Read Online As the Cowboy Commands [Ecstasy in the Old West 2] (Siren Publishing Allure) by Robin Gideon - Free Book Online

waiting.”
    Helen pushed what remained of her dress and camisole over her shoulders and down her arms. A moment later her belt was removed, and then her dress fell around her ankles. She wore only a single petticoat beneath her dress. Her knickers had been abandoned in the alley more than an hour earlier, along with Jared’s hat that had fallen off. Now completely naked except for her side-button boots and white socks, Helen folded her hands over her sex, hiding herself, knowing that she was disobeying this dangerous gunman who could set her body ablaze with passion.
    “That’s one hell of a body,” Jared said, his voice barely above a whisper. “Move your hands. Don’t make me have to ask you again.”
    Helen let her hands fall to her sides. Her heart quickened, and a blush eased over her cheeks, neck, and chest. Jared’s gaze went slowly from her face to her breasts then down to her pussy. His cock began to stiffen, growing longer, thicker, the shaft and head pale and beautiful against the black trousers.
    “Touch yourself,” he commanded.
    “What?” Helen exclaimed. She wasn’t certain she liked this sudden dictatorial change in the man that had rescued her.
    “Don’t make me have to tell you again.”
    “W–Where?” Helen felt dizzy, disoriented. Gregg had never asked her to do anything like this, and he was the only man she had any sexual experience with.
    “Touch your nipples. Let me see how you like to caress them.” Jared took another half step closer to Helen, within arm’s reach now. “Then touch your pussy. I want to see how you do it when you’re alone and your body aches for the release that only comes with a really good climax.”
    Helen gasped, and her jaw dropped open. Without thinking about it, she put her hands over her ears.
    With a chuckle, Jared said, “Don’t lie to me by saying that you don’t masturbate. I know you do. You’re much too passionate, your body much too ripe and alive, for you not to masturbate.”
    Helen caught her lower lip between her teeth. The words that Jared spoke evoked mental images that were shocking to Helen…shocking, but not distasteful. To her complete surprise, her pussy was itching, tingling, getting creamy once again. Her clit throbbed softly. She was looking straight into Jared’s eyes when her left palm passed from her hip over to her stomach then traveled slowly upward until she held the generous mound of her right breast in her hand, the stiffened nipple peeking out between her first and second fingers. As she began to slowly massage her breast, Helen’s right hand slipped between her naked thighs, her middle two fingers pressing lightly against a pink clit that was both erect and tingling with anticipation of events that Helen herself couldn’t even imagine.
    Helen’s right hand began moving in a slow, circular motion. With her fingertips she felt the heat and wetness of her excitement, of her acceptance of Jared as the man powerful enough to be the leader she needed but had never sought. She pinched her nipple, pulling and twisting on it to send shivers of lust racing through her veins.
    “Oh…” she sighed, staring at Jared’s handsome face as his gaze went slowly up and down over her, taking in her erotic performance with a connoisseur’s appraisal. “Oh, Jared, why are you making me…making me do this?”
    He smiled. “I’m only doing what you want me to.”
    Helen’s gaze went from Jared’s face down to his cock, which had grown considerably since the last time she had looked at it. It was nearly fully engorged now, long and thick with a blue vein running a squiggly path along its broad, almost flat upper surface. Just looking at Jared’s cock excited Helen, making her body respond in unprecedented ways. She had never—never ever—responded sensually to the sight of Gregg’s erect penis.
    A low, trembling sigh escaped Helen. She rubbed her pussy faster, more firmly, suddenly and embarrassingly aware that Jared’s