PROLOGUE:
"I paid for your services, Maam," he tells me, pulling my hand.
A clean fella is unusual in this place, especially in this saloon.
He's very intriguing to the eye, tall and handsome, and I see some side glances from the women nearby.
He definitely looks like a fine ride!
"Why cowboy, what would you like?" I say, puckering my lips, trying to give him a once over on a hot body for an hour.
"I have a certain need," he says.
I nod.
In this saloon, we hear about every kind of demand. Forbidden is like our bread and butter!
Still, as intriguing as he is, I have to stay safe from low bribers.
Some things aren't worth my coin!
I pull him upstairs toward my bedroom as we pass the moans and bed thumping sounds. A few doors are opened, and the visuals are numb minding to me, but you get the sentiment.
I look back as he smiles, and a dimple forms on his cheek. What a handsome one with blue eyes and brown cropped hair.
We enter my basic bedroom of cleaned sheets. The ladies love to laugh at my devotion to a cleaned spot while dirty hands feel up on me.
I shut my door, giving him a sultry smile. A performance perfected after many years at this establishment.
He watches me with interest, taking in my light brown hair that's piled in large waves. It's bigger than my petite frame and large bosoms.
Definitely, an extra coin or two comes from these melons!
"I just want to lay with you."
I lift my eyebrow.
"You sure you don't need my lips. I can suck a good rod." I told him.
"No, I just want to lay with a woman. I've never, um, done that," He says.
I understand.
Even with as many men I've laid with, I've never actually slept with a man past night.
As rules here are by an hour.
"Are you sure? A sniff, a lick, and my throat is available. "
He shakes his head.
I move to the bed, gathering my skirts to climb on. The bed squeaks as I go on all fours, giving him a show.
Still, he declines, shaking his head.
I sigh, tapping my pillow.
"Your coin," I told him.
He takes off his boots as I climb over my sheets.
He moves towards my body, lifting his leg as he climbs over. Turning, he leans into me, and his arm wraps around my waist.
I freeze for a second, but it's nice.
I've never had such body heat.
He smells really good, too.
Fresh.
A hint of intoxicating musk enters my nose. His body is firm and large. It covers my small frame.
We're quiet.
Echos of release grounds through my place from other outside activities. Moans from another whore bangs through my walls. A fake one hoping for an extra coin for her bragging performance.
He's so warm.
His quiet slow breath leaves me more breathless than I'm used to.
"If you're not comfortable, please, move however you want. Natural is all I'm looking for."
I lay still, nodding my head.
We cuddle until I start to find my eyes heavy. I turn unexpectedly, and find myself leaning into his embrace. His firm thick chest under my ear.
His arm tightens around me.
There's a certain beauty about this.
I can hear his heartbeat and his lips touch my hair. We just lay there until a knock sounded at my door.
I lift up sitting as I look down. I'm mid stuck on what this feeling is in my stomach. Like little butterflies.
I look over my shoulder.
He smiles and I shyly return it.
"Thank you." He tells me.
"Your welcome," I whispered.
It is unusual to feel this good after an hour. I'm usually hoping the time ends sooner than later.
