Cowboy's Refuge Page 4

  “Is something wrong?” Austin asked when I unknowingly stopped responding to him. I did not know what to reply. He gave me a questioning look and concluded, “You are still a virgin?”

  His voice. I could not tell if it was of disbelief or disappointment, but his eyes showed hesitation. Did he hesitate because I was a virgin? Or did he hesitate because I did not have the experience to satisfy him? He was older than me and a cowboy. It was a given that he had been with many women. His nephew had even enjoyed a threesome. A virgin would not satisfy his craving.

  “I shouldn’t be doing this,” I uttered and pushed him away.

  “Aileen,”

  I ignored his call and rushed out of the room.

  “That was fast,” Austin’s nephew said when I met him on the stairs.

  Austin walked out of the room. I turned to him and our eyes met. He looked confused about my reaction. I gave him a slight bow of apology and walked out of the house.

  “Aileen, wait!” Austin called as I ran to his horse.

  I mounted the horse and rode it up the hill to return to the guest ranch. The horse stopped at the top as if it sensed that my heart did not want to leave. I pulled the bridle and urged the horse to move. Stupid me.

  Austin and I only met yesterday. We did not know anything about each other. I believed in love at first sight and I loved him in that way. He did not. He only has the urge to have me. Just like any man who knew me as Olivia Dylan. Just like any man who knew me as Aileen Moore.

  #

  I crept inside a vacant RV and crawled into the corner. After seven hours, I was back and trespassing on the Colton Guest Ranch again. My brother did not arrive to pick me. He told me to stay in Choteau and he would send someone to pick me up. I waited for hours, but no one came.

  My stomach growled again. I should have thrown my pride away and had another slice of Rima’s pie. I spent half of my money buying new clothes instead of getting a meal. Ryan, my brother, had never abandoned me. I was confident that he would come and get me, but he never did. Did something happen to him? Ryan had stopped communicating with me since I went to Reno. But, that was when Marcus’s men found me. No. Ryan would not betray me.

  My heart jumped when someone slammed the side of the RV. I peeked out the window and found Austin’s nephew. His eyebrows curved in anger as he told the other young woman, “It’s all that bitch’s fault.”

  “We all know your uncle has the problem,” the young woman said.

  The younger Colton glared at the young woman. He slammed his fist on the RV again. “It’s better this way,” the young Colton said. “At least, we know she won’t be another Gracie Bush.”

  Gracie Bush? Who is she to Austin? Why would his nephew hate her that much? And, what was Austin’s problem? My heart became strange when I thought of the woman’s name again. I hated her for her connection with Austin – whatever that was.

  Austin. More questions arose in my mind as I thought of him. Was I or was I not a Gracie Bush for him? His nephew seemed pissed that I was not another Gracie Bush, but he was also pissed with Gracie Bush. Either way would be bad for me.

  I was about to crawl away from the window when someone walked into the RV. It was Austin’s nephew and the girl. They were getting ready to mess up the RV again. I gasped when the girl tripped on the last step of the stairs and they fell on the floor. The girl looked at me and I froze in fear.

  “A trespasser!” the girl exclaimed.

  Austin’s nephew looked at me. His eyes widened when he realized, “It’s you?”

  The girl glared at me and at Austin’s nephew. She slapped him and said, “Don’t tell me you messed with her, too?”

  “No. She’s the girl who dumped my uncle,” the young man explained. He looked at me and asked, “You’re a trespasser?”

  “I-I can explain...,” I stuttered. My mouth opened to explain, but my mind went blank with panic.

  “I’ll call the sheriff,” the young woman offered.

  She was about to step out of the RV when the young man pulled her back. “Call my uncle, instead.”

  The young woman nodded and stepped out of the car. I looked at Austin’s nephew. His eyes were full of anger as he said, “Are you trying to pull a Gracie Bush on my uncle?”

  That name again! I would have known what to answer if I knew who she was. My ignorance of her irritated the young man.

  “Shocked that your plan didn’t work?” the young man said after my silence.

