Becca
For curious minds,
Once upon a time in the Hill Country of Texas, there lived a little girl who had it all. She had loving parents and a bratty but lovable little brother, and she still believed in fairy tales. Then as the years passed by, life happened. She had to grow up well before her time, her parents died, and she endured much heartache as she struggled to raise her brother on her own, but they’d made it.
Now, as an adult, she knew better. Fairy tales were meant for movies and romance novels, and although she would love nothing more than to indulge in the fantasy of a happily-ever-after when it came to love, in reality, it simply didn’t exist. Not in her life, not for a very long time.
And still, life went on. This woman became a successful career woman while her bratty but lovable baby brother was now a college man on his own. She was proud, strong, and busy. Very, very, busy, spending her days not only running her business, but maintaining her household, indulging in her art when time permitted, and being a part of town committees to keep up appearances. Who is this girl I write of you might ask? Well, let me tell you. She’s me, Ms. Anonymous.
*wink*
A lot of you have written in to ask about me, so I’ll give you another hint.
I’m a good ol’ southern girl, born and raised, conservative on the outside, but also a lil’ lonely and wild deep down. I’m someone you probably walk by every day without a second glance, and I haven’t been on a good date in years. Hence, all of this self love y’all.
Welcome back to Cowgirl Crazy, this is the blog where anything goes. Try to keep things respectful at all times. You’ve got questions and I’ll do my best to answer. This is a place to let loose, fulfill your curiosities, and enjoy the temporary escape. Who I am isn’t very important in the grand scheme of things, right?
Now, down to business, the fun part. Last week I was asked in the comments to review The Satisfier Pro. So here goes…
This clit stimulator is small with smooth curves and it has a nice silky silicone tip. It comes with eleven different unique suction sensations, a waterproof design, and conveniently it’s equipped with a charger for your ongoing enjoyment.
So, if you’re looking for a great toy that isn’t loud, is very easy to clean, and seriously does give toe-curling orgasms then this is the one for you. This Cowgirl gives it a 4.5 out of 5 thumbs up. I’ll post links in the comments section, or you can head down to your nearest sex toy shop to purchase one. Men, your ladies will thank you, and ladies let me just tell you…whew!
The name really does speak for itself. The Satisfier Pro is really a pro at satisfying.
So, while I fan myself off, I’d also like to give a shout out to Mr. Tall, tanned, inked, and sexy for being the highlight in my fantasies while I tested out this product. *Grins* I’ll tell y’all more about our encounter in next week’s post. At that time, I’ll be taking more review requests. So, think about it, make it sexy, and I’ll look forward to seeing what peaks your curiosity once again. Remember, I’ve got a list of products to choose from already, and if what you desire isn’t on there just let me know and I’ll see what I can do.
Pleasurable encounters and pleasant dreams,
Your number one Cowgirl Crazy lady,
E.
XO
***
Rebecca (Becca) Everett sighed as she shut down her computer and got up to put away her latest parcels. Inside, there was a giant pink vibrator with a mechanical tongue attached for double the pleasure, as promised on the box, and she hoped it was as good as advertised. There were a couple of tubes of lube, nipple clamps, and anal beads inside too. She took her newest additions and opened the big trunk at the bottom of her closet to throw them inside with the rest, and she shook her head in disbelief before a giggle escaped.
I can’t believe this is what my life has come to.
She’d started the blog as a way to open up, to get out of her comfort zone, while also keeping her anonymity, and it was booming with followers, so much so that she’d become sponsored. It was amazing how many people connected through it.
Her overflowing adult toy box kept on growing thanks to all of the companies that sent her the sex toys free of charge in exchange for a little advertising. It was a good gig too, seeing how lonely she’d been feeling lately.
It had been eleven months, three days, and Lord only knew how many hours since the last time she’d been with a man in the flesh. She nearly groaned thinking about it. She had a full life, though, a crazy busy one to help pass the time, but every now and again, she longed for something more than what she had. The page was amazing, all hers, and like-minded women enjoyed it too. It wasn’t your usual blog, but it was definitely getting recognition, mostly positive.
The loud rumble of a motorcycle outside startled her and she bit her lip as she walked to the window to catch a glimpse of it.
Hot damn!
She squealed and fled to the mirror to check her appearance.
Speaking of Mr. Fantasy Man…he was about to make an appearance in a minute.
Brody Mace, just Mace to his friends, drove by her house every day to get to the house he rented from her good friend, Sawyer.
