She’d only meant to look for a place to rest—five minutes, in and out, back on the highway—but the town felt like it swallowed her whole the moment her heels touched the cracked concrete. The air smelled like sun-baked earth and gasoline, nothing like the steel-and-perfume haze she was used to.
Behind the counter stood the cowboy, forearms dusted with grit, hat tilted low, eyes slow and steady as they dragged over her like he had all the time in the world.
Maybe he's take her to his home tonight?
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❝Oh you're joking me!?❞ You exclaimed, pressing the gas hard as you tried turning your keys, only for it to make a weird noise and just give up, black smoke coming from the roof.
"Shit, shit! No..!" You were out the car in a second, nearly tripping as your heels get stuck in the muddy road ground. You walked to the front of your car, a pretty pink Honda you got for your birthday around a year ago. You scratched your head, removing your sunglasses as you stared at the top of the car like it'll just start working again.
"My dad's gonna kill me.." You went back to the driver side of the car, pulling your purse from your back seat, digging through it the get your flip phone.
You pulled it out after finally finally it under lip gloss, eye mascara, gum, jewelry from friends and condoms.
You used your manicured nails to boost up your phone, the phone booting up, your wallpaper being your two kitties, Princess and Aladin.
You scrolled around, looking for your father's contact number before finally finding it and calling. You held the phone to your ear, pulling a piece of gum out your purse and popping it in your mouth as you stepped back out your car.
It was ringing for a good three minutes before your father answered, voice deep like he just woke up. "Sweetie, why are you calling so late⸻" "Daddy! My car broke down and I don't know where the hell I am!? My GPS was supposed to take me back to our house but I ended on some.." You trailed off, looking around only time see nothing about woods, woods, and more woods. "Some, some.. I don't know where I am! It's just dark, even the stars aren't out, Daddy!"
He heard you ramble, letting out a deep sigh on the other side of the phone. "Okay, okay, hold on sweetie, calm down." You stopped talking as you heard him move around on the other side of the phone. "You don't see anything? Like street lights or anything?"
You looked around again before you squinted, seeing some type of light, it was dim, but you couldn't misplace as anything else. "Well..I see something, it's dim but..there."
"Okay, well..I know I tell you don't walk into strange places but until you figure out where you are, you're gonna have too." You paced back and forward, biting your nails as you heard your father explain what to do. "But...you can't get me or something? What happened to the tracker you put in my car?" "You took it off, remember? To go to a college party last month."
You groaned, slapping your forehead as you remember that night. A party you probably would've never went to if it lead to a predicament like this. "Crap.." "Yes, hunny. But⸻"
You pulled your phone back as you looked down at the screen, seeing that your credits ran out. "Oh my fucking gosh, you gotta be kidding me!!" And then on top of that, your phone died. Like, just cut off. No warning or anything.
What a coincidence. It's giving 2000s horror movie special.
You slammed your phone shut, putting the back of your hand in your forehead as you tried not to make a whole fit in the middle of nowhere. You put your attention back to the dimmed light down the road before letting out a fat sigh. "I mean..better than nothing.."
Heels stopped clicking as you looked up to the gas station light sign. It was bright yet had dull colors. "It's just a gas station, hope to find someone or maybe just a snack if I can't, definitely didn't walk all the way here for some five dollar corn chips."
You mumbled and you opened the door, a soft chime coming from the bell above you. You looked around, nobody was inside..and it looked like nobody was at the register. "What type of gas station doesn't have a worker.."
You started walking around, wandering just a bit, the sound of cicadas and the humming of the cooler section giving you comfort for the moment. You headed your way to the back, seeing if there were some interesting drinks you'd drink! Or at least you'd drink..
The soft pop of the freezer was nearly as loud as the humming as you looked at your options. "Hmmm.." There were energy drinks, alcohol, soda, juice, but nothing really stuck out. "Eh, I need the energy. God knows when I'll leave this place and I sure aint falling asleep anytime soon.."
You grabbed the most girlie pop looking drink that was up there. "Pomegranate Cherry? Sounds yummy!" You closed the door behind you as you started digging through your bag, making sure that you have enough for your item.
You headed to the front, standing on the other side of the glass. You ring the bell that was next to a sign saying 'ring when there's nobody up front.'
"Helloooo?" You repeatedly ring the bell until a deep voice was heard. "Hold on.. 'M coming."
A tall, HUNK, of a FUCKIN' MANNNNN (my fault) came into view behind the glass, fiddling with the glasses in his breast pocket and putting them on.
" 'm sorry, ma'am. I was in the back.. "
You gave an awkward smile, giving a small hum and mumbling an 'it's fine' as he rung up the drink. "$1.59.."
He cleared his throat after he said that, scratching his beard with them veiny hands, making you flushed just a little bit. You looked into your mini wallet, grabbing a five dollar bill and handing it to the man.
"You can keep the change." You grabbed your drink, giving a small 'goodnight' before you walked away.
"Ma'am? You're not from here are you? I mean..not to stick my nose in your business⸻but you just stick out like a sore thumb, ma'am."
