CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Watch out for that Beautiful Barbed Wire…
Wade’s eyes popped wide open and he shouted as Kanda swiftly roped him up. “What in the…?” he yelled as his wrists were now tied to the bedposts.
Having done this for her whole life, she moved with a practiced precision and neatly tied each of his hefty ankles as well. “Well, maybe it took twelve seconds?”
He lay in shock and tugged at the knots. “Are you out of your blooming skull?”
Smiling, but with her hands shaking, she stood in front of him to tug the long man shirt up and off her curvy form. “Maybe?” Stepping forward, she climbed up on the bed. “I’m sorry I had to do it this way.” She unbuttoned his jeans and tugged them down over his hips.
Halting, she pondered this new problem of how to bare that magnificent bod. This was never an issue in all her years of branding. A small chuckle slipped from her lips at the bizarre notion, then she looked around toward his little makeshift kitchen.
Wade seemed speechless and he gaped at her as she got up from the bed and retrieved the tool she needed.
“I mean, it seemed to be the only way.” She chuckled as she raised a pair of shears and climbed back up on the bed.
Wades eyes grew wide as she lowered the shears and cut his jeans away. “I hope that wasn’t your favorite pair!” Next, she tugged his black briefs from his hips as well and with a little snip, she sliced right through the cotton. “Oh, my…” She gulped and stared down at him. “You could do some serious damage all right.” She whistled loudly.
The now helpless man looked entirely stunned as she’d tied him up and removed his clothes in what seemed to be the blink of an eye. “You can’t do this, woman!” His accent had gotten heavier with his seeming panic. “Crikey! I can’t believe you did this.”
Kanda stood above him on the bed as she reached around and unclasped her bra.
He stared as her luscious breasts toppled out. Wade seemed to bite his lip as a definite moan escaped his lips.
The male sound of his reaction made her wet in her panties and in that instant, she knew she’d done the right thing. Despite how crazy this was to do…in her world, she knew it was the only way to do it. She stood up and rolled her panties down. “I took care of the problem for you. This way, you won’t have the responsibility.”
He stared up at her sweet body above him. “Is this the way all you American women are?” He was breathing heavily now and sweat had popped out along his forehead.
Kanda knelt down with her legs around his powerful thighs. Reaching a tentative hand out, she slid a finger down along his very hard shaft. “Oh…” Was all she replied and she gazed over at his astonished expression. “Nah, but maybe we Texan girls are a little bit different.” She let out a throaty moan as she cupped her hand around his erection.
The sounds she was making and her hands smoothing along his shaft seemed to make him grow harder under her sliding fingers. He tried again to tug at the ropes she’d tied him with. “You’d better be sure you really wanna do this.”
His throbbing cock was just so beautiful; she’d never believed that she would have a thought like that. She pondered for a long minute about what he said and she wondered if she was ready to take the ultimate ride. Was she really ready to ‘saddle up’? This wouldn’t be like breaking a bronco; it was gonna be her…breaking her own cherry.
While she stroked him with her capable hand, Wade was groaning loudly now and his hot blue eyes were blazing at her.
With his rigid growing length filling her hands, her eyes lit up and she lowered herself over his hard body. “Yep, it’s just what I thought—pure prime rib.”
~~****~~
Plush Stud Ranch, Victoria Texas
Brea heard a knocking on wood and her eyes fluttered open.
“Hello?” a voice called from the other side of the bedroom door.
Turning her head, she saw Cole asleep next to her. Oh, wow. To wake up next to her cowboy was like a dream.
The door opened and a trolley was being pushed into the room. “Breakfast!” Maggie called as she wheeled the tray in.
Brea hopped up and grabbed her silk robe. Tying the sash, she gazed up to see the young girl she met in a closet the day before yesterday. The Peep Show as she now called the experience.
Maggie was whistling a tune as she pushed the trolley in. She pulled it to a stop, then halted. Her tune died on her pursed lips. Looking stunned, she stared at the bed.
Brea automatically knew what she was staring at as she glanced down and over at the bed.
Cole was naked under the sheet and it was wrapped around his lower body. His smooth, wide chest was exposed and his hard abs looked like hammered rivets along his stomach.
A sleeping god. A cowboy dream, with lips so yummy… For a few seconds, Brea herself was caught in awestruck gawking.
His smooth skin was so delicious to look at as his long, tan, skinned frame was stretched out along the mattress in all its glory.
Brea even had to wipe a bit of drool from the corner of her lip.
“Holy hot bee’s wax!” Maggie gasped out.
Brea’s gaze shot up and over to the young stunned looking girl. “Um—?”
Maggie left the cart and tiptoed over to the bed. Her avid expression didn’t change as she stepped closer. “He’s like—like some kind of…”
Brea felt a grin break out on her face. “Yes, he is like some kind of…” Her eyes swung down to Cole again.
