Natalie Acres - Wanted by outlaws

"She's not sleeping with any of us… yet," Clay complained as he walked into the rundown building. "You care to show her one of your rooms?"

"Sure, I'll be happy to do that right after our servants get back from picking the splinters out of the last ass we kissed around here."

Brooding now, Luke stepped forward. "What's your name?"

"Percy. I own this joint and have a right mind to do all right with it every now and then. The rooms are clean, the beds are made with fresh sheets, and the price is right. For what you want to do with her, I imagine it's gonna suit."

Luke pursed his lips and reminded Clay. "She don't wanna stay here."

"It's either here or under the open sky. Tell her that and see if she don't change her mind," Clay snapped.

Luke swatted his hat in his hand, ran his fingers through his hair and headed back outside. "Clay said here or the open sky, take your pick."

She quickly stood up to argue but then sank back to the blankets. "I'll take the open sky, thank you very much."

Levi yanked her up and pulled her over his shoulder all in one move. "I think not, Miss Masterson. I am pretty damn tired. The livery stable is over there across the street and they have clean rooms and a bed here, which I plan to use with you. We're staying." He kicked up some dirt and made his way to the plank porch. "And we're gonna need two rooms," he said to the man who introduced himself as Percy.

"Put me down now," she ordered as she kicked.

"Stop moving around this very second or I'll slide my hand under your dress and fuck you with my fingers right here and now."

Her body stopped twitching at once. "You'll pay for this" she promised through gritted teeth.

"I hope so, Emily. We all hope so."

“Two rooms?” Percy asked.

“Yes, side by side if you got it,” Clay added.

The older man pursed his lips and narrowed his gaze. “What will you give me for the owner’s special?” He tried to up-sell his upgraded accommodations, probably his own private quarters within the rooming house.

Luke considered the newly presented option before he responded. “This owner’s suite, is it here or somewhere close to town?”

“Oh no, boy, it’s my house. It’s right over there.”

The man pointed a good two hundred yards to the tiny cottage. The only thing going for it was the fact that it seemed to have some privacy.

“How much you want for it a night?” Clay asked.

“What do you say we take it out in trade? How many nights do you reckon you’ll need a place?”

Percy gave Emily a toothless grin and she slid her hands down Levi’s back to grab hold of his hard ass. She closed her eyes and released a sigh. Touching him was better than sipping on his dick covered in chocolate, and she really had a sweet tooth. She also wanted to suck Levi’s cock more than she wanted to lick on those expensive balls of chocolate covered candies.

“We don’t know how long we’re going to stay yet, Percy,” Luke said. “What’s the rate for your place?”

He nodded toward Emily. “Your woman’s got a dirty mind, I see, but when I mentioned a trade, I got something better to trade for than a piece of used pussy.”

Her mouth dropped and Levi pinched her on the ass.

“Stop it,” she gritted out

“Not a word,” he cautioned. “We’re trying to get you that home you seem to want. Hush up now, and listen.”

Clay stepped forward brooding with every step. “Let’s get one thing straight here, Percy. We ain’t laid a hand on Emily here. She’s a friend of ours. Me and the boys are cousins and we just look after her.”

“I see,” he rubbed his chin. “Seems somebody likes to look out for her ass more than any other part of her, and I can sure understand why. Never you mind, let’s go on down here and talk a little business.” He started toward the cottage or what Emily considered a large shack. At least it had some potential.

Levi didn’t let her feet touch the ground until she promised to behave herself. She decided he’d scolded her like a small child. He was going to pay for such a mistake. She knew how a woman made a man pay. She still had her virginity but it didn’t make her completely stupid.

After her feet were on the ground again, she walked behind Levi and Luke and couldn’t help but notice how good they looked in their breeches. She wondered if something was wrong with her. What woman got her thrills, her true jollies, by staring at a man’s ass? Maybe she wasn’t normal or maybe, she thought, she blossomed all at one time. It didn’t matter. As luck would have it, three men seemed eager to deflower her.

Without thinking, she felt of her chin. Thank God, she hadn’t started drooling yet. She imagined it was possible, to slobber and such, over a good man.

“So I heard your woman…uh, I mean your friend mention something about a home. If you’re interested, then I might be inclined to rent or sell this place to you. Are you planning on putting down a few roots here?” Percy asked the difficult questions, no doubt.

Luke shot Clay a cold stare and in turn Levi gave them each a sappy smile. Mockingly, he turned to Emily. “You reckon we’re planning on putting down roots here, Emily?”

“Levi, what is wrong with you?” Luke asked. “I’ve never heard you talk so much in your sorry life.”

Emily nudged him in the ribs. “Yeah, Levi. What’s wrong with you?”

Since they didn’t know Percy from an outlaw on a wanted poster, Emily knew better than to ask such a question. She’d get an answer, all right.

“Some good looking woman promised to blow me until I was too tired to get it stiff again,” he gave the answer, as she suspected, verbatim. He said it precisely as she’d whispered it in his ear earlier. Leave it to Levi.

Luke grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of view by tugging her to the rear of the house while Percy walked inside with Clay and Levi on his heels.

Pressing her against the wood siding, he watched her closely. “Did you say that?”

She batted her eyes. “Maybe.”

“You did,” he said, taking a minute to digest it. “Damn it! What’s the matter with you?”

She grinned. “I’ve said the same things to you before too.”

“You ain’t ever promised to blow me until I was too tired to get it hard for ya again.”

“Remember the talk we used to have on my porch?”

“Yeah, but we always talked about maybe fucking. You never promised to suck my dick like what you promised Levi and I got a bigger one than he does. I swear you might like it better.”

They stared at each other for a long moment of silence. She tried to pull away and he dragged her body over the ridge of his cock and held her tight against him.

In an instant, everything about him turned sexual. “I’m going to clean you up in Percy’s big bathtub, Emily, and if he don’t have one, I’ll find a river nearby to take you to—just me and you. Then, I’m going to do the kind of things to you that you let Clay do when he played doctor only I’m not going to stop until I come inside of your pussy. Even then, afterwards I mean, I won’t leave you. It’s safe to say, I plan to stay awhile.”

She smiled as he made his little come-on promises. They’d played seducing games of what-if sitting on her front porch. Lately, when they talked sexy-like to one another, he’d left her panting for the real thing, truly dying for his cock and now was no different. She almost reached for it then and there.

He cupped her neck from the front. He didn’t choke her but of course, anyone passing by might think he was, but there wasn’t much foot traffic this time of day and Percy’s house set over the hill and out of sight.

Gazing into her eyes, she saw the lust, no mistake about it. “Tell me what you told Levi.”