Fantasy Cowboy Novels & Stories

Saffy glanced at the white cravat studded with a sapphire pin. "Hi, are you two going to cosplay? You look... fabulous," she murmured. Saffy couldn't take her eyes off them, and the cowboy was glaring at her, his eyes red, and his fangs were showing under his top lip.

Team green and Team Blue make a nice team. After playing kiss, kill or marry, we were getting to know each other. "Adrianne, what's your greatest fear?" Matt asked, staring at me with a look I didn't like at all. "Losing people I love." came my reply. Matt grinned, showcasing two dimples I hadn't seen earlier. I mentally cooed at them. "Who doesn't have that fear? I hate you Sam, bit I'm scared of losing you." He said, sniffing dramatically. The teacher gave an eye roll.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

" What is a barn? What is the job of a cowboy? Aren't they meant to be dirty? " This question from Maximo put a smile on ma'am Eda's face. She shook her head in the negative then reply softly. " You got Nothing to worry about Maximo. Your allergy is all healed up and no, the job of cowboy is just to take care of their horses " " Horses? And their... " He couldn't finished as he look away in disagreement. " I don't think I can be a cowboy. Those dirty job is not meant for me "

Foolish and dumb, my lips part, eyes poke, reckless mind fucks the consequences, and imagine Adrian’s tongue sliding into my mouth, down my throat, fucking my mouth… “Knox.” I jerk, falling out of my fantasy world. Thanks to my dark skin, you can't see how ridiculously red I am. I’m not prepared to see two sexy eyes holding me still. Adrian’s eyes. Has he been watching?! Oh, god! Now I wish for the ground to open. “Wanna know why I’m the cowboy?” Knox extends his hand, saving my day. I unhesitantly place my hand in his, not caring about the shit he’s bluffing.

He wraps his arm around my shoulder and says, "Well, well, well, if it isn't the prettiest cowgirl in the west. Think your horse has what it takes to beat that other dude's time? Let's show 'em how we do things 'round here!" As Kale Crain said in Dreamer, "My horse beat every horse that shows up!" And I flutter my lashes like a giggly girl, 'cause let's face it, who doesn't love a good underdog story? Cortland's laughter echoes like a thunderclap and shakes me to my core. It's like he's using a jackhammer to break down the walls around my heart. Damn it, why does he have to be so hilarious? My defenses are crumbling faster than a sandcastle in a tsunami. This guy is a danger to my emotional

“And you wanted me to notice.” “Yes.” He hooked his fingers into her thong and dragged it down her thighs, letting it pool at her ankles. Cool air hit her soaked pussy. He groaned softly. “Look at you. Dripping down your legs already.” One thick finger traced her seam, gathering wetness, then pushed inside without warning. She moaned, pushing back. He added a second finger, pumping slow and deep, curling to hit that spot that made her knees buckle. “You’ve been fantasizing about this, haven’t you?” he said against her ear, leaning over her. “About me bending you over my desk and fucking you raw while the campus walks by outside.”

What chance of resistance could I possibly have against Jaxon West, the hottest, most masculine cowboy I had ever set my eyes upon? T. B. C!

“Sometime will you tell me what you are doin’ with these cowboys in your dreams?” “I’d rather show you. But we’d need a third player in our game…of pinochle. I don’t suppose you’ve got a hot guy friend who’s up for a rodeo?” Hell yeah, his buddy Jack would totally be up for that. “Lord, you’re killin’ me, woman, teasin’ me ’bout your fantasies. You are gonna share those details, right?” “Yes. But I’m too tired to do the fantasy justice right now. Maybe we can act out some of the…more challenging parts later. I vaguely remember a scene with ropes.”

"But who takes a nap naked on the floor with the pillow under their knees instead of their head?" "What are you thinking?" "That he told me this was something he would never do." Alvarez turned to Emma. "You talked about this?" She nodded, slipping the phone back into his hand. "I asked him once what was the one fantasy he wouldn't do for his clients. He said this."