Hot Cowboy Novels & Stories

He watched the screen, as he answered, “Crow has never had something like this.” One screen had swirling dust and vehicles speeding along the road. The other screens looked rather quiet except for a small movement here and there. These were on their men who stood ready to fight. Cowboy squinted at the screen with all the dust billowing up, his eyes rounding. “Well, fuck a dammed duck.” Rain came over to stand next to him. “What?” She peered down at the laptop, then she gasped. “Is that a human being tied to the hood?” Her hand came up to cover her mouth.

Chapter 93: Westbound The road out of Houston stretched long and hot beneath a hard Texas sky. Nico sat in the passenger seat of Elara’s big Chevy Silverado 2500 XRT Custom, watching the city fall away behind them while the truck ate up miles with calm, unstoppable power. The cab smelled faintly of leather, sunlight, and the soft trace of Elara’s perfume. Everything about the vehicle felt like her—strong, controlled, a little intimidating, and built to carry more weight than it let on.

"From the moment we walk out of here until we come to an agreement, I pay." She stood and picked up her beer and mine. I followed her. She set the bottles on the corner of the bar, waved to the bartender and walked out. Outside she looked at the parking lot and said, "Which horse is yours cowboy?" "The blue rental Ford." I pointed. "I didn't think they would like me parking my semi here." I opened her door and when she was in I went around and got in. "Where's a good place to eat?"

“I thought you saw me standing here.” “No.” Her heart rate was slowing a bit and she took him in fully now: yep, yet another hot one, one that she hadn’t met yet. Blond-haired and blue-eyed, square-jawed and classically-handsome, all California lifeguard-esque, he reminded her of Captain America pretty strongly. Her eyes trailed over his clothes, appreciating that the man could wear a pair of jeans like nobody’s business. She took in his jean jacket and cut and – weirdly – a black cowboy hat. The hat should have been at odds with the MC leather and bad-assedness, but somehow this guy was pulling it all off just fine. He looked like he’d been born wearing a cowboy hat, and she didn’t even kno

AP growled as he pulled me out of Ciara’s grip. “Have fun,” Ciara said, wagging her fingers at me as Holden, Blue, AP, and Torque whisked me out of the lobby. “This is going to be a night to remember,” Torque promised as we stepped out onto the strip. “First stop, Crazy Horse.” “What?” I asked as Torque whistled for the taxi. “It’s a strip club.” AP grinned as he shoved me into the back of the taxi. “Now, get in and shut it.”

I'm gonna ride 'til I can't no more I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road I'm gonna ride (Kio, Kio) 'til I can't no more I got the horses in the back Horse tack is attached Hat is matte black Got the boots that's black to match Riding on a horse, ha You can whip your Porsche I been in the valley You ain't been up off the porch, now Can't nobody tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Can't nobody tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Riding on a tractor Lean all in my bladder Cheated on my baby You can go and ask her My life is a movie Bull riding and boobies Cowboy hat from Gucci Wrangler on my booty Can't nobody tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Can't nobody tell me no

No, I won’t give him the satisfaction of watching me cry. Dekk lowered his gaze. He looked, I’m not sure, sad I think. What the hell does he have to be sad about? He took everything from my family. What a monster. The hate I had held all these years began to surface. I slammed my fists on the table and stood up. Just as I did, the sharp fiery pain from before flared up in my lower back again. My knees buckled and I began to fall. However, before my knees could reach the ground Vycer was next to me, his cool hands pressed into my back as he hooked his strong, firm arms underneath mine pulling me into his chest. I laid my head against him. His cool hands calmed the pain and I was able to breat

Both Nate and Spade entered into the car, Nate looked at Spade as he turned on the car engine and drove out of the compound and into the quiet road "Where are we going"? He asked and Spade just turned to look at him "Oh, I can't tell you little Cucciolotto" he said with a sweet smile "it's a surprise and a secret, if I tell you I'm going to have to kill you" he said with a smile, seeing the way Nate's face morphed into one of slight terror, he burst out laughing as he placed his hand on Nate's thighs

Her figure was full and curvy, and every step made her skirt lift and fall again. My eyes never left her hips. I kept hoping I'd catch a glimpse of her panties. I wondered what kind a girl this cute liked to wear. "Connor, is riding a horse fun? I've seen them a few times before, but they're so tall. I was afraid they'd kick me, so I never dared to try." She suddenly turned back, clearly waiting for my answer. "Of course it's fun. When it runs, the feeling is amazing. I'll teach you in a bit."

I laughed at him, we were waiting in line for a chick flick teen wolf, with some skinny teens girls in their bikinis. "That was ninety minutes of torture Addie, who made a film that long about a teen wolf and their love of bikini babes and the power struggle of high school at the same time. I couldn't even understand the drama." He was truly annoyed, while I was laughing throughout the movie. He was palming his face over and over again, groaning in annoyance. Until the movie finally ended. He was in a really bad mood, I was still laughing my ass off.