Sawyer Maddox had moved back to town after the tragic passing of her sister, rekindled a relationship with her long-lost love, and became one of Becca’s tenants, once she’d opened Mad Ink. Currently located in a commercial property she owned, and they’d hit it off instantly. The tattoo parlor had been quite a success too. Hence, the sudden arrival of Mace, a sexy tattooist with a body made of sin, and according to Sawyer, he was also single, had a heart of gold, and was totally badass too.
Speaking of, the total package had just turned into her driveway with Sawyer in tow to see…her.
A cloud of dust and debris followed the drool-worthy man sitting atop the equally sexy machine making all that noise. There was just something about a man on a bike that did it for her, hell it probably did something to the entire female species. She snorted and turned to leave her home office to get the door.
Here goes nothin’.
“Hey, Becca,” Sawyer said as she practically skipped up the porch and enveloped her into a hug. “I asked Mace to stop by, so I can invite you to join us tomorrow night.”
“Oh?” She lifted a brow. “What’s up?” Becca stepped back as Mace joined them and gestured for them to come inside with a sweep of her hand.
“Well, now that Mace has settled in, a bunch of us were going to meet at Tipsy’s Bar to celebrate his welcome to Kerrville, and my engagement to Jagger.” Sawyer jumped with excitement as she showed off her new ring and Becca joined in on the excitement with a squeal as she hugged her again.
“Oh, my God. Congratulations!”
Mace chuckled and a whole new excitement started to build. Becca fidgeted to ease the awkwardness. Damn that man and her overactive libido, which increased since their run in a couple of weeks ago. “I also have a favor.” He stated and she took a deep breath before speaking to hopefully keep the nervous tremble out of her voice.
“Excuse me?” She was dumbfounded as she looked between her friend and her walking fantasy. It must have been the expression on her face because Sawyer and Mace both smiled at her widely.
“We’ll get to that in a minute,” Sawyer remarked and brushed her hand in the air like it wasn’t a big deal. “I still need an answer, tomorrow night, please say yes,” she pleaded, and Becca sighed because she was more of a homebody and everyone knew it, in this case, though…
“I have a committee meeting tomorrow night, so as long as it doesn’t run too late, I don’t see a problem with it.” She shrugged. “What time would you like to meet up?”
***
Mace
That a girl!
Mace studied the brunette beauty and became more and more intrigued every time he saw the woman. Today she had her long dark hair up in a messy bun with tendrils of hair falling out along the column of her slender throat, and he wondered if it was as soft as it looked. He shoved his hands in his front pockets, so he wouldn’t reach out and test it for himself. She wore cut off jean shorts that fell a few inches above the knee, and a form-fitting white tank that showed off her curves so damn well he was sporting a semi already, and he’d only been there for about a minute.
The two women were talking beside him, so it gave him a second to take in his surroundings. She lived in a nice two-story ranch style home with a large white wraparound porch on the outside. He’d rode by every day to get to and from work seeing as they were neighbors and all, but this had been his first trip inside. They all stood near the entryway so there wasn’t much but a big closet, a bench, a few pictures on the wall, and some hardwood floors to see so it didn’t give him much to go by in terms of Becca herself.
He’d asked Sawyer about her a few times, starting on his very first day after he’d helped the brunette vixen put away some stuff she’d dropped from her shopping bag after trying to hastily avoid a nosy old lady. The pink vibrator he noticed in those items just happened to be an added bonus, at least for him. It seemed the lovely Ms. Everett had a naughty side despite her good girl persona, and she really was good people from what he could gather.
So far, he’d learned Becca liked to keep busy. She’d not only raised her kid brother after their parents died, but she also owned real estate and worked on the committee for the Kerrville Arts and Cultural Center. She was friendly, beautiful, and according to Jagger, Sawyer’s new fiancé Becca had been through a lot when she was younger, so he’d better tread carefully. He was pretty sure he’d meant that as a warning to not break her heart, not as a warning to stay away.
Mace tuned into the conversation again just as Sawyer excused herself to use the bathroom. So, she was all his now, for a couple of minutes anyway.
Becca cleared her throat and blushed a pretty shade of pink when it became just the two of them in the entryway, and he winked at her for an added effect.
“H-how rude of me. Can I offer you something to drink?” She gestured behind her and looked everywhere but directly at him. She turned around and headed down the hall.
