Konnichiwa Cowboy (4 page)

Feeling the tears of separation once again gather in
her eyes, she pulled her mouth away and went in search of her silk
purse. She wouldn’t allow the sadness of their parting take away
from the pleasure she found in his arms. There’d be plenty of time
for that later.

Coming back to him, holding the condoms her friend
had supplied, she looked at his nude form and gave a little smile.
All sorrow that had been ready to spill was dashed away. Along with
the boots and fierce hard-on shining from her mouth’s attention,
there were random splashes of her makeup all over his chest, abs,
and groin. She’d take the image and remember how she’d marked him
as belonging to her.

After taking a moment to adorn his rod with
protection, Sakura set out to seduce the cowboy between her legs.
Shifting her hands up to her breasts, she teased the excited
nipples and watched his eyes flare. Slowly, she rubbed her slit
along the length of his cock and back again.

“Shit, you are so fucking hot.” Taking over pinching
her nipples, he nudged her back until she was sitting in a straight
back position.

She loved the focus he paid to her small breasts.
They weren’t much to look at, but the way he played with them gave
her pleasure a big boost. Putting her hands on his stomach, she
slid over his steely length. The faster she moved, the tighter he
gripped on the hard points. The further back she moved,
occasionally covering his balls, the more her nipples were
stretched, ensuring her pussy tightened even further with need. A
deep desire to be filled and completed by him was what she
wanted.

“More,” Sakura looked down at him and begged. There
was no denying how much she wanted from him or to do to him. She
needed his cock inside her body, his hands and fingers doing erotic
things to her. She wanted so much and had not nearly enough. She
was frustrated until he came to her rescue.

“How about this?” he whispered as he reached between
her legs and pinched her clit. She held her breath, waiting for
whatever was next and lost it when he pulled on the tender
flesh.

“Oh, oh yes!”

“Such a tender clit, you should have it pierced,” he
suggested as his thumb stroked over the exposed tip. “Then you’d
always be ready for some serious sex play.”

The fingers holding her nub captive tightened further
and she groaned in need as she almost stopped moving entirely. She
was intrigued by the piercing idea. To walk around excited and
eager was a concept she’d revisit.

While she was prepared to do whatever necessary to
make him come, apparently he wasn’t able to wait. Matt wrapped his
hands around her waist and took over the pace. She wanted the same
connection they’d had the last time and focused on his face. There
was an almost pained looking expression, and it took a few
heartbeats for her to realize he was in the same position as she.
Eager and hungry to climax, and thankfully it wasn’t long before he
pushed her over the edge.

Collapsing over him, she breathed heavily and let out
a half-hearted giggle when he groaned. She sighed lovingly when he
wrapped his arms around her and told her something she’d wanted to
hear from him. One problem, it wasn’t her name coming through his
lips, although she’d accept it as she considered it her
nickname.

“You’re a keeper, geisha girl.” He said and pressed a
kiss on her neck. “I’d definitely enjoy sharing you and your sexy
red nipples with my brother.”

The man held her heart in his hands, and she knew
he’d treat it carefully, just as he had her body. Only he thought
she was a prostitute and not the woman he’d come all the way to
Japan to work with. What would happen if she told him everything
that was in her heart? Would he push her away or claim her for him
and his brother?

Unwilling to take the chance, she gave him her
abbreviated truth.

“Anytime, cowboy.”

Someone getting into bed and shifting her backside up
against his groin woke Matt. Not fully, but enough for him to feel
the soft, tiny woman in bed with him. His cock hardened. He slid a
hand from her hip to stomach and then further down until he cupped
her pussy. Enjoying how good her bare mound felt in his hand, he
pulled her a little closer and smiled as he heard a little groan
fill the quiet room.

