Becca
Lusty Cowboy wrote:
“Thanks for the insight, my sexy E. With these clues I think I’ve finally figured you out.”
As soon as her meeting with the arts and cultural center had finished, she rushed to the bathroom to change for her night out with Sawyer and the gang. It had been a long time since she went to a bar with friends, and she’d been looking forward to the celebration all day. On the way out, she decided to take a quick look at the blog from her phone to see if there were any requests yet for her next sexy adventure. Testing out sex toys and reviewing them had become a frequent part of her life this past year or so. It was also her biggest secret, and it kept things interesting in what was her otherwise boring day to day existence. One comment caught her attention and it gave her pause. She’d read Lusty Cowboy’s comment over and over and it gave her the creeps.
Figured me out? What’s that supposed to mean? Does he know who I am?
A million and one questions raced through her mind. She needed to be more careful.
“Hello dear, is everything all right?”
Becca turned as Mrs. Coulter spoke to her. The little old lady was endearing but was also a chatterbox, and a little nosy. The woman had good intentions most of the time but loved her gossip as well so there were situations where Becca had avoided her, especially when she tried to set Becca up with her grandson.
She suppressed a shudder.
Mrs. Coulter was also the lady rushing toward her the very first time she’d met Mace. Warmth spread through her just at the thought of him, and she could feel the color coming back to her face. The weird blog commenter would have to wait. He was new, and one reply on her last post didn’t necessarily mean anything, right? Okay, he definitely gave off a creepy vibe with his wording, but her worry could be put off to another day over it.
Answer her Becca and hit the road. You have friends waiting.
“Just checking to make sure I didn’t forget anything, but I’m good.” She nodded. “Thank you for your concern though.” Becca looped her arm together with the weathered woman’s and guided them towards the exit. “Now, how about I walk you safely to your car?”
***
Tipsy’s was a unique bar that catered to bikers and cowboys who were both badass and hard workers alike. From the moment you walked in it was a whole load of hunk as far as the eye could see. Who could complain? There was an old-fashioned wood bar in front, wooden floors, tables, and chairs. There was a a jukebox and had a half moon stage for live entertainment, and her favorite feature of course was the mechanical bull she knew she’d be riding before she left for the night.
“Becca!” Sawyer whistled from across the busy room and waved her hands in the air. Oh, good Lord would you check that out? Hotness overload!
Several tables were pulled together for their gathering with Sawyer and Jagger in the middle of everyone sitting lovingly side by side. The gorgeous bar owner and his lovely wife, Liam and Ava were there. Alex and Lena Dean sat by Jagger, and then there was Mace of course, who now had a woman hanging off his arm. They were both smiling, and her stomach felt queasy. She needed a drink ASAP. She held up a finger and pointed towards the bar, Sawyer nodded in understanding whispered something to her fiancé and joined her there.
“So glad you could make it,” Sawyer said, and gave her a hug.
“Wouldn’t miss it.” Becca smiled. Her friend’s excitement was contagious. She couldn’t help but feel happy for her. “Can I buy you a drink?”
“How about a celebratory shot? Thanks to Liam and Ava we’ve got pitchers of beer at the table already, unless you’d prefer something else?” Sawyer replied.
“Beer is fine. I’ll buy a round of shots for everyone though. What do you think they’d like?”
“How about a round of Hot Damn’s? It’s so good! It’s got whisky, rum, vodka, and orange juice. It packs a punch, but it doesn’t leave a raunchy aftertaste.”
Becca nodded.
“What can I get for you?”
“Hey, Tonya I’ll take a round of Hot Damn’s for the table Liam’s at.”
“Becca Everett is that you?” Tonya the bartender smiled. “It’s been a while, welcome back.”
“Thank you.” She smiled at the red-headed beauty in front of her.
“Shots for a party of eight, coming right up.” Tonya walked off to make them.
“I guess I should have told her nine,” Becca said, surprised to see that Mace was now alone at the table when she looked back. The woman he was talking to was nowhere around anymore.
“Why would you get nine? Unless you’re planning on drinking two of em’ but I wouldn’t recommend it.”
“Mace’s date.” Becca motioned towards the table. “When I walked in he was with someone.”
Sawyer smiled knowingly at her. “Not a date. He came here with us and seemed to be really looking forward to seeing you tonight. I hear you’ve found him a great place for his car.”
Becca shrugged like it wasn’t a big deal, while her heart raced with excitement.
Not a date!