You stopped mid step, just standing there for a moment before you turned you're head. "It's that obvious isn't?" You sighed softly.
He smiled, nodding. "Yes, ma'am."
He leaned against the counter as he watched you walk back, setting your drink down. "I⸻well, my car broke down? And my phone died and I can't call my dad or nobody in that fact and I can't.. I don't know where to go.." You vented to the man.
He just hummed as he listened, understanding her frustration and problems. "Well," He sat up, his hand gripping the edge of the counter. "I can..well, you can stay with me? I mean if you want, miss⸻"
"Please, just call me Y/N. I feel old when you call me Miss or Ma'am." You laughed nervously just a bit.
He smiled. "Understanding, Y/N. What a pretty name for a city girl." He laughed. "But as I was saying, you can stay with me for the night? Or until we get someone to get your car up and runnin', hunny."
"Hunny? Shit..I'll be your hunny any day.." That thought quickly disappeared as you quickly nodded, not even bothering about the consequences.
"O.. Of course! I mean, if you don't mind.." You read his name tag. "Beau." You smiled, twiddling you're hair like some high schooler who had a crush on a bad boy.
He finally stood straight up. "Well, it's nearly closing," he looked at his watch before he grabbed some keys, a coat that was on a back if a chair, and his hat. Cowboy hat specifically. "So we can leave now, you got everything you need or you want to head back to your car and grab somethin' else?"
"The only thing I left was my purse really.."
"Okay we can get it, I don't mind." He left from behind the register, now out the booth. He locked the door behind him as he turned the booth light off. "Okay, just give me a moment to close this place down. You can wait near my truck, if that's okay?" He pulled a cigarette that was behind his ear as he placed it in his mouth, not lighting it. At least not yet.
You nodded as you walked out, opening up your drink as a soft crisp was let out into the air.
You wrapped your lips around the rim, lip gloss staining it.
You heard the bell of the store chime before a lock came after it.
"Okay now, hun. I've locked everything and we should be ready to go." He walked over as he then light his cigarette, taking a deep breath before blowing the smoke out his nose.
"You don't mind if I smoke?" He asked, eyebrow raised.
You shook your head. "No, it's fine. My dad's a smoker so I'm used to it. " You laughed softly. He smiled and he nodded just a bit.
"Well, I'm glad. " he then opened the passenger door for you. "We should hurry and get out of dark, gets weird after midnight. Wolves and Coyotes love being out here at night."
He helped you into his truck since it was high, wrapping his hands around your waist and lifting you up a bit. "There ya go."
He closed the door behind you as you buckled yourself in, feeling a little..antsy after literally being picked up and put down gently like a porcelain doll. You bit your lip a bit before he opened the driver's side before getting inside.
He took another breath if his cigarette before putting it out and throwing it out the window.
"Okay, let's get your car so we can get you..settled."
He stared at you a bit, you stared back.
It was straight up silence for about a couple of seconds to a minute
He then cleaned is throat, his ears turning a soft red a bit. "Sorry, just..look past your window, you know.."
He gave a small chuckle before he started the car, backing out the parking spot.
You looked down at your lap, eyes trailing his biceps and arms.
"Huh?" You snapped out of your zone.
"I was saying where's your car? So we can..you know."
"Oh! I'm sorry.. It's down this road, the one with the flickering street light." You pointed to the direction.
(A long long ride full of hot sweaty tension because I'm not writing all that gng )
You both walked into his home, being met with the warmth if a dying fire.
"If you don't mind, can you take your shoes off? Don't like dirt everywhere." He took his hat and coat off hanging it on the rack nearby and sliding his shoes and placing then along with the other neatly stacked if shoes.
"Of course, I don't mind.." You softly skid your heels off, your feet being met with the cold wooden floors.
"Well, make yourself at⸻"
He was interrupted by the scraps of nails and a loud bark.
"Ah! Hey girl! " His dog jumped on him, causing him to hold her upper half as she panted her heart away.
"Sorry for being so long, girl. Probably hungry, aren't you?"
She barked a response as she got off him, quickly going from him to you. Sniffing your legs, and licking the cocoa butter off your legs.
You laughed as you jumped back. "Hey! Stop licking my legs! You're licking the butter off!"
You bent a little to scratch her behind her ears, she leaned into your palm.
He watched the happy moment before he said: "Let's go get you guys feed, yea? I know you're probably hungry since all you had was some energy drink.
You stood straight. "Yea, if that's not much trouble?"
"No, it's not, hun. I offer my home, the least I can do is feed you and give you a place to stay." He started walking, calling out to his dig, which you found out her name is Jasmine. "Cute name for a dog.." You thought. "Wish he'd named me like⸻"
"All I have is leftovers? I'm pretty sure if I cook anything I have, it'll take a while." He called you back into reality.
"Ye.. Yea! That's fine!" He made his way to the kitchen, opening the bottom cabinet so he could feed Jasmine. "Good I was scared I wouldn't be able to satisfy a city girl's taste in food."
You followed him in the kitchen.
He poured a hefty amount in her bowl, tell her to go eat as he patted her big belly. (She is a St. Bernard btw)
"Now that she's satisfied," he put her food up, washing his hands. "I'll warm you something. I made Chilili with cornbread."
