Single Cowboy Novels & Stories

As I added more lube to my dick, he grinned, putting his boots back on, "Cowboys always fuck with their boots on...don't they?" A hung cowboy wearing only boots in a hayloft was a tired movie plot, but it was hot as fuck. I smirked, looking into those sparkling brown eyes, "I don't know, but they're sexy as fuck on you...wouldn't be the same without'm." Watching his big dick bob around was mesmerizing, but I anxiously bent him over and pushed my fingers inside. When he started flexing around them, I grinned, "Guess that means you're ready."

Irina turned towards her, her grey eyes sparkling with mischief. "Huh?" "The rancher," she said with a roll of her eyes as though she couldn't believe Everest didn't know who she was talking about. "Oh." "Yeah. The sexy cowboy is single too." Vaughn shook his head at the woman. "Irina, he has a fucking kid."

The rodeo grounds smelled of dust, leather, and adrenaline. Floodlights cut through the warm Texas night as the final event of the evening wrapped up. Felix Anderson, 24, stood near the chutes, heart still racing from the spectacle he’d just witnessed. He was a city boy through and through , slim, clean-cut, with neatly styled light brown hair and a button-down shirt that looked wildly out of place among the cowboy hats and Wranglers. He had come to the small-town rodeo on a whim during a weekend road trip, expecting cheap entertainment and cold beer.

I didn’t know bikers possessed the capability to be nice! “If you still have to go, sweetheart, go! But this time, I’m staying around,” he said and winked before he squeezed out of the small stall and closed the door behind him. A little moment later, I heard the water running. Bending down, I could see that he was still there, seemingly washing his hands and face. “You know,” I heard him muttering. “You could have warned me that I look like the living dead!” What was up with this guy?!

They have no air conditioner I don’t know if that’s to go with the times they are depicting or just not wanting to pay for those bills. Anna rushes through her shower and gets ready quickly maybe she’s wanting to get in as much as she can today too. Today’s plans are a short walk to a rodeo near here and then a fair ground not far from there. The best part is the walk in between the two. We head to the rodeo and it’s amazing to watch the rope skills of these men. Then the bare back riding and how fast they could move on their horses. The scariest part was definitely the bull back riding. It was intense and when the riders are thrown off everyone worries together until the animal and rider ar

Chapter 3: That Day Waves of relief washed over Jenny as the trailer began moving. She'd heard the cowboy return, pausing to speak to the horse in a warm, deep tone. "Alright, Dahlia, let's head on home." Now, out on the highway, the motion settled into the monotonous rhythm of the segmented concrete slabs that made up the road they on which traveled. The trailer was open at the end, and a vent was open near the front to provide ventilation for the horse. Which made it cold for Jenny, bare legs and all, so she hunkered inside the huge black hoodie, leaning against the side of the trailer.

he laughed. Just before the bridge, Damien held up,his arm to stop. Damien was a 'Dead I' and could see with great detail at distances over a mile away. Pointing at Makai and then to the ground, indicating him to stay there. Makai nodded. Damien slipped away into the dense foliage, looking more like a dark whisp, rather than a wolf. After he couldn't see him anymore, Makai crouched low, trying to attack if needed. Damien flew out of the trees at the back of whoever was standing in front of Ni-Ko, tackled him to the ground. Once he saw the attacker, Ni-Ko dropped to his knees, doubling over with laughter. Makai ran over quickly, and had the same reaction!

Zephyra was glad for once, someone else was taking all the lusty looks from the men in the room. Though when she looked at the men, Zephyra was the one now giving the lusty looks. All three of them looked like they stepped right out of a Harlequin Romance. There was the Texan cowboy, complete with western-style boots and a Stetson hat. Next to him the badass military or cop persona. His light hair was cut short, and as he scanned the room, he silently threatened pain to anyone who dared to mess with him or his people.

"Now, I know you disrespectful pricks are not true cowboys because once a woman says no it's no. I will let you have this final warning come near us again the rest of you will get the same treatment." I let go and the guy dropped and I watched his buddies drag him off. One of the cowboys walked up to me and smiles "so, would you like to dance."

I sighed and said, “Don’t you dare tell mom and dad.” “What are you doing and why is it a secret?” Jacob asked in a gruff voice. “Calm down dude, it's nothing that bad.” Corbin stirred in his sleep and opened his eyes lazily to look around and out the window. That didn’t last long. “That bad?” Jacob asked in irritation. I huffed and said, “I’m following the rodeo circuit through some of the western states. I’ve been riding broncs and some bulls, but it’s nothing like riding these damn cowgirls that follow me around.”