Lost Cowboy

Chapter 3 - Playing Tricks

Jessie’s P.O.V.

“You are the luckiest son of a b***h I have ever known,” Frank boasted as he slapped my back.

“I had it under control,” I boasted.

“Bullshit, Troy saved your ass from getting freight trained,” Frank mocked.

I shrugged my shoulders and headed into the dressing room to strip my equipment, with Frank following me.

“At least you made a full ride. You are top going into the finals tomorrow,” Frank informed.

“No doubt I’d end up on top,” I grinned at Frank.

He shook his head.

“One day, that view is going to be your downfall. I believed I was indestructible. Now, I’m playing nanny to you,” Frank warned.

I stuffed my gear in my bag and slung it over my shoulder.

As I walked out of the dressing room, I patted Frank’s shoulder.

“I’m sure I don’t need a nanny, Frank,” I grinned.

“Could have fooled me,” Frank muttered under his breath.

We walked back to the arena. Then I made my way back to the horse stables. I walked up to one stall, and Sunny was inside, saddling up her horse. Her American Quarter horse was a buckskin color with a long, flowing, dark brown mane and tail. I watched as she tightened the straps around the horse’s chest.

Sunny reached up and patted the horse on the rear.

“Good girl. Are you ready for a fast run?” she whispered/

“Why don’t you pat me on the ass that way?” I questioned.

Sunny jumped and glared at me.

“Maybe if you were a good boy, I might,” she huffed.

I opened the gate and walked into the stall, shaking my head.

“Nah, I enjoy being a bad boy too much,” I smirked.

She snaked her arms around my neck as I grabbed her hips.

“And that’s why you don’t get patted on the ass,” she giggled.

I pressed my lips to hers, my hands moving around and grabbing her ass.

She pulled away.

“Easy there, cowboy,” she smiled.

“I thought you liked it rough?” I smirked.

“Not here,” she scolded me.

“Fine,” I huffed and let go of her.

“How’s your arm?” she asked as she brushed out the horse’s mane.

“Still attached,” I chuckled.

She shook her head.

“You take nothing seriously, do you?” she lamented.

I shrugged my shoulders.

“I’m fine, giving the fans a show,” I joked.

“Yes, you are a showboat sometimes,” she grinned.

I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her, kissing her neck. She let out a soft moan as I pulled away.

“You need to be more careful. I don’t want to see you get hurt out there,” Sunny added.

“Yes, ma’am,” I chuckled and kissed her neck again.

She frowned as she shook her head.

“You will never grow up, will you?” Sunny scowled.

“What? I said I was fine. No bull will ever be able to topple me. I’m invincible,” I boasted.

She spun and poked my chest, “You are not invincible, Jessie, and you better get that out of your head.”

“Come on, baby. I was only having fun. No need to get mad at me,” I pouted at her.

“Sometimes, I don’t know why I put up with your s**t,” she sighed.

I wrapped my arms around her.

“Because I’m sexy, and you can’t get enough of me,” I purred in her ear.

She rolled her eyes at me and smiled.

“You are so full of it,” Sunny giggled.

“But you love it,” I smirked.

She reached up and pecked my lips, then pushed me away.

“Get out of here so I can finish getting ready,” Sunny ordered.

I grinned, then headed out of the stall. As I rounded the corner, leaving the stable, I ran into someone.

“Nice bailout there, McBride,” Clayton snorted.

“f**k off, Clayton, look at the leader board before you go running your mouth,” I hissed and pushed past him.

“It’s OK. I comforted Sunny after watching you rag-dolling around,” Clayton chuckled.

My fists balled up, and I felt the muscles tighten in my jaw. I need to quit letting this asshole get in my head. I kept heading towards the arena.

“See you tomorrow, McBride,” he called out.

I’m sure he had a smirk on his face. I made my way back to the stands and located Frank.

“About time you got back,” he said.

“Did you miss me?” I chuckled.

“No, it was nice not having you being a pain in my ass for a while,” he grinned.

“You’d miss me if I weren’t here,” I laughed.

“I’d miss you as much as an ulcer,” Frank laughed back.

Frank stopped laughing and turned back to me.

“Is Sunny ready to go?” he asked.

“I guess she kicked me out so she could finish getting ready,” I shrugged.

Frank shook his head.

“That doesn’t surprise me,” he deadpanned.

“What? I did nothing,” I defended myself.

“Yeah, right,” Frank snorted.

