Her Cowboy Knight

Her Cowboy Knight by Johnna Maquire

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straps. “I never said all your gadgets were useless and time wasting, just that the Internet didn’t have all the answers. I will admit that was a pretty neat trick.”
    “Enough that all the cowboys should have smartphones to increase their efficiency?”
    Cooper chuckled and said, “Absolutely not. No work would get done because they would all be assaulting virtual walls with flying birds.”
    Gabby just shook her head and climbed on the four-wheeler behind Cooper. He surprised her by heading away from the home. He drove to the top of the hill where they had picnicked a few days before and killed the engine.
    When he removed his helmet and pointed, Gabby removed her helmet and looked where he indicated. The sun was just starting to set over the scrub trees of the Texas hill country. The first of the color was just starting to pinken the sky. Cooper grabbed a tarp and a canteen from the seat compartment and spread the tarp on the ground.
    Gabby rested her head on Cooper’s chest and watched the sun set, letting him wrap his arm around her and hold her close to his chest. “I almost don’t want to go back to the Faire tomorrow.”
    Cooper ran his fingers through her hair. “Jed asked me to take you tomorrow. I thought I might just stay over and drive you back on Sunday instead of making the trip twice.”
    When the full implications of that statement hit Gabby, she sat up and looked Cooper in the eye. “You mean, visit the Faire, and meet my family?”
    Cooper folded his arm behind his head and said, “Well, your family is there, so I assume unless you hide them in a cave that I will meet them.”
    Gabby lightly punched his shoulder. “Silly, of course I won’t hide them in a cave, it’s just… I didn’t think of you at the Faire. It’s not really your speed. Are you sure you want to come? I mean, I’m fine if you’re too busy or something. I could borrow a car, maybe?”
    Cooper grabbed her hand and held it to his lips. “No way are you driving anything of mine. I’m not too busy. I have a feeling this is going to be enlightening. “
    Gabby pushed herself up on her hands and looked down at him. “Matter of fact, this might be very enlightening.” She gave him a secret smile, then leaned down to kiss him on the lips.
    He grabbed her hips and settled her on top of him. He cupped her bottom, gently reigniting the fire he had set in her cheeks earlier in the day. She rocked her hips forward, and he groaned. He nuzzled her neck as he rolled her under him, placing both hands on either side of her head. She writhed under him after their sudden reversal, running her hands under his shirt.
    Cooper reached up and took his shirt off. When his eyes met Gabby’s this time, all teasing had left them, replaced by a heat that went straight to Gabby’s core. She swallowed convulsively. Her breath caught as his fingers reached for the top button of her shirt. By the time he reach the last button and spread the edges of her shirt, her panting breaths could be heard between them.
    His eyes left hers and trailed slowly down to her breasts, covered now only by her bra. “Raise up a little, honey.”
    He reached behind her and expertly unclasped her bra. He laid her back down, drawing the ends of her bra from around her back to pull the protecting scrap of cloth free from her body. He drew in a breath. “Oh, Lord, you are perfect.”
    His hands followed his eyes almost reverently as his fingertips brushed her nipples, the sensation connecting right to her pussy. He dipped his head and circled one of her nipples with his tongue. She moaned and grabbed his hair in her fists while his hands moved down to the clasp at her jeans. As he worked the denim over her hips, he began to move south with his kisses, stopping every once in a while when her moans and squeaks indicated he had hit a sensitive spot. When he reached the top of her panties, he lifted them just enough to give her a teasing kiss underneath the scrap of

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