I sat atop Jet waiting for my run. Yes, I can finally use his horse again. Well, until my birthday, as he put it. "Hedli Drouten." Jet pranced, anxious to go. I patted his neck as I got him into position. "Ready?" I nodded and took off.
Around the first barrel, cutting it close. The second is even better. The third before I kicked it home. Once my ride was over, I got off Jet and walked him over to find the one that let me him. "Jet." I scolded him as he kept trying to nip my butt.
"Wellll. If it isn't, miss sex girl. Where's your toy?" I ignored Max as I walked to where the ropers were. I saw him and Reno ready for the calf to come out. "Jet quit trying, it's not working," I whispered to him while pushing his head away.
Once Colt jumped off my horse, he had the calf down and tied in no time. I whooped and waited until he came over to me. "How'd I look, babe?" He asked before kissing me. "Lawd Jesus dat ass," I whispered in his ear.
I shoved Jet's head back. Colt put his arm around me and put his hand on my butt. "He biting?" "My butt." Just then, Reno nipped at his. "Let's take them to the trailer." He said calmly.
While walking back, he asked. "Anyone mess with you?" "Only Max, he called me miss sex and then asked where my sex toy was." "Yeah, he's just digging his own grave."
We got back just in time for Colt to ride. I stood next to Mikey watching. Max wolf whistled at me. "Get lost, bastard." "Ooo, I'm so scared." That's it, Mikey, hold me back.
I spun around to face him. "You know what your problem is? You are a fucking asshole with a fucking big mouth and..." Mikey put his hand over my mouth. I tried to bite it. Then someone landed next to me.
Mikey removed his hand. Spurs jingled behind me. Arms wrapped around me, sending sparks through my body. "Why don't you leave before I do more damage than I did last time?" Colt said sternly.
He walked away when two others appeared at his side. I looked and saw the other two Ray brothers. "Come on, let's get to the chutes," Colt said.
I followed him until we got there. Mikey was behind me before Colt moved me in front of him. Once there, the last rider just went out. I watched as he fell hard before being stomped on.
I drew my horse and waited. Once it was my turn, I climbed into the chute and faced all the fears. I had kick it to the back of my mind. The horse lurched forward. I kept my grip. Once I was set, I nodded.
The gate opened. The horse bucked out. My back landed on his. The buzzer sounded. I got loose and somehow rolled off his back without getting hit by his back hooves. I ran to the side and climbed over.
I looked around for Bucky and Zach. My gaze fell onto Max as he smirked. I walked farther into the crowd of cowboys, trying to get away from him. I got past the crowd and out. I ran to my trailer. There waiting was Luke. I turned around and started back.
"Where are you going, babe?" Away from you. I wanted to say. Picking up the pace, I started running to the arena to find the brothers. Once back in, I was caught by Max.
"Not this time, princess." He said as he gritted his teeth. Luke came up and helped him drag me back out. "So what should we do?" Max asked. Luke got out a pocket knife and cut my legs just before my knees.
It hurt like hell. While Max held me, Luke did whatever. I felt myself almost fall. Max dropped me, and he and Luke ran into the night. I heard several people running towards me.
I felt the same strong arms that held me every night grip me. I wanted to stand up, but he held me down. "Don't. I'll help." He said before picking me up. He carried me to the trailer and laid me onto the couch across from the kitchenette.
He first took my vest and shirt off, checking my upper body. He sighed and kissed my neck. Then he took my chaps, boots, and jeans off. He then jumped up and got the first aid from the drawer next to the sink.
He got one of his shirts and put it over me. "Least you're only bruised there." He said, kissing me. I felt him check out the cuts that were on my thighs. It hurt so badly. There was a knock at the door before Bucky and Zach came in.
"What can we do, bro?" Bucky asked. "See if you can find someone who can doctor the cuts," Colt said. Bucky ran out to look for someone. "And me?" Zach asked. "Tell security what happened and who it was." "Who was it?" "Max and Luke. They'll know who Max is." Colt told him. Zach went out, leaving me and Colt there.
"Don't worry, Cupcake, you're going to be ok." He said as he applied pressure to the areas that were cut. Bucky came back with a paramedic. Then a police officer came. "Who exactly did this?" Zach asked. "Max Hunter and Luke Trusey," Colt said. "Are you sure?" I nodded.
The paramedic quickly numbed my legs and stitched the gaps closed. He then wrapped them to protect the stitching. "Make sure to check them in the morning." He told me. I nodded before Colt picked me up and took me over to the bed.
