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Tie Me Down, Cowboy!by Isabel Sharpe

Description: From our sizzling Blaze

series... Sexy rodeo cowboy Sean is

recovering from an injury when helearns of his mothers financial woes.

Determined to help, Sean decides to

settle down with a nice girl to earn his

inheritance but first he wants one

wild, up-close-and-personal night with

his cyber-lover, RodeoFan24.

Chapter One

Walls. He hated them. Might as well be

in jail. Sean Cooper grabbed his laptop

and limped out onto the old houses

creaky front porch, surveying the

clumped grass and distant blue craggy
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mountain view from his friend Gregs

Arizona ranch.

Two months of the rodeo season shot to

hellalong with his chances to be in the

National Finalsin one bad fall off one

nasty-assed bull some sicko had namedBetter Days to Come. Now Sean sat

here like an old lady invalid with a

blown-out knee and a separated

shoulder.

Most times? Hed have been back out

there, taped like the other guys, letting

the pain fuel his performance. But this

time Sean had listened to the doctor.More than that, this time hed even

been entertaining occasional crazy

thoughts about giving up rodeo, moving


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back to Virginia and starting a rodeo

school for kids.

Maybe it was being twenty-six and not a

rookie, anymore. Maybe it was seeing

too many older cowboys crippled with

chronic pain. Maybe it was seeing afriend killed when he rode injured and

met with the unexpected. They didnt

call rodeo the suicide circuit for

nothing.

But it wasnt the injuries that

threatened Sean right now. It was the

damn boredom.

Black rain clouds swept closer; the wind

preceding the storm bent the grass flat

and silver. Sean grumbled and opened

the computer on his lap, eagerness


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mounting in spite of his efforts to stay

cool. Unlikely shed be online now, in the

late afternoon. Whoever she was, heknew one thing, shed sure made life

interesting the past week or so.

All he knew was her online name,RodeoFan24, that she loved rodeo and

that she could talk a man into an

erection the size of a stallions in about

two minutes. Damn shame she didnt live

around here; if she was as hot in personas she came across on-screen, hed love

to do more than talk about it.

He opened his email program and typedher address into a new message.

SC: Hey. R u there?


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He had a mental picture of her. Blond

hair down to her waist, legs to her

armpits, curves that custom fit his

hands, a smile that could light up an

arena and all inhibitions checked at the

door. His perfect woman. All fun, allsex, all good feeling, no tie-downs, no

intensity, nothing to distract him from

what he needed to accomplish.

His email chime signaled incoming mail.

RodeoFan24: Im here. IM?

Damn if he wasnt getting horny already.

SC: Yes.


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He turned on his instant messenger

program, waited until her name came up,

typed his message and hit send to talk

to her in real cyber-time.

Chapter Two

SC: How r u?

RodeoFan24: Damn good, as always.

He laughed.

SC: Sleep well?

RodeoFan24: You werent with me.


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SC: Not as far as I know.

RodeoFan24: If you were with me, youd

know. So yes, I slept well. Damn shame,

too.

He chuckled again, loving that sharp

mind of hers.

SC: Sowhat kind of mood are you in?

RodeoFan24: Horny. For you. Always.

How about you? Tell me what youd like

for our first time.

He shifted on his chair, God the woman

was insatiable.


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SC: No words. No small talk. No meeting

in public where wed have to put on a

polite face. Just me coming into a

bedroom where you are. You wearing

something very small and very naughty.

RodeoFan24: Mmm.

SC: Which I would take off as soon aspossible, because I know how good you

look.

RodeoFan24: How good?

SC: Youre tall, 5' 8" or 5' 9"


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RodeoFan24: 5' 8" very good.

SC: You have small perfect breasts,

trim waist, legs to the moon and back.

You work out and are in good shape.

RodeoFan24: All correct except I have

medium perfect breasts.

SC: Okay, adjusting fantasy. Long hairto your waist.

RodeoFan24: Midback.

SC: Blond.

RodoeFan24: Dark blond, but yes.


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SC: You sound perfect. What are you

wearing now?

RodeoFan24: Black lace corset, garters,

high black heels

SC: Ohhh yeah. That works.

RodeoFan24: bright red lipstick and

nails. Watch out, Im a big bad bitch.

to be continued...