Opening one eye, he lifted his head and looked at the
clock sitting on the bedside table. It was five in the morning and
he was in a hotel room. Laying his head back down, he dipped a
finger into her heated slit and slowly circled the tip around in
the opening. The details of what happened the night before were
slow in coming back to him, and that was fine. At that time, he was
happy letting his lust take precedence.

Slowly, he started to wake up and remembered he was
in Japan, fulfilling a long held fantasy about taking a geisha.
Ever since grade school he’d been interested in the ladies who wore
robes and exotic makeup. In his young mind, there’d been so much
mystery and seduction attached to the women. He wasn’t sure why,
but the makeup and dress still turned him on. When he learned he
was going to Japan, he’d hoped to find a chance to spend time with
one. Then, after speaking with the concierge who’d been so helpful
to him throughout his visit, he found out geishas weren’t sex
workers like he’d thought. After a few questions and a couple
hours, Hiedo had told him a prostitute dressed as a geisha was
available for him and he couldn’t be happier.

More awake, he thought about how there was no steady
woman waiting for him back home and yet, for some odd reason, it
felt right to wake up with this one in his arms. It wasn’t just the
sex that he’d liked with Yuki, although it had been much better
than he’d thought possible without entering her pussy with his
cock. No, if he was honest with himself, and he always was when it
came to sex, then he had to admit it had more to do with how she’d
made him feel inside that left him thinking they’d made a good
fit.

The more he thought about the night before, the more
he kept going back to the first time they’d come together and she’d
told him to pretend she was Sakura. It hadn’t felt right to do
that, and he hadn’t planned to kiss her until his impending release
helped him take things possibly further than he should have. He
wasn’t sure why, but it had been an easy thing to do.

Matt had wanted to wake up with the sexy and
intelligent consultant in his arms since before he’d arrived in
Japan, which made it even easier to pretend it was true. There was
no way to know what his geisha actually looked like, not with all
the makeup she had on. The only thing that made it more difficult
to think of Yuki as the woman he wanted was her thick accent.
Sakura had wonderful command of the English language, better than
him, and the geisha didn’t. When she spoke, and if he remembered
correctly it hadn’t been much, there was a distinct difference
between the two women.

He rubbed his nose gently around Yuki’s ear and
shifted her hair away enough for him to place a kiss on the soft
skin. Keeping his hard-on pressed against her ass, he moved and
looked at the back of the woman he held. In the room’s dim
lighting, he saw Sakura because he wanted to. Yuki’s hair was
longer and currently a mess, but they both had straight, silky
black hair. There were two other physical things similar about the
two women that made it easy to pretend they were the same person.
They were both small-bodied and favored a sweet flowery scent.

No, there was nothing substantial he could use to
separate the two women in his mind and decided to leave it alone.
It hurt no one for him to keep pretending he spent his last night
in Osaka with the woman he’d wanted, and that was what he’d do with
another instead. There was not much more time for him before he
left, and adding more memories to his special night seemed the
right thing to do.

Once he’d settled the issue in his mind, Matt let his
need rise up and push forward for her attention. He could tell she
was awake in his arms, so he set out to seduce her into playing
some more. The way she moaned and eased the way for his fingers to
play between her legs told him she may want another round of sex as
much as him.

“Are you up for another go before it’s time to get
up?”

The only verbal response he received was a hum, with
the more complete and enticing answer delivered by her body. She
pushed her ass even more firmly against him and reached between her
legs to move his eager hard-on to rest against her pussy lips.
Their hands were there between her legs, together, both
manipulating her body to stretch ever closer to climaxing.

Not wanting to wait another minute before he slipped
inside her tight body, he moved his hand away from her pussy to the
bedside table for another condom.

“Good thing you came prepared for a serious bout of
sex games.” Rolling over onto his back, he wasted no time in
putting the rubber sheath over his prick.