“Anyway, look at him.” Sawyer said, “He’s the odd one out right now and there are plenty of women in here who would love to keep him company. We’re all couples at the table, and now that you’re here we’re evened out.”
“This is not a date for us either,” Becca blurted, blushing. “I am so out of the game. It’s been way too long.”
“Which is why you’d be so good for him.” Sawyer gently squeezed her arm. “Mace is like family, and you’re you. You know, kind of awesome, and definitely nothing like his usual girls. Trust me that is a good thing. I really think if you’d both give it a shot it’d be worth it. Anyone with eyes can see there’s a certain spark between the two of you.”
“Um…” She was speechless. “Thanks, I guess.”
“Here you go!” Tonya set two shots in front of them. “Our waitress is bringing the rest to the table.”
Becca nodded and handed Tonya enough money to cover the bill as well as a generous tip. Then she took a deep breath before she downed the shot for a bit of liquid courage. It seemed fate was steering her in the direction of a tempting, tattooed man who was not only sexy, but also caring, talented, and well…beautiful, both inside and out.
She just had to take the leap.
***
“Oh my, have y’all seen the latest post?” Ava fanned her face with her hand.
“Uh, what?” Becca asked.
Sawyer and Lena cracked up. The girls were at one end while the guys sat at the other talking sports and other guy stuff. “She’s referring to her favorite site now,” Lena replied.
“Yeah, Becca you’ve got to check this out. It’s crazy good, at the very least entertaining to read.” Sawyer snorted as she pulled it up on her phone. “Cowgirl Crazy is the talk of the town. Nobody knows who the site belongs to, but it’s been rumored this chick is local.”
“You don’t say.” Becca looked around the room and took a huge sip of her beer. “I-I’ll have to check it out sometime.”
“There’s no time like the present.” Sawyer handed her the phone she held. “This Cowgirl Crazy girl, E, has some seriously good recs too. Tried some of the stuff listed, and let me tell you…” She blew out a big breath and rolled her eyes back.
“Your expression tells us everything.” Lena laughed. “We really don’t need the full details.”
Ava giggled.
“Okay, enough of that, poor Becca here is as bright as a tomato.” Sawyer took her phone back. It was better for everyone to think she was shy, instead of being detected as the “local chick” who’d created their favorite site. Although she felt flattered, she also needed a serious subject change, stat.
Somebody above must have heard her silent plea because Liam came to the rescue. “Hey, Ava, have you asked Sawyer about the tattoo we talked about yet?”
Thank God!
“I was getting to it.” Ava turned to Sawyer. “Liam and I were talking about getting matching tattoos. I’d like you to do mine considering the placement.”
“And where might that be?” Sawyer lifted a brow.
“I was wanting a yellow rose with a barbed wire heart surrounding it on my butt,” Ava said, “Liam was going to get Mace to circle the barbed wire around his upper arm with the yellow rose in the middle.” She bit her lip.
“That works,” Sawyer nodded, “Mace and I can do a few sketches for you both to check out. When I get back to the shop tomorrow, I’ll give you a call. Let you know when you should stop by for a consult. You can both look at the designs we’ve come up with and let us know if you’d like any changes done to it, things like that. From there we can make an appointment for the permanent ink.”
“Thank you, this is so exciting!” Ava clapped enthusiastically and they all chuckled.
“Ooh, Alex, maybe we should get something done too,” Lena remarked.
“We’ll see how you feel about that come morning sweetheart, and I’ll keep it in mind,” Alex said, looking skeptical.
“What’chya thinking about?” Mace whispered, and she jumped. Becca hadn’t noticed him approach. He grabbed the empty chair beside her and sat close. She’d been vaguely listening in on the conversations around her, and distracted with thoughts about her other persona, and the site everyone seemed to love.
“I was thinking I might try that bull over there soon.” She pointed in the direction of the cowboy currently riding it. “Caught my eye as soon as I walked in.”
“Mm, now this I’d love to see.” Mace smirked. “Think you can handle that?” He tipped his head towards the same cowboy who was now on the floor.
“Oh, I can ride.” Becca winked. “Care to make a bet?”
“I like the way you think,” he said, his eyes taking on a mischievous glint. “What do you have in mind?”
“Let’s see.” She steepled her fingers while in thought and tapped her chin. “If I win you have to wash my car, by hand.” She could picture it now, Mace shirtless and full of suds. What a sight.
“Done, and if I win I get a kiss before the night’s over.” He smiled. “Now the terms of our bet?”