  “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, defending myself. “But, I can explain why I trespassed. Please let me go before your uncle comes.”

  “No,” the young man replied. He walked to the door and blocked the exit for me.

  “Please,” I begged.

  “My uncle has to know about this,” the young man said. He flashed an angry grin and added, “Don’t you dare lie to him. He despised liars the most.”

  Liars. My heart stopped and pain wrapped around it. Austin hated liars and I had been a liar for a year. Everything he knew about me these past two days was a lie.

  “Aileen?” Austin asked as soon as he stepped into the RV.

  The world seemed to spin when I saw Austin and some of his staff. He walked closer to me and pulled me close to him.

  “What is the meaning of this?” Austin asked his nephew.

  “She’s a trespasser. She’s probably pulling a Gracie Bush on you again,” the kid replied.

  Austin looked at me. He did not ask, but he immediately concluded something. Anger flickered in his eyes. Gracie Bush again? Austin held one of my hands. His grip was so tight he could almost break my fingers. He dragged me out of the RV.

  “I know that girl!” a female employee declared.

  I looked at her and quickly hid my face.

  “Of course. You have seen her,” another employee said. “She’s been pretending to be a guest here.”

  “No. She’s that murdered girl,” the first woman insisted.

  I stopped to turn to the one who was speaking. Austin glared at me and dragged me with him. I stopped again when his nephew said, “I think I know who she really is.”

  Austin

  Doubt and anger filled me as I looked at Aileen. Her innocence was mixed with a pitiful appearance. Her short hair was messy. Her cheeks darkened from the sunburn. She looked like she had not had any decent meal or a glass of water. She looked as pitiful as Gracie when the latter first came to the guest ranch. And like before, my heart ached with pity. Not this time, I told myself. I will not trust this pitiful act, especially from a beautiful woman.

  “I’m sorry I trespassed, but please let me go. I’ll leave the ranch immediately,” Aileen proposed. Her voice shook as her hands trembled.

  She was full of fear and panic – like she was running away from someone. I was about to console her when I heard some buzz outside of my office.

  “Steven!” I called.

  Steven walked in with his laptop. Aileen turned pale when she saw the screen. I looked at the screen and my eyes widened. I grabbed the magazine from my desk and hit my nephew. “What are you doing watching porn outside my office?”

  “I’m not,” Steven countered. He placed the laptop on my desk and zoomed at the woman. “It’s her.”

  My jaw clenched when I saw the woman on the screen. It was Aileen, but with red hair. I looked at her and she shook her head. She wanted to explain, but I pressed the wrong button and the video played. The whole place darkened when I saw the video.

  It was Aileen, fucked by three men in all her holes. Her screaming moans were like knives piercing into my heart. The innocent woman in front of me was not as innocent as I thought. She was a woman that many men had taken. Never trust a red hair.

  “That’s not me,” Aileen claimed in tears.

  I avoided her eyes and looked at Steven and the other staff, who were eavesdropping outside the office. “Get out of here all of you.”

  Steven and the others hurried away from the
office. Aileen turned around to walk away, but I stopped her.

  “Not you, Aileen Moore. You are going with the sheriff,” I told her. I had to be firm.

  Being pitiful had caused me to be broken. I would not let it happen again. Aileen had to be punished before she could take my heart, more than Gracie did.

  Aileen held my hands and dropped to her knees in front of me. A cold hush covered me and made my blood boil as I looked into her pitiful face. Tears sprung down her cheeks as she pleaded, “Don’t send me to jail, please, Austin. I will do anything to pay you. Just don’t send me to…”

  “Anything?” I cut in. She turned pale when she realized the boldness of her offer. I held her chin and forced her to look at me. “Anything can be everything,” I told her.

  My eyes caught the paused screen. Panic filled Aileen’s eyes when she saw me looking at the screen. She shook her head and tried to crawl away from me. My cock twitched when her butt swayed as she crawled. I wanted to pull her hips and take her right there, in that position. My anger and disappointment made me more desperate to have her. It did not matter if many men had taken her. I wanted to have her and vowed not to let another man have her ever again.

