Bent Over A Barrel Western Bundle

By Aaliyah Jackson and Elle London

This collection of cowboy erotic stories is as hot as the west Texas sun... You've been warned!

It contains:

Out West And Wet

Rich is a cocky but handsome cowboy from Texas. Willow is an African American woman from New York, with an unusual hobby. When she goes to Texas for the first time, the last thing she expects is to be swept off her feet... only to be put down in Rich's hotel room. What starts out as a competition turns into something more, and fast. Will Willow hold out and try to take it slow, or let the muscular cowboy take her rough and hard?

Double Teamed By The Outlaws

When Sarah gets caught out by two wild outlaws while working as a sheriff's assistant, she doesn't know what to expect. Bound, gagged and placed on the back of a horse wasn't how she thought she would be leaving the quiet southern town. As much as she wants to dislike them, she can't deny they're handsome, charismatic and have a way of making her do things she never thought she would. After a few stiff whiskeys, can she resist when they both want to take her hard and without protection at the same time? She just hopes her husband doesn't find out...

Sweat In The Saloon

Anna's husband is treating her horribly, so in desperation she goes to the only pub in town. There she meets Riley, an old flame of hers. Muscular, rough and a true cowboy, Riley will make her do things good girls don't do, and he won't stop until she's bent over a barrel and begging him for more, no matter what her husband thinks.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bundle
• Release date: Aug 19, 2019

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ut West And Wet

Aaliyah Jackson

Willow slowed her breathing and tensed as she waited for the targets to turn. She reacted as soon as they did and quickly raised her hands straight out in front of her body. One by one the human-shaped steel figures keeled over as she squeezed the trigger of the handgun and sent accurate shots around the target range. By the time she lowered her arms again none were left standing and she relaxed as she took her finger off the trigger.

Nice shooting, Karl said as he removed his ear defenders.

Not too bad if I don’t say so myself, Willow replied and let the smile spread across her face.

It was her wealthy father’s fascination with guns that got her into the world of shooting during her teenage years and she took to it like a duck to water. His money made it easy for her to spend time practicing as the monthly allowance he provided gave her plenty of free time. It also enabled her to recently join a new gun range as a way of improving her skills and she could see that Karl’s coaching was making her even better after just a couple of visits. It was the first time she could remember knocking down every target in a session and it felt good. She glanced around the otherwise empty range and wondered why more people weren’t there.

Not much competition to go up against, she commented.

Not today, Karl replied. It never gets that busy around here to be honest, but that gives me a lot of time to concentrate on individual shooters.

You’re not from New York are you, Willow commented as their discussions got personal for the first time since they met.

Nope, the answer came back.

What made you come here?

It was love, Karl told her with a grin. I moved up here to be with my wife.

She must have been happy about that, Willow said.

At the time, Karl informed her. Not sure she was so keen on me being here after the divorce.

Oh sorry, I didn’t realize you were divorced Willow commented. Where are you from originally?

I’m a Texas boy.

Cowboy country, Willow said with a smile. There must be more shooters down there.

There sure are, Karl replied. A trip there would give you plenty of competition. Good shooting today, by the way. When are you planning to come in again?

They made arrangements for Willow’s next visit to the range as they walked back to the locker room. She went in to clean her gun and store it away then made her way home. Karl’s comment about the competition she would find in Texas stuck in her mind and she found she couldn’t get the notion out of her head. She began to wonder if it was something she should consider doing. Going to the range was fun, but it was getting to the stage where she needed something more than that. Pitting her skills against some real competition would show if she could really handle herself with a gun.

By the time her next visit to the range arrived she was sure she wanted to try and it was on her mind when she walked though the door. She went to the locker room to get her gun and knew she was going to ask when she walked through to the target area.

Ready? Karl asked.

Were you serious about the competition I would find in Texas? Willow asked straight away.

Sure, he replied. Shooting in New York is pretty much putting yourself against targets in the range, but in Texas it’s more about going head-to-head against other shooters. There are championships arranged all the time. It’s a much more active scene for people that enjoy the sport.

Do you think I’m good enough to enter one? she went on.

From what I’ve seen of you so far I’d say you would have a fair chance, Karl told her.

How would I go about getting myself in a competition? Willow asked.

Most are open entry, Karl replied. It’s usually just a case of getting your name on the list.

Willow couldn’t shake off the idea of doing it as she went up against the targets in the range again. It affected her concentration and she missed a few. She tried to listen to Karl’s coaching and focus on what she was doing, but finally gave up.

Do you think you could get me in a competition? she asked.

"Shooting like you did