Chapter 3Sean grinned. All the pain and

claustrophobia disappeared when he wasin cyberspace talking to this fantasy

woman. Of course, she could be a fat

ugly gay man for all he knew, but he


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didnt think so. Call it instinct. The same

one that let him know what a horse or

bull was going to do a fraction of asecond before it did it. And damn she

played the seductress well. Hooked him

with her first email.

He got a lot of fan mail, but this one

stuck out, intrigued him. Hed fallen into

conversation with her, something hed

never have time to do uninjured, and

things had heated up quickly. More thanthat, she struck him as someone who

would be fun to get to know.

Not bloody likely. Shed tell him nothingabout herself.

SC: When r u going to give me your

address so I can come visit you?


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RodeoFan24: When you least expect it,

cowboy.

Mail call.

Sean jumped at the sound of Gregs

voice, feeling like a kid caught looking

at Playboy.

SC: Gotta go. Tonight?

RodeoFan24: You know it.

He smiled and shut the program down,

feeling the same disappointed loss he

did every time he severed their


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connection. Obviously he needed his life

back. Exceptfor some strange reason,

beyond his restlessness, the hunger tobe back in the arena wasnt as strong as

usual. Maybe because he knew his

chance of making the National Finals for

the seventh year in a row had landed

hard in the dust when he did.

Letter for you. Greg appeared on the

porch, tall and lean, retired at age

thirty-two from the sport they bothloved, to buy this ranch. He tossed a

thick letter onto Seans closed laptop.

Sean picked it up. Typewritten. Noreturn address. Funny. Only his mum

knew he was here at Gregs. He opened

it and read.


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Read it again.

Folded it and put it back in the

envelope.

What the hell was this?

An image of RodeoFan24 flashed before

his eyes the way they said life did

shortly before you lost it; she was hotand horny in the black corset, lying on

his bed, spread open wideand not a

damn thing he could do about it.

Damn and double and triple damn.

to be continued...

Chapter Four


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If this letter was legit, his mum was in

trouble. Money trouble. Sean had been

pretty successful on the rodeo circuit,but he didnt have close to enough to

bail her out of the back taxes

supposedly owed on the family ranch in

Virginia, the Flying C. If this letter was

legit.

He put his laptop aside, strode into the

house as best as his banged-up knee

would let him, and called home. His mumanswered; they chatted about his

health, the ranch, life in general, and he

knew. Heard the fear and forced

cheerfulness in her tone, the occasional

cracked syllable in what was usually a

soft musical flow of words.


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It was just like her to take the burden

on herself, just like when Dad died, not

wanting to deprive her sons of anything,especially not because of her own grief

or pain or needs. Not saying a word to

Sean when he wanted to take on the

most dangerous sport in the world, one

which made all the outdoor adventuringtheir dad did look like staying home

crocheting.

Sean owed her.

For all shed put herself through on his

behalf, his and his brothers. She knew

any of them could help her out. But shehadntand wouldntsay a word.

Whoever sent this letter was counting

on Sean to do the right thing.


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He hung up and limped back out onto the

porch, heart tight with worry and

frustration. He could have money.Plenty. Money his late father left him in

his willon one condition. A condition

Sean had been confident hed never

have to meet. No financial hardship of

his own could ever be dire enough.

Hed quit rodeo and sell fast food

before hed chain his cowboy soul for

his own sake.

But to save mum and the Flying

Cranch

Bad news? Greg leaned his tall frame

against the corner post of the porch,

glancing out at the storm, trying not to

show his concern.


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You could say that.

Whats up?

Sean laughed bitterly, tossed the letter

onto the rocking chair hed been sitting

in earlier and gave the heavy cream

stock a look of loathing before he met

his friends eyes.

Looks like Im going to have to get

married.

to be continued...

Chapter Five

Sean rested his sore shoulder against a

propped-up pillow in his friend Gregs

guest-room bed. Okay. Time to take


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stock of the situation again, though hed

been over it so many times his brain was

about ready to walk out on him.

Until his separated shoulder healed,

there was no way he could get back to

the rodeo events that made up hiscareer, or risk more serious injury. But

even if he could, there was no way he

could make enough money to bail his

mother out of the financial trouble she

was in.

Hed been over it and over it, and the

only way he could get that kind of

money was by fulfilling the terms of hisinheritance.

By getting married.


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His stomach gave a sick lurch and he

rubbed his hand over his forehead. A

cool breeze blew in through the open

window, freshened by the storm that

had just passed through. Which had

nothing on the storm brewing in him.

