Page 11 of Riding Cowgirl


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“Come over here, little mama. I need that tight little pussy.”

I blow out hot air and stare down at the giant who’s kneeling in front of me. He buries his face in my pussy and digs his hands into my hips to lock me in place. His tongue flicks, his lips suck, and there’s a sound coming from his throat like he can’t get enough of me.

My knees buckle beneath him and every ounce of me is desperate to come. I thrust against his touch and grind into his face, pumping and whimpering, anxious for more. “Fuck me, Tex! I have to feel you. I need your cock.Please!” This is more than desire. This is need. A yearning, empty void that needs to be filled immediately… or else.

He growls under his breath and pulls me closer. “Get your pretty little ass up on the bed. I want you on my lap, bouncing and purring.”

I love it when he gives me orders.

I nod and climb onto the bed when a bright light shines in from outside. It’s strange, but I ignore it. An actual alien spacecraft could be landing outside right now, and it couldn’t compete with Tex and his giant frame.

I climb up onto the bed, positioning my ass for a spank when the door swings open with a heavy thud. No knock, no announcement, nothing but cool desert air on my bare ass.

Tex grabs his t-shirt off the ground and covers me before reaching for his boxers. It’s no use. The officers have guns aimed at us.

“Don’t move. Hands in the air.”

Tex and I obey, but if I know Tex like I think I do, there’s not a bone in his body that wants to comply. He’s never been one to submit to authority.

I glance toward him, then back toward the uniformed officers pulling out handcuffs.

What the hell is going on?

“There must be a mistake, officers. We—”

“Are you Sierra Tyne?”

I nod.

The larger of the men glances toward Tex. “And you’re Brad Bently?”

I cringe for Tex. He hates his name. I also know immediately what this is about. I don’t know why I didn’t think of it right away. Johnathan has ties to the police all around the south since he’s been threatened so many times. If I had to guess, he offers somemonetary compensationfor their troubles.

The officer steps toward me and covers me with his jacket as though I’ve been held against my will. “We’ll get you back to Jonathan in no time, Ms. Tyne. Come with me. We have—”

“Get your fucking hands off her!” Tex stands from the bed and growls like a wild animal with no regard for how naked he is.

I glance up toward the officer. He’s a thin man with a wide-brimmed hat and dark gray eyes. “Look, whatever you think happened is wrong. I—”

“You’re confused Ms. Tyne. Everything is going to be okay.” The man is cutting me off every chance he gets, and though he’s pretending to comfort me, I can’t help but feel as though his motives aren’t pure.

“Let her go!” Tex growls, fighting against the two men attempting to cuff him. They’re nearly half Tex’s size, but with their guns drawn, I’m not sure that matters. You can see Tex is running the numbers in his head, too. His eyes are calculating how far he can push before the officers can justify lethal force.

I scream and thrash against their touch, desperate for Tex, but the man grips me tighter. “It’s going to be okay, sweetheart. Calm down.”

Sweetheart? Calm down?

I blow out a heavy sigh and stare up at him as he opens the back door to the cop car. “How did you find us?”

“Your mom helped.”

My brows narrow. “My mom? How would my mom know where I was?”

“She saw you leave with Tex and told Johnathan right away.”

“Okay… but that doesn’t explain how you found me in the middle of nowhere New Mexico?” I think I’m trying to stall until I think of a better plan than asking questions.

“Your mom identified your assailant’s license plate and Johnathan let us know what to look for.” I always said if I went missing, my mom would be the first to find me.

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