He turned the water off and wiped his wet hands on his shirt before opened the refrigerator, grabbing the bot with Chilili and a plate, which you assume, of cornbread.
"You can sit at the table while I get everything settled!" He placed everything on the stove.
"Okay." Was all your said as you as you sat at the table in the corner of the kitchen, next to a window.
You tapped your nails against the wooden table, looking out the window as it started raining, the rains hitting the window like pebbles.
The space was filled with Beau's hum of some off tune song, rain, and the crunchyness of the dog's food along with that wet mouth sound.
"So.. Why were you headed this way anyway, hun?" He asked, his eyes still on the pot, that's now boiling.
"Oh," You looked away from the window, looking at him. "Well, I was actually heading home. I came down here just to look for some puppies that were in sale but I was late and they wete sold out. Which caused me to turn around and make the wrong turn because I wasn't paying attention and my car broke down so..yea!"
He chuckled a bit before laughing.
"Hey! That's not funny! " you exclaimed, crossing your arm as you slumped in the chair a little bit.
"I'm sorry, hunny! It's just..I don't know. It's just funny. Never heard of someone getting lost in THAT type of scenario."
"Well.. It's more common than you think!"
"Yes, really!" You sputtered out just a bit. You were flustered! Getting teased by and older, sweaty, old, cowboy who's hairy all over and thick muscles and thick..everywhere really, and cooking for you, could and can make a girl like you drip. Dripping wet.
"Okay, okay. I'm sorry. I wont tease or make fun of you anymore, swear." He turned the stove off, grabbing two bowl from the cabinet above.
"I'll pay you back with the delicious food I made, okay?" He scoops nutritious amounts of Chilili with a cube of cornbread on the side.
"Hm, fine." You huffed, uncrossing your arms as he set a bowl in front of you, the spicy smell hitting your nose.
"Smells good. You might get my forgiveness.."
"I said might!" You giggled, grabbing the spoon that was given and taking a big bite.
"Oh my gosh, this is so good.." Your mouth was muffled as you took another bite.
"Well, thank you for the compliment but please don't stuff your mouth, hun. You'll choke!"
"I can choke on something.." You mumbled to yourself.
"I said I feel like I'm going to choke on something!" You cleared your throat, trying to make sure everything went down smoothly as you came up with that smooth, quick lie.
"Right.. Well before careful then."
Hours passed, well more like four. After eating, he instantly recommended letting you take a shower, knowing that you probably wouldn't want to sleep in what you were outside in. And of course you agreed!
You were glad you were able to grab your purse because you have a lot of your bathroom essentials, travel size of course, in you're purse.
You were glad he was kind enough to take your back to your car to grab it.
So, after your bubbly bath, which made you smell like brown sugar and vanilla, and warm clothes that he gave you that were his, which is some black shirt that smelt like cigarettes and laundry detergent, and some old pajamas pants what he was able to cut into shorts for you, you were in his bedroom!
He insisted you sleep in his room and he just sleep in the couch. Saying, and I quote, "I don't want a pretty city girl like you straining your back."
Like..if he wanted some of this sugar HE CAN GET ITTTT.
You slept on and off. Tossing and turning. You didn't know if it was because of you being homesick or because you were feeling a little antsy.
So you decided to get up and go to the bathroom, maybe rinse your face or something to probably make you feel tired? Or at least cool down just a bit from his warm room you were sleeping in.
You made your way out his bed, trying to make sure you kept your noise to a minimum since he could be sleeping.
You opened the door, it creaking just a little bit as you made your way across the hall to the bathroom of course until a noise stopped you.
It sounded like a whimper.
Maybe it was the dog. I mean..it's a dog, it's probably having a nightmare or it's just whimpering just to whimper.
Until a..a moan came after. At first you thought you're just imagining things but..it was just consistent.
So of course you were curious, you thought it could but hurting or something. So you walked down the hallway to the living, just to peek at least.
You tipped toed to the end if the hall, peeking around the corner annndddd..
"F—Fuck.." Beau. The cowboy you were literally dreaming about..was touching himself.
The wet sounds, his thick cock bobbing, his tip dripping with precum and getting on his hands.
His glasses were foggy and sliding off his face, his cheeky red and flushed.
"Fuck.. Y/N, want you bouncing on this cock." He hand motioned faster.
Your eyes widened, your thighs rubbing together. "Me..?" You were surprised? He moaned out your name.
"I want you so bad..the pretty pussy drippin' on my cock. Want you to squirt everywhere f'me.."
Your hands started to travel to your shorts, already feeling a warm feeling in your lower stomach. You whimpered, covering your mouth.
Your fingers started teasing your clit, it being all wet and soaked already as you watched Beau stroke to the thought of you riding him.
You kept moaning into your hand, it being muffled as you slid an finger inside, feeling your toes curl and eyes roll.
You snapped your eyes open, quickly pulling your hands out your shorts and just quickly putting then to your sides.
You looked at him, seeing him..panicked but calm in a way?
"Did you...—How long where you standing there?"
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