Sean Cooper, married? Might as well

grab him by the balls and lop them right

off. Hed seen what marriage could doto a cowboy. Shift his focus out of the

arena, off winning, onto his

responsibilities to wife and kids, the

proverbial ball and chain.

And what kind of life did he have to

offer a wife? On the road nearly fifty

weeks of the year; he didnt even own a

house. Never knew if hed come out of


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the ring alive or intact; a hell of a

bargain. Of course, with the money, he

could just put her up in a nice housesomewhere and forget about her.

There must be someone out there whod

like that. Hell, women were willing tomarry strangers on TV in those reality

shows, how bad could he be?

Its just thatyeah, okay, he didnthave a romantic bone in his bodybut

that all sounded pretty damn sleazy.

Hed much rather have a sweet nice

woman his mum would like than a gold

digger. Someone hed be proud to bringhome for the holidays. Someone who

could be by his side when he gave up the

circuit and opened a rodeo school for

kids.


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Only one problem.

He didnt know any sweet women. Most

of the women in his life had been out

for what he was out fora good time,blessedly short. And the ones that got

sticky fingers soon found out no amount

of stick could get Sean Cooper to stay.

He liked them tough and sassy and

loose, women like RodeoFan24, who hed

been having one of the hottest

relationships of his life withonline.

There wasnt a sweet, pure bone in herbody. She made porn actresses look like

kiddy-show cast members. Like

to be continued...

Chapter Six


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A vision suddenly took front and centre

in his thoughts. There had been one

woman hed known in high school. Whatwas her name? AlyssaAlyssa

something. Marks! Alyssa Marks. She

practically glowed with sweetness. His

mum had worked with her on some

school social committee and adored her,was always pushing him, Why dont you

date nice girls like Alyssa?

Because theyre nice, was the answer,one he never dared give her. But there

had been that one night, at their

graduation party. On a night like this

one, where the breeze smelled as if it

had been washed clean and pure. Hed

had one too many and shed asked him to

dance.


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He remembered how surprisingly good

shed felt in his arms, how shed pressed

herself against him as if she wantedmore than the dancethough he

couldnt imagine a girl like her doing

that.

Somehow theyd ended up back in his

carokay, not somehow, he damn well

knew why hedwanted her there. Shed

been clumsy, eager, surprisingly sweet

to tasteand then hed felt hertrembling and realised she was the

wrong woman for what he was after.

The memory brought back the sametenderness hed felt back then, holding

her, trying to calm her shaking. You

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me, not for you. She was the only

willing woman hed ever held back from.

Sean opened the case to his laptop. He

was due to meet RodeoFan24 online in

two hours and couldnt wait to see what

erotic heat she would generate tonight.But before that, hed have time to start

trying to track down Alyssa Marks, and

if she was single, and still the same

sweet girl shed always been, shed be as

good a starting place as any to findhimself a wife.

* * * * * *

What are you still doing here?

Alyssa Marks jumped guiltily at her

desk and smiled brightly at her fellow

financial analyst, Josie Shert. Alyssa

had been doing way too much


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daydreaming lately. It had to stop. She

was twenty-six-years old and should

have figured out better things to dowith her time. Im finishing up some

odds and ends before the weekend.

Josie crossed her arms over herimpressive chest and frowned. Youre

not going out with the gang?

Oh, I dont think

Honey, when are you going to cut loose

and make some man extremely happy to

be alive? Hiding yourself in here isntgoing to get you any dates.

Ah, my dream way to spend time.

Alyssa rolled her eyes. Sitting across


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from some guy who cant stop talking

about himself long enough to notice Im

there.

Ouch. Josie laughed. You have a point.

Well, Im on my way, dont work too hard

or too late.

I wont. Alyssa smiled brightly until

Josie was out of sight, then slumped

over her desk. Oh, for Petes sake. Shewasnt going to be able to hide behind

the man-hating thing forever. The truth

was, she was the most romantic, starry-

eyed fool she knew. Its just that no one

measured up to her fantasy man andshed rather wait alone forever than

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Her email chime interrupted her. She

glanced at her inbox and gasped. Gasped

again. Covered her hand with hermouth. Sean Cooper?It wasnt possible.

Not at all. How on earth had he found

her?

She opened the email, hands trembling.

