Cowboy Novels Romance Novels & Stories

His hands mauled her breasts, pinching and twisting the nipples until she whimpered into his mouth, her body arching toward him. Breaking the kiss, he shoved her down onto the cold kitchen floor, her back hitting the tiles with a thud. Nova lay there on her back, legs splayed as Adam lowered himself beside her. He hooked one leg over his hip, sliding his cock back into her sopping heat with a single, deep thrust. His hand found her pussy again, fingers rubbing her pussy in firm circles as he began to pump into her steadily. Ecstasy tore through Nova like lightning, tears streamed down her cheeks as she cried out, her hands clutching at her own breasts, squeezing the soft flesh in desperation

"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

Despite his urgency to reach home, Jasper decides to take Lianna and her horse along with him on the journey back home to Montana. Meanwhile, Alpha Briar West, a composed and confident leader, faces a new challenge when an unforeseen issue arises from the recent cattle thefts at Wolfe Ranch. He becomes the target of the enraged Alpha from the Winnipeg Pack, who seeks retribution for a debt. As if this predicament wasn't enough, Briar also finds his mate in an entirely unexpected manner. Now, this cowboy must navigate the complexities of his relationship with his free-spirited mate, Sloan Taylor.

He retrieved the novel and red the title out loud. “Forcefully Wedded, ruthlessly loved by the Billionaire Mafia.” “What type of book is this, is it about naked people?” He teased, he was referring to the barely dressed couples on the cover page who looked like they were actually having sex. “It’s a dark romance.” I said shyly. “How dark is it?” He asked. “Oh! The Male lead is unhinged and a total red flag. He reminds me of you.” “So I am unhinged and a total red flag?” He asked, leaning towards me.

She is one of the club whores that Raine doesn't hear much from. She seemed to respect the old ladies and only hung with the single brothers. One of the new club whores was riding Cowboy and obviously not shy at all. Raine couldn't remember her name, not that she really cared. Raine downed a couple of shots to give her liquid courage. She wanted to try something new for Jax. She was afraid he missed the public displays or the sharing with the brothers. Not that she'd ever fuck him in front of everyone, but there were other things she felt she could try. She started kissing and sucking on his neck. One had roamed under his shirt up to circle and tease his nipples.

I ask in an amused chuckle. “I think it fits,” Ryder laughs. “I think you are the stud,” I counter. “No. I’m your ‘Babe’. You can be ‘Stud’ or ‘Cowboy’,” Ryder teases, but I know he is serious. “Are you suggesting I ride you?” I ask. “Only if you want to. I could ride you, Cowboy,” he replies more seriously, grabbing my hips and then kissing me. “I’ll consider it. You know, I’ve never even considered a male mate before, at least not since we had both gotten our wolves and hadn’t felt the bond instantly,” I reply.

When she did not find him, she drove to Entre Rios, but she did not find him either, neither in her stables, nor in her fields, that night she would rest in the old cabin she rented that distant day, when she was just a Mexican woman lost in the great province, and then she would go to continue with her business. That night it was raining, the drops were falling on the old sheet metal, they were playing music all over the place, Maria De La Cruz, turned off her cell phone, and prepared herself for her solitude, she prepared the bath tub, a glass of white wine, and relaxed, she fell asleep without noticing, suddenly in her dreams, she felt some strange footsteps walking through the corridors;

She raised her brows. “Seriously?” He narrowed his eyes at her. “Yes, seriously! Ah yous should check it out too, come I’ll read it out to you, it’s great!” She clapped her hands in excitement. “No thank you, you know I don’t read romance,” He shook his head. “But it’s a unique one,” She protested, “A popular mystery/thriller writer is thrown inside her own novel! How cool is that?” “Hmm?” he raised his brows. “Did it pick your interest?” She wiggled her brows. “Ah, the guy has the same name as you, by the way,” She added.

My childhood friend promised to marry me once we came of age — but at my wedding ceremony, he gave my wedding ring to my stepsister, Summer Hugh. At the time, it was Victor Lowell, the fearsome mafia heir, who saved me by publicly announcing he had loved me for years. In the five years we had been married, he would fulfill every wish I had, even those I mentioned offhand. I truly believed I was the center of his world. All that changed when I stumbled across a top-secret folder as I was cleaning his bookshelf. The very first page was a file on Summer, with three red words printed in bold, “Top protection priority.”

I knew my dick was drooling, but then I felt the drippy, when she sank down and settled in my lap. She was wet as hell, and the sight of her impaled on my dick and anxious to ride, was probably going to make it a short ride. I tried to calm down, as she started a sensuous, cowgirl bounce. Those tits were gonna do me in too, but looking back, I doubt my solution really made me last much longer. I grabbed my glass and sipped whiskey, while watching my wife ride my cock. Raising the glass, I toasted, "To a cowgirl and cocktails...baby girl, I think we are made for longer weekends."