“Sure, sweetness.” Mace chuckled. Man, this chick was cute, especially when she got shy on him. He followed behind her until they entered the kitchen and he whistled. “Nice place you got here.” The space was bright with lots of big windows, the hardwood floors continued into this space. The dark wood accentuated the light cabinetry throughout, there was a large island in the middle and the granite countertops were immaculate. They were light but had swirls of black and gray, and was that sparkles in the stone? Shit! Girly, feminine, pretty, just like the woman who chose them for the design. “I may need your help down the road on Sawyer’s place. You know to give me some advice on decorating and shi…stuff.” He shrugged, now that the squirt moved in with Jagger he had the place to himself and part of his contribution for staying there was to fix the place up for her. It needed a lot of work.
“Thank you!” Becca smiled as she opened the fridge. “I’ve got a pitcher of sweet tea, milk, water, and coffee?”
“Water’s just fine.” he said as he leaned against the counter across from her. She bent over to reach into the fridge to get it, and he took the opportunity to admire her firm ass while she did it too.
“So, is that the favor?” she asked, as she stood, nudged the door shut with her hip, and tossed him a bottle of the cold clear liquid.
“Say what?”
“The favor you mentioned earlier. Was it for me to help you decorate the house?” She lifted an eyebrow and waited for him to respond.
“Not even close.” He smiled. “Sawyer mentioned you might have some free space for me to use as storage to house one of my babies until I get the garage finished. It’ll probably be only for a couple of months but…”
“Your babies?” she asked.
“Yeah, I’ve got a ’68 Yenko I’m almost done restoring so I need a space big enough to accommodate. You got any?”
“I’m assuming a Yenko is a car?” She bit her lip in concentration as she thought about it.
“Yeah, babe.” He shook his head, totally amused by that question. “It’s a super modified Camaro, a sweet ride too besides my bike that is. Maybe I should take you out in it sometime?”
“You guys are adorable,” Sawyer interrupted. She was leaning against the doorway watching the two of them with interest. “I’ve been here for a couple minutes already and neither one of you noticed me. I love it!” She clapped her hands together. “Speaking of love, Jagger just called, and he’ll be here any minute to pick me up. Thanks for the ride, Mace, I’ll catch up with you later. Becca, I will see you tomorrow, nine p.m.” Sawyer blew Becca a kiss and hugged Mace goodbye. “Have fun you two!” She wiggled her eyebrows up and down with one last parting look and disappeared down the hallway. A minute later, they both heard the door close and Becca surprised him as she giggled.
“Gotta love her, I swear.”
“She’s something all right,” Mace replied, shaking his head before he continued. “You think the squirt is trying to play at matchmaker?”
“Ugh, I hope not.” She fanned herself off as if she was hot suddenly. “Setups feel so forced to me. I’d prefer things to just happen naturally, no pressure, no expectations, and hopefully no disappointments. But maybe that’s why it’s been forever since I’ve dated anyone, because I tend to be picky.”
“Oh, I don’t know. It could work out.” Mace shrugged and took a sip of the water she offered. “I think sometimes people could use a little push once in a while. You only live once, right? And, it never hurts to try, unless you’re not feeling it. Then we’ve got a whole other problem.”
“Let’s just say I got tired of kissing a lot of frogs. This is all hypothetical though so there’s no problem here. Now about your car…”
“Fair enough. We can always go slow,” he interjected and nodded while he held her gaze with his own. “I’m cool with that because I gotta tell you, Ms. Everett, I’ve been thinking about you since our first run in and knowing Sawyer approves just makes it another win in my book. She’s like a kid sister to me. So, I don’t mind starting out as friends if that’s what you need from me, but I am interested so know that going forward.” Mace smirked. “Now close that pretty mouth before you catch flies. I can see that I’ve caught you off guard and I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable around me—ever. Now about my car, you think you’ve got space for me?”
***
Becca
Whoa! Am I dreaming here? Somebody pinch me.
“You’re amazing,” Becca said as she came out of her moment of stupor. “Sort of all over the place, but um, thank you. You surprise me, and I like it, but it’s sort of overwhelming at the same time. Being friends with you would be nice, the potential for more—let’s just say you’ve got me intrigued. I have to get to know you better before I can take that plunge, so I appreciate the patience you’ve offered. As for space, I’ve got a place, it’s close by, has plenty of room, and I think you’ll like it. Care to take a look?”
“Hell yeah!” He motioned forward with his hand. “Lead the way, beautiful.”