Hey, Alyssa. Sean Cooper here, maybe

you remember me, maybe you dont. Its

been a while since Ive seen youbutmaybe not much longer. Ill be in Vegas

next week. I was wondering if youd like

to get together. Truth is, Ive thought

about you here and there over the

years, though Ive been too busy towrite. And Im not a man of words,

anyway. But I cant help wondering if

youre still the same sweet wonderful

girl you always were.


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Let me know if youll be free to see me.

Sean.

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.

Alyssa removed the hand from her

mouth long enough to drop her jaw,close it and clap the hand back. Sean

Cooper. Writing to her. Wanting to see

her. Next week. Sean Cooper!

What were the odds? Shed been

daydreaming about the man all day. Hell,shed been daydreaming about the man

for the last eight years. Which had all

seemed vaguely pathetic until just now.


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She and Sean never even dated her

senior year, the one year she was in

Virginia while her author father

researched a book about ranch life in

the nineteenth century.

As usual, Alyssa was the new girl in

school, and had spotted Sean the first

day. Tall, confident, killer green eyes

and dark tumbling hair, he moved like a

man, not like the mostly gawky otherguys in the class.

Something in Alyssas heart went zing,

and she, the type of girl hed never lookat twice, had pined all year long,

watched him date half the prettiest,

wildest girls in the class, heard the

rumours about the other half, and

finally decided eighteen was a good time


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to lose her virginity, and he was the one

she wanted.

Then on graduation night, amazingly and

dream-come-truly, her turn came. Last-

chance desperation spurring her on,shed asked Sean to dance at the

outdoor party, and hed accepted. Hed

stayed with her through the fast dance

and on to a slow one. Held her tightly

and shed pressed herself against him,arms savouring his strong neck and

shoulders.

She still remembered how he keptpulling back, looking at her quizzically,

as if hed never seen her before and

couldnt believe she was real.


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Then hed suggested a walk that ended

in his car as shed hoped it would, and

his hands and mouth on her unleashed

such a storm of unexpected longing that

she realised if he took her, shed lose

her heart along with her virginity, and

she was so far gone, she didnt care.

Except he hadnt taken her. To her

horror, hed stopped. Mumbled

something about not being the guy forher. Yeah, she knew what that meant.

Mr. Ill-sleep-with-anything hadnt

wanted a fumbling virgin idiot when

there were experienced women out that

night, drunk and easy.

Except hed held her for a while and

theyd talked easily, and laughed the

same. Then hed driven her home and


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kissed her again, in a way that made her

humiliated heart recover enough of its

pride to keep beating, and which made

her his eternal love-slave, even through

four years of dating Rick during and

after college at Smith.

No man ever thrilled her the way Sean

Cooper had.

She reread the note. Cant help

wondering if youre still the same sweet

wonderful girl you always were.

Is that how he thought of her? Sweet?

Wonderful? Did he hope she still was

like that, or not?


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She rolled her chair back from the

computer, folded her arms across her

navy suit jacket and stared at his note

from a seemingly safe distance.

But there was something else she waswondering. Something she had a feeling

shed never know.

What would Sean Cooper do if he foundout sweet, wonderful Alyssa Marks was

RodeoFan24?

to be continued...

Chapter Eight

Alyssa tried very hard not to rush to

her computer after dinner. Maybe her

counter needed another wipe? Perhaps


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she should brew another cup of herbal

tea? Take a leisurely look at todays

news?

All she wanted was to run and see if

Sean Cooper had written again.

Two weeks earlier after visiting his web

site, shed gotten up her nerve and

written him an anonymous email as

RodeoFan24. To her shock hed writtenback almost immediately, and then

wrote back again. And again.

Shed answered him each time,anonymity allowing her to be a flirty,

confident, take-no-prisoners sexual

female the way she only dreamed of

being.


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It was fun as hell at first. Until all

those feelings shed successfully

wrestled into submission years ago came

bursting out again. Pathetic. A grown

professional woman who still couldnt

get over her first big high-school crush.

Okay, shed waited long enough, she was

going to rush to her computer now. The

email shed gotten from Sean at theoffice that afternoon addressed to

Alyssa Marks, instead of to RodeoFan24

completely shocked her. Sean was

coming here! To Vegas! And he wanted

to see Alyssa. Said he couldnt helpwondering if she was still the same

sweet wonderful girl he knew senior

year in high school.


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Well she was. And she definitely wasnt.

She opened her Alyssa email and

caught her breath. Sean had written

back already, answering the note shed

sent from the office a few hours ago.