  I picked her up from the floor and carried her on my shoulder. She resisted, but I held onto her even tighter. I glared at the staff who remained outside the cabin and headed to my horse.

  “Mount it,” I ordered. Aileen hesitated and tried to escape. I held her tighter and threatened her, “I will fuck you in front of them if you won’t.”

  Tears fell down her cheeks. I avoided her eyes and let my anger take control. That anger induced doubt and covered my worries for Aileen. I had looked for her the whole afternoon. My heart was troubled when I did not find her. Guilt struck me hard for trying to take advantage of her innocence.

  Innocence. She did not have that. She was a worse liar and a worse woman than Gracie. I had reasons to be angry at her and no reason at all for pity.

  “Please, Austin. I beg you. Don’t make me hate you,” Aileen begged.

  Her words made me angrier. I grabbed her and said, “Mount the horse or I’ll mount you right here.”

  Aileen glared at me. She wiped her tears and mounted the horse.

  #

  “If you do this, I’ll hate you for the rest of my life,” Aileen warned me.

  I pushed her on the bed and removed my hat and vest. She had been crying since she mounted the horse, but I kept my heart hard and my ears deaf. Her eyes widened when I removed my shirt in front of her. I snorted at her reaction. She obviously faked her shock. She had seen me nude and I remembered the look of awe in her eyes.

  “Don’t act like you’re a virgin, Aileen,” I accused her. “You made me feel guilty about what I wanted to do with you this afternoon. I was going crazy trying to win you back. And then, I find out that you got all your holes fucked by different men.”

  “That’s not me. I’m not that kind of …,” Aileen insisted.

  I stopped her insistence by gagging her mouth with mine. She was still taken aback by my sudden kiss and she still did not know how to react to my tongue. Once again, she kissed like a virgin. I pulled away and looked at her curiously. Could she be telling the truth?

  I clenched my jaw and threw the doubt out of my mind. Aileen was a porn actress. She knew how to act. All these cries were acts to make me fall deeper. Fine. I will fall deeper by taking all of her with me.

  I pressed my lips into hers again and kissed her with passion and anger. She tried to resist it, but that ended up making the kiss more intense.

  “If I prove to you that I’m a virgin, you’ll regret this,” Aileen said while sobbing and gasping.

  I pushed her back on the bed and put my weight on top of her. She forgot to breathe again and I laughed at the rawness of her reaction. For a moment, I thought it was real and not an act. I looked straight into her eyes and told her, “Even if you are, it won’t matter. You still won’t be a virgin after I take you. You’ll only be my bitch.”

  Aileen turned pale at my words. Her eyes turned hateful. I became hesitant for a moment, but I gathered all my urges and pressed my lips into hers. She refused to reply to my kisses, but after a while, she returned them without any passion. I pulled away from her lips and moved to her waist. Her body wavered as she breathed anxiously.

  I raised the hem of her shirt and kissed her stomach. She refused to give in and controlled her reactions. I licked her navel and drew a line to her breasts with my tongue. A moan escaped her mouth and it brought a triumphant smile on my face. Her passion began to show. Anger slowly grew inside me. It must be her nature to give in this fast, I thought.

  My cock convulsed when I exposed her breasts. They were more beautiful and looked even healthier up close. Aileen wanted to stop me, but I caught one of her nipples with my mouth. I flicked the perked nipple with my tongue and squeezed her other breast. Her objection got buried in her moans. I released the other breast from my mouth and transferred to the other.

  “Austin, please,” Aileen uttered, but it was obvious that she did not want me to stop.

  I pulled away from her and unbuckled my pants. She gulped hard when I returned on top of her naked. My engorged cock twitched with excitement. She tried to raise her body from the bed, but I pushed her back. Our eyes met and something struck me. The anger in her eyes was gone.

  Aileen seemed to have understood my wanting – my desperation for her and she decided to give in. Her change of mind made me doubt. Gracie had pulled this act on me and I fell for it. It will not happen again. My entire body was certain. I will have her, but I will never fall into her trap.