Oh, Lord, I was as nervous as a whore in church back there. Let’s hope a little air will calm me some. Deep breaths, Becca, in and out nice and deep, he likes you!
They were outside now and it was hot as Hades. Her skin glistened from sweat and the tendrils of hair that fell from her bun were beginning to stick to her skin. Becca threw on a pair of shades and smiled as Mace went straight to his bike as if he planned on going somewhere for her to show the place she had in mind.
“No need, Tattoos, it’s this way.” She motioned with her thumb in the direction behind her and began walking backward.
“Tattoos?” He smirked and followed her.
“The ones you have are nice.” She shrugged. “Are you not into nicknames?”
“Whatever you want, sweetheart, I’m game.” Mace winked, and he caught up to her again. It was quiet for a moment as they walked side by side and then he asked, “So do you have any?”
“What, ink?” She shook her head. “Not yet, but Sawyer is wearing me down. Her art is amazing.”
“It is, but she’s not the only one who’d love to mark you.” He chuckled. “Keep that in mind if you decide to take the leap. I’d love to show you some work I’ve done.”
“I’ll just bet.” Becca teased and reached out to trace the lion tattoo on his right bicep before dropping her hand. Mace was full of tattoos and maybe one day she might explore them more up close and personal. In the meantime, they’d arrived at the destination she had in mind.
She took a deep breath and gestured to the barn in the back of her house. It was empty, mostly used for storage, and had a space on the top where she liked to paint when she had a chance to. It was another one of her ways to escape her busy lifestyle. “So, this is it. It may need to be organized a little before you move your stuff in, but it should be enough room for you to work on your baby. The top loft however is off limits, my recreational space.”
She took out her set of keys and unlocked the barn door. “If you like it, I can have a spare key ready for you by tomorrow.” She kicked a box aside once she had the door open and went further inside with him, watching while he surveyed the place.
It wasn’t much but the space would serve its purpose. Boxes were piled, a bit of old furniture was covered, and she had a couple of ATV’s parked to the side from when she used to go mudding with Jett, her little brother. “I can have it cleaned out for you too, of course.” Becca bit her lip and began to babble. “Most of the boxes can fit upstairs, the two four wheelers should be fine right there, and the few pieces of furniture can…”
“We’ll work it out.” He placed a hand on her shoulder and gently squeezed. “How much?”
“What?” she asked. Mace was so close now she could smell his aftershave. It was distracting, so she cleared her throat.
“The rent to use this place, how much?” he clarified, and she waved him off.
“We’ll work something out.” She repeated what he’d been saying moments earlier. She was sharing the space with him after all. Her art studio was on the upper level, so she had to think about it. “You like it then?”
“Yeah, babe, I like it.” The way he said it, and the way he was looking at her right then gave her goose bumps. It was like he was a man on a mission and she was his target.
“Good, because if not I can show you something else. This is the first place I thought of out of convenience. You know, seeing as you’re close by and all.” She gestured around them.
“It’s good, Becca. Thank you.” He took a step closer and lifted her chin with his finger, so she’d look at him again. “You’re so beautiful, especially with a little extra color right there and there.” He framed her face now and the thumbs on each hand moved across each of her cheeks back and forth. “So soft too.” Becca’s breath hitched as he moved his face closer. She closed her eyes the moment his plump lips kissed her forehead, and she let out a sigh when it ended all too quickly.
She licked her lips, and he zeroed in on the action. His thumb flicked over her bottom lip before he stepped back to give them both some much needed space. Her mind went to mush the moment he touched her, and she began to want things she had no business wanting, at least not yet.
Take it easy, Becca. You wanted slow remember? Her body didn’t care. One touch from Mace and she ignited while her mind warned her to not rush into things. It had been way too long since she had gotten laid and as soon as Mr. Sexy Motorcycle Man left, she’d be going back upstairs to relieve some of the pressure between her legs. It was either that or a cold shower, which also held some appeal since it was so humid outside.
“S-so tomorrow night then?” she stuttered on her way out the door. Mace took the hint and followed her out.
“Yeah, I’ll see you at Tipsy’s.” Mace bent forward to whisper in her ear, “Oh, and Becca, I can’t wait.”
She groaned. His warm breath against her ear made her shiver. Her nipples instantly puckered, and the very man that played her body without even trying very hard noticed with a smirk. Yep, she most definitely needed to make use of her favorite vibrator followed by a shower to cool down. This man was sex on legs and he knew exactly how he affected her.
Damn!