A new year, a new series! I’ve played with my billionaires and now it’s time for some old-fashioned fun. I’m taking things into the Wild West this year. I’ve got a series lined up plus a novella on the way, all set in the mythic world of Fort Charles, Texas.
In Fort Charles, curvy ladies are la creme de la creme…and since men outnumber women, the cowboys are eager to share. 😉 My first heroine is an innocent young cook who’s worried that her boss may have his eye on her…and so might his right-hand man.
This one’s a fun mashup of cowboys, BBWs, historical & Old West characters and themes. Take a look!
You should’ve seen the way they had her. On her hands and knees, her dress hiked up around her waist so her creamy white behind was showing. Her dress was unbuttoned, her breasts spilling out. One man was stroking those soft, dangling mounds, stroking and rolling her nipples between his fingers until they were hard nubs, his eyes fixed on her trembling face. The other man was running his hands over her exposed cheeks, and the moment he pulled those cheeks apart to reveal her glistening pink crease I had to cup a hand over my mouth to keep them from hearing my gasp.
I could feel an unfamiliar warmth filling my belly, and a strange hotness between my legs. My throat was dry and my eyes were burning–I couldn’t stop staring at the three of them. I couldn’t even blink.
At that moment I knew that all the whispers and warnings I’d heard about Fort Charles was true. It was filled with sin, and sinful people. Men who did unspeakable things, and women who submitted to their lust.
The question was…was I one of those women?