Thinking about Sakura made his need even more urgent.
He gently rolled her onto her belly, helped her up onto her knees,
and eased a finger into her moist slit from behind. Yuki’s pussy
gripped him firmly, and he wished it was his cock he pushed inside
her. He tilted the tip of his middle finger and nudged against a
particularly sensitive bundle of nerves he’d hoped to find. There
was no need to search further for her G-spot. He’d somehow located
it on the first try.

Immediately he was enchanted by how her head lifted
as she swayed her back and rocked backwards just a little bit,
knocking his finger over her patch of excited nerve endings, over
and over again. His brother wasn’t there to share her with him and,
as he listened to her soft moans, he knew it was a real shame.

“Have you ever had someone take you back here?” The
concierge who arranged his night with Yuki had confidentially
explained that, legally, he could take her orally or anally, but
not vaginally. He admitted it was a disappointment to not get
inside her and fuck the night away, although he’d experienced a
great deal of pleasure on a new level. While waiting for her
answer, he teased the tip of his finger in the opening.

“
Hai
,” she moaned and again pushed back
against him, taking more of his finger into her ass. He was so
happy to hear she’d had anal sex before since, for some odd reason,
it fed his dream to share Sakura with his brother.

“Was it good?”

“
Hai
, but…oh.” She stopped speaking with a
long low moan as he slid his finger as far inside her ass as it
would go.

Their last time together was going to be about Yuki
and her desire, even if it killed him. After all she’d given him
throughout the night, she deserved the best he had to offer.

Slowly, he circled his finger in her ass before
taking it, as well as the finger in her pussy. Without warning, he
thrust them both in again. He wasn’t sure if the small scream was
from again hitting her sensitive bundle of nerves or because he’d
added another finger to enter her backside. As long as it was from
pleasure, it wouldn’t matter.

She gave her ass a little seductive shake and he
responded by spreading the two fingers to help widen the back
passage.

On the next double thrust inside her body, everything
came together and she broke apart around him. His cock expanded and
throbbed in response to her climax he felt with his fingers. The
squeezing pulsations she treated his digits to threatened to pull
his release to ride alongside with hers, except he wasn’t ready for
that to happen. He wanted his erection to be buried somewhere
inside her body when he fell off that particular edge.

Listening to her panting for air, he shivered with an
urgent need to thrust inside her until he came, except that wasn’t
his plan. Instead, to try and keep him from racing out of control,
he smoothed a hand over her hair and down her back. He wanted to
calm her, only not too much so that she lost the edge of passion
that rode her to climax again and again.

“Do I have permission to show you how good being
taken back here could be?” To show her what he meant, Matt took his
fingers out and slowly pushed them back in with a wicked twisting
motion to keep her heated.

“
Hai
,
hai
!”

There was no way he could hold back his smile of
victory. Good thing he knew
hai
meant yes, otherwise he
might go crazy waiting for a response he could understand. Yuki was
lost in the eroticism they built together, which must have made it
difficult for her to speak in a different language.

Not able to hold back any longer, he reached around
and, using his hands on her small breasts, pulled her up to rest
against his chest. Plucking the tight tips brought moans to her
lips and her hands grabbing his thighs. He liked how she made him
feel, like a man she desperately needed.

Wanting to hear more of her lust-filled moans and
screams, he slid his hand down until he captured her clit between
his fingers. Firmly pinching the nub caused her fingernails to dig
into his thighs and to throw her head back against his chest.

The little gem was pure raw passion and his to
please. The only drawback for him was that she wasn’t Sakura.
Thankfully, that was what imaginations were for, and his hadn’t let
him down so far.

Moving his hand away from where it teased her breast,
he used it to introduce his cock to her back passage, slowly
sliding in. He monitored the pace, keeping it smooth and easy,
knowing there would be some initial discomfort, although hopefully
no pain.

She started chanting quietly, under her breath, so it
took a bit of time for him to realize she was saying hai over and
over again. He took it as a good sign, that she liked where he
possessed her and his own need ramped up even further. He needed to
come or he was sure his rod would explode inside her ass.