the sounds of the bar securing their sense of privacy. Whiskey Mountain was always busy, and there was no better place to hide there than in plain sight, among the throngs of drunkards and sex-driven couples.
He was kissing her within moments of sitting down, his tongue forced down her throat, hands exploring the curves of her body, touching and scratching at the bare skin on her lower back like he was trying to peel her open and find the wild creature within. Fingers grasped the knot keeping her shirt tied up and closed, and he loosened it, letting her shirt lay open, revealing the delicate skin between her breasts.
Amy pulled back then, handing coming up across her chest, redness creeping up on her cheeks.
“You've got nothin' to be embarrassed about, darling.”
“We're in public!”
“So?”
“So? People can see us!”
“And now a damn one of them cares, lady.”
“I'm still not comfortable with this.”
“Fine, fine. You can keep 'em away for now, but at least let me keep kissing you.”
Amy softened at this, buttoning her shirt and then pulling him in for a kiss. It was not long before he was sucking her lips, biting her bottom one if she tried to pull away. His hands were strong against her, keeping her pulled into his orbit, and the forcefulness of his kisses left her weak and wanting more, so much so that she did not protest as he found his way to her thigh, massaging it gently as he crept farther and farther up her short skirt.