He was comingoh my Godin threedays.

She pictured him as shed seen him last,

on TV, face set in stone, hat low overhis eyes, sitting on the bull in the chute.

The gate swung open, the bull plunged

out and for eight breath-holding

seconds, raged and twisted and bucked

with Sean miraculously glued to its back.

After Sean got clear, hed lifted his hat

high to the crowd, green eyes flashing,

stubbled jaw set, her sexiest fantasy


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come to life. Shed wanted to jump into

the television set and ride him right

there in the arena, her own personalrodeo beast, while thousands cheered.

But for a lot longer than eight seconds.

She opened her email for RodeoFan24

and omigod, there was more email from

him.

SC: Come join me on IM.

She breathed through the thrill andlogged on to her Instant Messenger

program, then twirled her chair toward

the alcove in her bedroom where she

displayed the antique corsets and

camisoles she collected.


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Sean always wanted to know what she

was wearing and she loved giving him the

details. Today shed be wearing the

white lace camisole shed embroidered

with rosebuds. Give him a taste of

naughty sweetness.to be continued...

Chapter Nine

Behind her, a chime signaled an incoming

instant message and she whirled

back.Behind her, a chime signaled an

incoming instant message and she

whirled back.

SC: How goes it?


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Alyssa pulled the chair forward and

settled her hands eagerly onto the

keyboard.

RodeoFan24: Better now youre here,

cowboy.

SC: What are you wearing?

Alyssa laughed. Gotcha.

RodeoFan24: Virgin white lace-up corset

with embroidered pink rosebuds. I need

a man to deflower me.

SC: Now theres something Ive never

done, though I had the chance once.


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Alyssas eyes shot open as wide as eyes

could shoot. Once? Shedgiven him that

chance, at their high-school graduation

and been rejected.

RodeoFan24: I didnt think there was

anything you hadnt done. You turned

her down?

SC: Yeah. Shewell, she deserved

better than me.

Alyssa bit her lip. Was that really why?She so wanted to believe him.


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RodeoFan24: You mean theres someone

better than you? Am I wasting my time

here?

SC: LOL. No. Im the best. Why wont

you tell me where you live?

Alyssa rolled her eyes. Oh thatwould

be a good idea, considering hed be out

here next week.

RodeoFan24: Because I like to tease.

SC: Okay, okay. But one of these daysIll have it out of you.

RodeoFan24: One of these days I want

you to have it in me.


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SC: Ha! At least tell me your name.

RodeoFan24: No.

SC: Then tell me a fantasy, RodeoFan.

Alyssa took a deep breath. This was the

part of their crazy correspondence sheliked best. When she, Alyssa Marks,

actually held Sean Cooper in herthrall

for a change.

Chapter Ten

RodeoFan24: Youre getting ready for a

ride, standing in your trailer, going over

your moves, going over the routine. Your

head is totally into what you have to do.


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SC: And my other head?

RodeoFan24: LOL! Dont interrupt.

SC: Sorry.

RodeoFan24: You hear the door open,but youre so deep in concentration you

dont really register it. Suddenly, my

hands come from behind you and settleright on your fly. Youre shocked; you

turn around angrily, then you see me and

you know immediately who I am even

though its your first sight of me. Im

wearing a red whalebone corset thatpushes up my breasts and barely

reaches my nipples. You shake your

head, no, not now, but I come up to you

and


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Alyssa jerked her hands back from the

keyboard. Kiss you, she wanted to write.

Feel your mouth hard and crazy-

passionate on mine. But he wouldnt care

how much she wanted to kiss him. Men

liked it rough, immediate, sexual.

SC: And what, RF24?

RodeoFan24: I kneel in front of you. I

take your cock out. Youre already hard.

SC: No kidding.

RodeoFan24: Are you?


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SC: Cha.

RodeoFan24: Mmm. I have red lipstick

on that glistens on my mouth, up and

down you while I suck. You have a ride

to make, you cant get this distracted,

but you also cant stand to stop mywarm mouth making you crazy.

SC: Ohhhtyping one-handed here.

A wicked smile widened Alyssas mouth.

She pictured him in bed, laptop to one

side, long strong legs spread out in

front of him, pants undone, oh yes, handstroking his thick, hard

SC: Dont leave me now, RF24.


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hold back, even though you know it

might cost you the ride. Riding me will

be better.

SC: God yes, it will be. Tell me where

you live!

tie me now

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