  I unbuckled and unzipped her pants. Her hands grabbed the sheets as I explored her lower torso. Her skin was smooth and supple. It showed her youth. Heat made me tremble when I pulled down her panties. Her slit glistened with wetness. It was all an act. She pretended to be reluctant, but in truth, her body was frivolous and wanting.

  “Stop,” Aileen warned when I reached for her slit.

  I did not listen and slid my fingers into her sticky wetness. I had the urge to pleasure her with my hands, but my cock wanted to feel her pussy first. She crossed her legs when I pulled her pants and panties all the way off.

  Aileen breathed fast and shallow when I forced her to look at me. I could feel her excitement, her reluctance and her fear. I squeezed her cheeks and kissed her forcefully before declaring, “You’ll only be mine.”

  “W-wait,” Aileen said in a trembling voice.

  Waiting was not an option. I spread her legs and positioned myself between them. I was taking what should be mine.

  “Austin,” she called when I ran the tip of cock against her wet slit. Her hands moved from the sheets to my wrist.

  Aileen was about to plead again, but I pushed my cock deep into her slippery opening. Something blocked my cock midway. I push harder and she screamed in pain. Something inside her broke and I felt her blood drip around my girth. Damn it! She was telling the truth. Aileen was a virgin! I froze on top of her for a moment.

  Her shoulders shuddered as she tried to control her cries. Her nails buried deep in my wrist. It could not be undone. I had deflowered her by force. It was her first time and I shattered it in a way she did not want.

  “I’m sorry,” I whispered.

  I planted soft kisses on her cheeks and repeated my words. She looked at me with her teary eyes.

  “I’ll make this right,” I told her. She sobbed and looked away. I forced her to look at me and admitted, “I can’t undo it, but we could make this right. We can still make this an unforgettable night.”

  I wiped her tears and tried to hush her sobs with soft kisses. She refused to move her hips as the pain was still intense.

  “It’s okay. We’ll take it slow,” I whispered to her. “Just move your hips slowly.”

  Aileen moved her hips at my encouragement. She bit her lips to endure the pain. I smiled at her and she refused to smile back. The pain revived her ang
er towards me, but intensified her wanting.

  I countered her hips in the same pace. Damn! It was painful for me. My cock wanted to ram her hard, but I had to be patient. I did not want to scare her away.

  “It’s too painful,” Aileen cried.

  “It will be fine,” I assured her before I kissed her lips torridly.

  I moved my hips faster and gagged her mouth when she was about to cry out. Soon, my kisses soothed her and she returned them as she countered my thrust. Aileen was not the porn star in that video, but she learned fast. My body craved for her more. I pulled away from her and kneeled between her legs.

  Aileen shrieked when I guided my cock inside her again. I placed my palm on her butt and lifted her hips. My thrust became deeper from the new position. Her cries mixed with her moans as my cock fought her walls. I paused for a moment and she looked at me with curious eyes.

  “You don’t have to be quiet, Aileen,” I told her.

  “Right. Because you don’t listen anyway,” she said in a noisy tone.

  I pulled her hips closer and continued to thrust in and out of her. Her hips countered mine in the same pace. Aileen began to relax and her moans turned into encouraging words. She begged for more and called my name repeatedly.

  “I think, I’m gonna die,” Aileen said when her body trembled. Her climax was near. “It’s too hot.”

  I laughed at her ears and said, “Just enjoy it.”

  Aileen screamed louder when I thrust into her in long, deep strokes. Her hands squeezed my shoulders as she tried to understand her impending orgasm. I did not know how she felt, but I could see her turning pinker.

  “Austin. Austin. Oh my, stop. I can’t,” Aileen repeated as I pushed her into her orgasm.

  She gasped and froze under me when her orgasm exploded. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her body arched as it shuddered in pleasure. I held her tighter and enjoyed her walls milking my satisfied cock.

  “What happened?” Aileen uttered when her orgasm subsided.