I rolled my eyes as I took a seat and watched the other competitors. I tried to feign interest, but I was only here for Sunny. As I sat there waiting, my mind wandered. I used to enjoy barrel racing, but that changed six years ago. I was only there for one person, someone with long brown hair that flowed in the wind as she rode. Franks slapped my shoulder, and I turned towards him.

“Sunny’s up,” he said, pointing at the arena.

My attention returned to the starting gate, and Sunny’s horse took off towards the barrel on the right. As I kept staring, my mind went to another place. Sunny’s blonde hair turned brown as she rounded the second barrel. I shook my head, trying to stop my mind from playing tricks on me. Her horse rounded the last barrel and sprinted for the finish. What the hell is happening here?

“Willow?” I whispered to myself.

Then everyone stood up and cheered as her time got announced.

“Sunny Hart, with a blistering 14.75 seconds!” the loudspeakers boomed.

My mind snapped back to the present as I stood and clapped for her. What the hell just happened? I shook my head again and headed back to the stables. My head raced, trying to figure out why my mind began playing tricks on me when I made it back to the stables. Sunny was standing outside the stall and spotted me. She ran towards me with an enormous smile on her face, causing me to return it. Sunny leaped in my arms and wrapped her legs around my hips. Her lips landed on mine as she giggled.

“Great run, baby,” I mumbled against her lips.

She leaned back, still smiling, “The was awesome!”

I let out a chuckle as she crashed her lips back into mine. I love it when she has a great ride. She gets excited, which ends up getting me very excited.

“You better settle, baby. People are staring,” I mumbled against her lips.

She looked around at the people watching us, and her face turned bright red. I lowered her to the ground and pulled her against my chest.

I leaned towards her ear and whispered, “We can celebrate later.”

It caused her to shiver and blush again. She looked up and bit her bottom lip. f**k, why is it so hot when girls do that? She intertwined her fingers with mine and led us back to the stall. I helped her unsaddle her horse and clean her up again. We fed the horse and headed out of the arena. We planned on heading to the bar, but someone couldn’t keep her hands to herself. I drove Sunny’s truck back to our motel, and we headed for the room.

No sooner had I shut the door behind us than Sunny pushed me up against it. Her lips crashed into mine as her hands started working the buttons of my shirt. She got impatient and ripped my shirt open, making the final two buttons fly across the room.

“Damn, Sunny, that’s the third shirt this week,” I complained.

She smirked at me, “I will fix it later. Right now, I want a ride on this sexy cowboy.”

I gave her a growl and grabbed her hips. I spun us around and pinned her against the door, my lips working over the sensitive spot on her neck. She left out a whimper as my teeth grazed her skin. She had unbuttoned her shirt and dropped it to the floor. Her bra followed, and I moaned at the sight of her bare breasts. I kissed my way to the valley between her breasts as she ran her fingers through my hair. She grabbed my hair and pulled my lips back to hers. Sunny nibbled on my lower lip, wanting access. My lips parted, and her tongue started massaging against mine.

I grabbed the back of her thighs and then lifted her, her legs wrapping around my hips. I carried her over to the bed. Then I laid her on it with my body following on top of hers. I reached for her waist and unbuckled her belt and jeans. She lifted her hips as I leaned back and pulled them from her body, tossing them to the floor. I smirked, seeing her lying beneath me in nothing but her panties. My body slid across the bed as I placed butterfly kisses along the inside of her thigh. I hooked my fingers around her panties and removed them.

“Quit teasing me, Jessie, and f**k me,” she moaned.

“What’s the fun in that?” I smirked, then flicked my tongue over her clit.

She let out a s****l moan, arching her back as I did this, causing me to smirk again. I slipped one finger inside her and added another. God, she was so wet. I worked my fingers in and out of her as my tongue worked over her clit. She gave a rough tug of my hair, causing me to growl. The vibrations further intensify her pleasure.

“f**k Jessie, I’m going to c*m,” she moaned as her back arched off the bed.

I moved my fingers faster, and I felt her walls tighten as an orgasm rippled through her body. Once her body calmed from its high, I kissed my way up her toned stomach and across her chest. My lips landed on hers again, eliciting a moan to escape her throat. She pushed me over onto my back and removed my jeans and boxers. She wrapped her fingers around my length and stroked it. I balled the sheets into my fists as a deep moan escaped my throat.

I watched as she positioned herself above my hardened member, then lowered on it.

“f**k,” we both moaned in unison.

God, I love it when this girl gets excited.