My Cowboy

Chapter 8

**Allie**

The nerv of that man! I thought as i stormed around the campsite helping the cook, who insisted on me just calling him Cook. He was a rather round man with a bald head and a small beard. He was much taller then me which made him intimidating, but he was much too kind which ruined his rugged look.

He insisted on doing all the cooking while only allowing me to wash the dishes. Since we stopped near water it was easy. Later on i'd have to use sand to clean them.

When all the dishes were cleaned for the moment i went into my wagon that one of the ranch hands had driven here. I'd tried to talk to him but he'd politely knodded and hopped on his horse and going back to the herd.

Inside i got my bed ready for the night. The feather mattress felt heavenly after sitting in Stormy's saddle for so long. I took out my comb and began the long process of undoing my braid and brushing the many knots from my hair.

**Michael**

The drive went very smoothly since all the cattle were ready to move after spending so mch time in one spot. I had plenty of time to think over how i'd appologize to Allie. I hadn't meant to be rude, but the thought of a girl working cattle was rediculous.

After situating the night shifts i rode with the rest of my men to the glowing fire a small distance away. There were two wagons. One for the cook and one for Allie and her things.

My men went straight for the food of beans and cornbread while i looked for a certain blond haired beauty. She wasnt anywhere to be seen and i looked to Cook questioningly. He knodded to her wagon and i went to climb in.

Inside i found my wife trying desperately to brush out the tangles in her hair, but her hair was so long she couldnt get to every one.

I eased up behind her and tooo the brush. I felt her stiffen as i began to run the brush through her hair. I'd learned this was one of her weaknesses. She loved to have her hair brushed.

After a little while her stiff form relaxed and i felt her lean back into me. I leaned against the wall of the wagon moved her hair as i began to put small kisses on her neck and jaw.

"I'm sorry for earlier. I didnt mean to be rude," i said softly into her ear. "If you'd of just explained why instead of being so harsh i wouldnt of been mad or hurt," she said moving her head to give me better access.

"I'm sorry love. I didnt mean to hurt you," my hands skimmed her stomach making small circles. "It's okay this time, but please dont do it again. Just tell me why. I'm your wife not your ranch hand. I'm not following your every order on command."

In response i nibbled on te sensitive skin of her neck as my hands covered her breasts through her clothes. I heard her breath catch as her body stiffened against me. I kneaded them roughly as i attacked her neck. Her hand covered her mouth covering the moan she was releasing. I growled and moved us till we were laying on the mattress with me on top. "What did i tell you about covering up your moans."

"B..but the men are outside!" She said as her cheeks turned a pretty red. "Then learn to be quieter. This is going to be a long six months drive and i will want the pleasure of my wife many many times before it's over," with that i covered her lips with mine as my hands roamed her body greedily. To my surprise she had very few clothes on. Just her chemise, shirt, and skirt. She'd removed her stockings and shoes when she got in.

I groaned in approval when her legs wrapped around my waist pulling me closer to her as her hands tugged gently on my hair pulling me closer. This woman would be the death of me.

Before things could get much farther i pulled away and sat up. I looked down and regretted it instantly. Allie lay with her blond hair framing her body. Her chest was moving roughly with every breath drawing my eyes to her very well formed breast. Her skirt was up revealing a pleasurable amount of skin. Her eyes were clouded with lust as she looked up at me.