Between Two Cowboys... And Thirsty (eBook, ePUB)
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| Partner: | buecher.de |
| Hersteller: | Richard Lunch (Lunch, Richard) |
| Stand: | 2015-08-04 03:50:33 |
Produktbeschreibung
Colt is an outlaw, running with a bullet-wound in his leg from the law. Eli is a magnificent muscular hunk of a sheriff, who, along with his companion Jericho, has an eye on the pretty, young Colt. They hunt him down on the plains, and when he is caught…Colt has some choices to make. Excerpt below: Colt only grunted. He wasn't getting his gold back, and most likely, not Willow or his freedom anytime soon. The man jerked Colt's wrists forward and tossed him across his lap. Colt hit the man's muscular thighs with a thud. The man lifted up his legs and tied him like a hog, his wrists to his ankles. Colt tried to struggle, but the man's strength was like a bull's. He felt puny, so small compared to this giant. Colt turned a deep red. He had never been so helpless. He felt like a woman. Colt felt the pressure of the man's hand on his back. He felt around him then reached into his shirt and pulled out one of his knives. Colt shivered as the man's finger grazed his nipple. The sheriff then felt him down to the hips, disarming him of two more knives, before getting to his last one, the one in his boot. He ran a hand over Colt's rump, but found nothing there. Colt bit his lip at the invasion, trying not to struggle, trying not to act like it bothered him. "You ain't got more, do ya?" Colt huffed into the side of the man's horse. He had a face full of sweaty horse hide, and the blood was rushing to his head. Suddenly, he felt a huge hand smack down on his rump. "Aah!" Colt yelled. "I said. Do you got any more?" "No." The hand came down again. Hard. Colt jumped at the impact. "No, sheriff. Name's Eli, but you'll call me sheriff and nothing else. Every time. Proper respect. You want to be treated with respect, you show it to me first and foremost." Colt grunted. "I ain't going to show no man took away my freedom no respect." "You're delayin' me, son. Now, I wanted to go and pick up Jericho and get a move on back to the jail, but if you are going to give me that sorry attitude, I'm going to have to teach you a lesson." "Fuck you aren't," Colt turned his head up as best he could and spat in Eli's face. It hit him on his broad jaw. Eli wiped the spittle off his grizzled chin and glared down at Colt, his eyes growing dark. Colt stared up into them, thinking that he had made a mistake, and entranced, at the same time, by their handsomeness. Fuck who cares if he's handsome. I'll kill this bastard if I get the chance. Eli's eyes seemed to say he wouldn't get that chance. Colt glared at him, defiant. "Alright, then. You asked for it." Eli gripped the sides of Colt's pants and dragged them down. Colt blushed again as his ass was exposed to the hot wind. Eli left his penis covered, thankfully, but he wasn't in the habit, at least not publicly, of showing his ass to strange men. Eli looked down at him for a moment. Then, Colt felt something. No. It was a hardening in Eli's pants. The b*****d sheriff is getting off on this. Colt turned to look up at Eli. To tell him that he knew alright. He knew what was going on here. Eli looked back down at him with this smirk on his face that seemed to say, and what are you going to do about it? His hand came down. Colt grunted into the side of the horse, not wanting to give any satisfaction to the man. Eli smacked him again. This time, on the other cheek. The blows left his a** tingling. He came down again. Colt grunted. The spankings were hard, harder than anything he had every received while fooling around with another man. This is a 5,000 word story.
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