By then, the paramedic was gone, and the officer was outside talking to the brothers. "Colt," Bucky called. "I'll be back in a little bit, Cupcake. Get some rest." He turned and left. The door closed to about a crack. After that, I'll never want to be alone. He came back a few minutes later. I watched as he closed the door and locked it. He took his vest off before untucking his shirt. He took his chaps off and threw them with his vest. He took his shirt off and let it drop.
My eyes were heavy as he sat down on the couch to pull his boots off. I heard clothing rustle as my eyes finally closed. I felt the bed dip and arms pull me close. I rolled over and threw my legs over his thighs.
"Never will you leave my sight or any of our friends'." He said as he rolled onto his back, letting my head rest on his chest with my legs across his. We dozed off and fell asleep in the darkness of our trailer.
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I woke up in his arms. Best comforting feeling in the world. He stirred. I tried to get up, but every time I struggled, his grip tightened. "Not yet. Stay." He mumbled. I moved closer. My legs hurt awfully. "Colt," I whispered. He moaned in response. Then I remembered that he was extremely ticklish.
I got my arms under me, so I was able to tickle him. At first, I lightly traced his abs. He squirmed a little. This is going to be fun. I continued to trace his abs to his hips.
A bulge in his boxer briefs caused the hemline to rise. I slipped a finger into the hole and continued to go until my hand was quickly grabbed by his left hand. I jerked my head around to face him. His eyes were still closed, and his breathing stayed the same. He suddenly chuckled. I painfully got onto him, straddling him. His hand continued to grip mine as I moved it to the side. I leaned in to his face and licked the side of his cheek.
"Oh my gosh, Hedli!" He almost yelled as he suddenly sat up. I had the widest grin possible on my face. He closed his eyes before running his hands over his face. "What time is it?" He asked. "Eight thirty," I replied.
"I could have slept till noon." "But I couldn't," I told him as he looked away. I started tracing his abs again, lightly waiting for a response. His muscles tighten, trying not to respond to it. "You want it, don't you?" He asked, turning his head back to face me.
I grinned maliciously. "Maybe," I said before pushing him down and tickling him harder. "H-He-Hedli s-st-op." He said as I continued. He finally got enough control to flip me over so he was on top, tickling me.
"Now, who's in trouble?" I laughed as he continued. The pain in my legs subsiding for a little bit. Once he stopped, he started to kiss my neck. Somehow, everything we do ends up like this, either before we go to bed or in the morning when we wake up.
I winced when I tried to move my legs. He understood and helped me sit up. Carefully, he removed the bandages covering the stitches. "Gonna have to be cleaned, baby." "I know," I said. He got me some ibuprofen along with soap and water.
He got a rag wet and gently pressed it onto the wounded area. Then he put soap on the rag and dabbed it on my legs. I hissed at the pain. Once he was done, the stitches were covered back up.
I carefully put on jean shorts and a tee. The pain wasn't bad, it was just slight. I put my boots on and stepped out with keys in hand. I got in and went to get coffee. Just for him.
When I got back, he helped me out, and I handed him the cup. He brought Jet around to me and helped me on. The best way to get around is on horseback when your legs are injured. He led me around to where we needed to go all day.
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At noon, he switched the horses out. "Colt, you've gotta stop babying me," I whined for the first time in a few years. "The more you whine, the more I'm gonna baby you." I rolled my eyes, annoyed."
Great. Just what I need. I pulled my phone out and got onto my Wattpad. I was currently reading a book called 'Whipped'. Reno stopped, and I looked up from my book. Colt had stepped away to talk to some random guy. I put my phone up and got Reno to kneel. That's just one of her many tricks.
With no pain in my legs, I untied her and led her around. Stretching my legs while I was at it. Once I got back to the trailer, I tied her up and went inside to sit on the couch.
'Where are you?' Colt
'At the trailer.'
'Dang it, girl, quit wandering off.'
I giggled at him. "Should've had a better eye on me. Plus, boredom played a major role when I wanted to create mischief. A few minutes later, Zach came in. "You know Colt's pissed right?" "Do I look like I cared if he was pissed or not?" "Not very much." "Boredom was what happened. I hate being bored, especially when I'm injured."
"Well, if you didn't want to be bored, you could have called." "Maybe." Angry stomping made Zach run and hide. An angry-looking Colt came in. He stopped and leaned against the counter, glaring at me. "What?"
He continued to glare. "Ok, you can stop now," I told him, putting on the most innocent face I could. Bucky came in. Colt kept his glare on me. Now it was becoming amusing. I silently took a picture of him and sent it to Mikey.
'Girl, what did you do?' Mikey
'Walked away while he was talking to someone.'
'Hahaha. Nice, serves him right for dragging you around all day.'
I giggled at Mikey's comment. Now, Bucky was sitting next to me, reading the texts. "Hey Colt, now can she drag you around when you hurt?" He asked.