Break Me Gently (Cowboys and Virgins)
A hot young cowboy teaches an bookish veterinary intern to enjoy the ride.
Warning: This 6,600 word short story contains mature content, including a cowboy taking a shy young woman's virginity in a hot outdoor scene! More
For as long as Emma can remember, she's wanted to be a horse veterinarian. Instead of going to college parties, she spent her weekends in the library, cuddled up with a biology textbook instead of a boyfriend.
Years of hard work have earned her an internship with one of the best large animal vets in the country, but her future grows uncertain when a champion mare is wounded during a rodeo. When the horse panics, Emma freezes in a moment of crisis that makes her doubt her own ability.
Before things can spiral out of control, a calm young cowboy named Wayne calms the mare with his steady eyes and gentle voice, leaving Emma spellbound.
Things heat up when Emma follows Wayne to his horse trailer, hoping to learn his tricks, but soon she discovers that the best part of life's journey isn't the destination. It's the ride.
Warning: This 6,600-word short story contains explicit adult content, including a young woman's first time with a hot cowboy.
Wayne had found a spot of shade beneath the spreading branches of a gnarled mesquite. He leaned against the trunk, watching with a wide grin as Emma gathered in the reins and pulled Ranger to a stop. The horse came to a halt in a cloud of churning dust, and Emma slid off his back.
Sweat streaked Ranger's flanks, darkening his lustrous red coat. His sides heaved like bellows as he caught his breath, but he nuzzled happily against Wayne's hand as the cowboy patted his nose.
"Hot damn, Emma! You nearly ran him ragged!"
Emma's eyes widened in alarm, but Wayne just laughed. "Don't apologize. He needed the exercise. I told you he liked to run!" Wayne loosened the saddle's girth and let the reins drop to the ground. "We better give him a breather before we head back, though."
Emma watched Wayne care for his horse, her heart full of gratitude for what he'd taught her. Did this young cowboy have any idea that he might have just salvaged her fading dream? Wayne laid the saddle over a big rock, then straightened.
When he turned, Emma stood just inches away. He stiffened in surprise, but didn't step back.
With the heart-pounding ride still fresh in her mind, Emma felt lightheaded, reckless. On impulse, she closed her eyes and tilted her head back, parting her lips in invitation.
"I want to thank you," she said, looking up into eyes like deep pools of honey. Her heart hammered in her breast, and she felt more nervous now than she had in the stables. What if he didn't find her attractive? For a moment, she stood waiting, vulnerable and filled with doubt.
Then Wayne's mouth found hers, and the heat of his hungry kiss consumed all her doubts. His arm wrapped around her waist, lean and hard with muscles strengthened by long hours working on a ranch. He pulled her close, and Emma's breasts pressed against his chest.
He raked his fingers through her hair, leaving electrified nerve endings in their wake. She marveled that such a callused hand could be so tender. Her hands found his back, and she explored the firm ridges of his shoulders as Wayne pressed against her, pushing his tongue between her lips with gentle force as he inhaled deeply of her scent.
The hand at her waist slid lower, moving over the swell of her ass and giving it a hard squeeze. He pulled her close, and the bulge of his manhood pressed thick and long against her hip.
Emma's mind and body swirled with conflicting emotions and desires. The warm ache between her thighs emphasized her body's desire, but she was afraid as well. She had never let a man get close, but here she was, alone with a cowboy she barely knew. Somehow, she felt she could trust Wayne. But she wasn't sure she could trust herself.
She broke away from the kiss with a gasp. "Wait," she pleaded, pushing against his chest. I... I've never done this before, Wayne."