The Cowboy by Vanessa Vale

Author:Vanessa Vale [Vale, Vanessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-62750-768-4
Publisher: Blushing Books Publications
Published: 2015-03-28T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

WYATT

"Take off your dress, and get on the bed on your hands and knees."

I watched Emily closely. She was keeping something to herself. Again. Trepidation was visible in her expression, the way she slowly undid her buttons down her bodice. The mere fact that she was silent as she completed the task was indication enough. I was quickly learning that Emily was neither meek nor mild, but was a quick study. I almost came in my pants when I saw she'd complied with my no drawers rule. She was trying, however and I had to take that into account. I'd be gray before my time if she continued to scare me as she had.

When Mrs. Perrin had told me she had no idea where my wife had gone, I'd searched the stables, thinking perhaps she was looking at the horses. When I didn’t find her there, I truly began to panic. The sense of the unknown, the lack of control over the situation had me losing some rationality. I had to take some calming breaths to think clearly. Where would she have gone? Quickly mounting my horse, I'd searched the grounds around the house in ever widening circles until I saw her, a small dot on the horizon by the creek. The relief at finding her mingled with my anger at her having scared me so. I'd held onto this anger, although by a tenuous thread. She'd been wrong, going off as she had, but as she pointed out, she was not aware of the danger. That did not mean though, that she should not be punished.

I stood stock still, and watched as she climbed onto the bed and positioned herself on her hands and knees as I’d asked - her ass facing me, her pussy so pink and swollen. Her breasts hung down beneath her, the tips hardening as I watched. I shifted my hard cock as it pressed uncomfortably against the front of my pants. I wanted to take them off, but I knew this would be all over if I did so. This wasn't about my pleasure; this was about Emily.

"Down on your forearms, Emily. I want your ass up and out for me."

A quick glance over her shoulder had me going slowly. She might have experimented and tested her curiosity, but her ass was truly untried, and I could see the wariness and worry that I might hurt her in her expression.

I picked up the dildo from the bedside table. "Did you get this all the way in?"

Her small rosette winked at me, a certainty that she was clenching tightly. She shook her head, a wayward curl coming loose and falling over her face.

"Only a little bit then?"

"No, Wyatt. I didn't use it."

"Fingers then."

"No. Not at all."

She hadn't done as I'd requested. Again. The woman was so contrary she'd never be able to sit down. I closed my eyes for a moment, that tenuous hold quickly slipping away.

"Wyatt, I didn't want to do it."

"No, I'd think not," I replied dryly.

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