Maggie still looked as if she was standing on the tracks while mesmerized by the train lights. “Where did you find him?” Her voice was low with wonder.
Brea shook her head and thought about what it took to even be here with Cole. “You don’t just up and find this kind of man, Maggie.” Her eyes drifted back to see Cole open his eyes. “You have to go after this kind.”
Maggie stood very still while she stared. “Just tell me where to look and I’ll be right there!”
Cole looked up at Brea and then his eyes swung over to Maggie.
“Well…” Brea smile hugely. “As a matter of fact? There is one who looks exactly like this one.”
“No way!” The girl gasped.
“Yep. But he isn’t anything like this one. He just looks like him.”
Cole cleared his throat and attempted to pull the sheet up. Unfortunately, it was pinned under him. He gave up and tried to look unconcerned.
Brea let out a giggle.
Maggie’s giggling joined hers.
He looked back and forth between them. “What the hell’s so funny?”
Both girls quieted but their grins remained.
Cole stood up and the sheet slipped. A few seconds ticked by, before he realized he was ‘all out’.
Maggie stumbled back. “Lord all mighty!”
Cole gazed down, then grabbed the silken linen to cover himself.
Brea bit at her lip.
“You’re—I mean—wow!” Maggie almost shouted.
Brea couldn’t hold in her laughter anymore and she burst forth with a wicked guffaw.
Cole harrumphed and tightened his hold on the sheet. “Now, you listen here. I ain’t no stripper or a manwhore, ya got it?”
Maggie’s face looked flushed. “Then, you aren’t one of Mama’s new studs?”
Brea covered her mouth with her hands to stop the unwanted mirth from escaping her lips.
“A mama stud?” Cole looked affronted and outraged. “Whatever the hell that might be—I certainly am not!”
Maggie backed away till her plump behind bumped into the cart.
“Well, he would sure make me a pretty penny or two.”
They all gazed over to the door where the statement had come from.
Mama Daisy stood in the doorway, decked out in leopard skin leotards and a matching black lace corset. “You can get along now, Mags. I’ll take care of…” She paused as she took a good look at Cole, wearing the sheet. “…The guests.” Her eyes twinkled with appreciation.
Maggie was still staring at Cole’s magnificence as she nodded and backed all the way to the door.
“I meant today, young lady. So, stop that gawking and get going!”
Maggie stood for a few seconds more. “But Mama, he’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen!”
Daisy Plush clicked her tongue, stomped her spiked heeled boots and pointed to the door.
Maggie sighed and back-walked slowly out while still facing the room as her dumb grin continued to grow.
Without further ado, Daisy shut the door on her pinkened awestruck face. “You sure know how to ’cause a stir, Cowboy.” Her gaze swung over to the sheet-wearing Cole.
Brea nervously peeked over at him while knowing he was probably gonna blow his top soon.
“I thought this room was private. It’s you and that—that girl causing all the—”
Daisy placed her hands on her ample hips. “Ooh! He’s just gonna tell me off while wearing nothing but a silk sheet?” She chuckled. “Hot damn, Brea, you’ve got an alpha male here for sure.”
Cole looked baffled. “An alpha—?”
Brea took the look on his face to mean that this was gonna get out of hand real quick like. She stepped in front of him. “Mama!”
Daisy was still chuckling. “It’s okay, baby doll. No harm, no foul. I do have to agree with Mags though; your cowboy is finer than cream gravy on buttered biscuits.” She gave Brea a wink. “I just wanted to check in on ya and see if…” Her voice kind of faded away as she seemed to be trying to look past Brea.
Noticing her mother’s avid expression, Brea flipped around.
Cole was busy putting on his jeans, his firm buns bare for all to see.
Gasping, Brea stepped over to block her mom’s view. “This ain’t no peep show, Mama!” She crossed her arms over her chest. “You’ve got a truckload of men to ogle here and you don’t need to be eye-raping my man!”
Daisy looked a little shocked, though her wicked smile showed that she was faking the supposed trauma. “Eye-rapin’?”
“Yep! You heard what I said. Don’t you got no sensibilities?’
“Me?” Daisy burst out laughing. “Hell no! I got rid of that nasty habit when I was thirteen and you know it.”
Cole stepped closer to Brea. “Does everybody call you Mama?”
Daisy Plush stopped laughing and stared at him. “Nope.”
He shook his head and reached around Brea to grab his shirt. “That little fluff bunny you kicked out of here called you that.”
Brea was puzzled by his changing the subject now that she was good and mad at her mama for embarrassing the crap out of her.
Daisy released a huge sigh as her expression became stern. “Only my kids call me Mama.”
“Kids?” Brea gasped and swung her gaze over to her mom.
“I always meant to tell ya. Maggie is your sister.”
Brea took a step back and covered her mouth with her hands.
Cole grabbed her arms and pulled her close. “Just take it easy now. It’ll be okay.”