“We ride the bull!” she exclaimed, knowing this was about to get good. This situation was a win/win as far as she was concerned. “The first one to fall off is the loser.”
“You’re on, sexy.” Mace stood. “Hey, Jagger I’m gonna need you for a minute.”
It was set, after Mace explained their little wager to everyone they sat with, they mutually agreed Jagger would be timing them both.
Game on.
Becca rubbed her hands together and eyed the machine. It was ladies first of course, and she had a chorus of cheers from the sidelines. Let the battle of the sexes begin. She took a deep breath and mounted the mechanical beast. After securing her hand, she gave a nod to Liam to start it up.
One, two, three, weee!
She rocked back and forth with her free hand waving in the air. It bucked wild back and forth, round and round, and side to side, it was exhilarating. Her ass slammed up and down, her curvy body lurched forward, and she slid to the side all the while trying to hold on for dear life. Then all too soon, her grip loosened and she landed on the padded floor.
Becca stood up and rubbed her butt.
“Way to go, Becca!” Sawyer yelled, and everyone else whistled and cheered. She instantly sought out Mace and got butterflies. His lust filled gaze never left her face as he closed the distance, and she licked her lips.
“Fuck, that was hot, but it’s my turn now, sweetness. I can’t wait to see if you taste as good as you look,” he growled, and helped her off the mat. Mace took his position as she sidled up to Jagger.
“So how did I do?” she asked.
“Not too bad.” Jagger kept it vague as he watched the clock and her opponent ride.
“You were great!” Sawyer wrapped an arm around her shoulders and gave her a squeeze. “It looks like so much fun. I’m next.”
Becca chuckled, and Mace was on the floor now. “Well?” She turned to Jagger again.
Mace joined them. “How’d I do?”
“Sorry, man, Becca has you beat by a couple of seconds.” Jagger shook his head, and she whooped with joy.
“Congrats, come on, Jag. It’s my turn,” Sawyer said, and the other couple walked off to get her situated.
“You ready to clean?” She teased. “There is nothing sexier than a man who knows how to do his chores. Did I mention I’m hoping you’ll be shirtless too?”
“I think that can be arranged.” He pulled her closer by her belt loops. “You got lucky honey.”
“Truth be told, it’s been awhile. But, you never know, Tattoos. I may get lucky one day soon.” Flirting came naturally around this man and she was feeling bold.
“Just say the word.” He groaned. “And I’d be happy to make that happen for you.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” Becca reached up and caressed the side of his face. “In the meantime, I think you should be rewarded for effort.” Her hand moved to the back of his head and she encouraged him forward. Her fingers slid through his hair and stayed there through the kiss. Her lips met his and she took it slow to savor him. One peck turned into two before her tongue slid inside and met with his. Her soft curves pressed against his muscular frame and the moment was Heaven on Earth. She was so consumed, everything around them faded and it felt like they were the only two in the room. Mace’s hands wrapped around her tighter, the heat of his touch ignited her butterflies of excitement. She was so wet, her pussy ached. She rubbed against him and he reached down to squeeze her ass. It was so good, and then the moment screeched to a halt the moment they heard someone clear their throat from beside them.
Becca pulled back and pressed her forehead against his chest to catch her breath.
“What?” Mace grumbled, and she looked over to see their group looking smug. Their friend Liam laughed. “As hot as that was for everyone to see I think it’s time we get back to the party.” The proprietor couple, Liam and Ava, ushered everyone back towards the table and raised their glasses for a toast. “To great friends, good times, and strong unions. Congratulations, Sawyer and Jagger, here is to many years of happiness together.”
Everyone took a sip and congratulated the happy couple again. Mace draped an arm around Becca’s shoulders and pulled her as close as possible, then it dawned on her. “Oh, I almost forgot.” She palmed her forehead and went to search her purse. “Here’s your key. Feel free to bring your baby over anytime.”
“Thanks,” he said, pocketing it. “Now, how about a dance?”
“She’s With Me” by High Valley started playing on the jukebox, and she accepted the hand he offered her to escort them to the dance floor.
Now, this should be interesting.
“You’ve proven you’ve got moves tonight on that mechanical bull, now I’m gonna show you I’ve got the moves too.” Mace winked at her. She started the dance in his arms, and before she knew it, they twirled, grinded, and two-stepped their way to a great time. It was a blast.
Brody Mace had skills there was no doubt about it, and she couldn’t remember the last time she’d smiled and laughed so much in her life. It was a memory she wouldn’t soon forget.