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[dallasdakotarico]

I WAS SIX FEET TALL

'til she brought me to my knees

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In a lot of way Dallas was a very selfish man. He wanted things his way and when there was something that he wanted there was nothing that he wouldn't do to get it. At the same time he could be quite generous and giving if the mood struck him. That wasn't an entirely uncommon happenstance when it came to sex. Dallas was the sort of the guy who took pleasure in giving pleasure. He loved sex, every aspect of sex. Generally he liked sober sex, he wanted to be able to fully enjoy what was happening. That wasn't to say that he hadn't been involved in his share of drunken or otherwise impaired encounters. Those usually had him waking up the morning blinking at whatever was beside and wondering how many bottles, joints or other appropriate measurement, he had consumed. He did not like waking up next to ugly women, it made him wonder what else he'd done with them and sometimes that made him a little to sick to his stomach. Waking up next to someone though was generally not something that happened that often. Dallas loved sex but he wasn't really someone who liked to cuddle and didn't go for all that afterglow bullshit. When sex was over it was time to catch your breath, light a smoke and be on the way out.

That wasn't to say that he didn't want to see the woman again, just that he didn't want to lay there holding someone when he'd rather take a shower and play his guitar. Dallas often found sex inspiring for writing music and lyrics so he didn't like to lay around and let his creative juices be wasted. Somewhere in the back of his mind he was already thinking about how he would not be in any hurry to get away from this gal, or have her get away from him. In fact he was already thinking about which car had more room to sleep in, once it had thoroughly been used for other activity, of course. Hell hopefully both cars would be involved with the other activity portion of the night and with luck that part would also last much longer than the actual sleep portion. Dallas usually functioned pretty well on only a few hours of sleep so he had never seen much use in wasting the day doing something that wasn't necessary. Then again, that was all a matter of perception. Some people might find sleep more of a necessity than sex. He felt sorry for those people.

The silky tank top that Blue Eyes was wearing beneath the flannel was rather revealing but wasn't even close to how revealed Dallas wanted her to be. The black silk felt amazing beneath his hands as they shifted against her chest he caught sight of the red and black bra below. He loved that they just seemed to match in so many ways. From their classic cars to the color, and to some extent the style, of their outfits. When Blue Eyes moaned at the slight pressure as his thumb passed over the piece of jewelry beneath her shirt, Dallas was quick to repeat the action, only now with a bit more pressure. He loved soaking in the sounds that he could evoke from women. That was something that had always made him feel very powerful, and that was a feeling that he greatly enjoyed. Just as he attempted to elicit the sound again, Blue Eyes brought their bodies more firmly together at the groin, which caused a deep, rumbling groan in his chest.

It had been so easy to block everything out except for the two of them and the wicked purr of the Mustang beneath Blue Eyes. She really was quite the piece of work, piece of art really. The woman seriously had the perfect body. While their mouth continued to try to devour the each other, Dallas' hands stroked over her body, learning her curves, searching for any significant pleasure zones that he could find. Most people had them, it was simply a matter of finding them and exploiting them. Exploiting sounded like a bad word it was meant in the best possible sense. He wanted to find those places so he could assure that they were adequately stimulated in order to provide her the maximum possible pleasure, which in turn would heighten his pleasure. Everything usually came back around to him at some point.

Dallas had been so focused on Blue Eyes that he hadn't even heard the approaching vehicle until the men inside started shouting at them. He scowled, starting to glare at the assholes when he happened to glance down. The movement of his hands had caused the front of her tank top to sink lower, providing an amazing view of her cleavage while it revealed one of those little treasures that he'd been hoping to find. That was just too much to resist. Dallas bowed his head and started kissing his way down her chest until he could trace his tongue over the ink embedded beneath the skin right between her breasts. He did have a message for those in the passing vehicle however and he passed that on by lifting his right hand, middle finger extended. At the moment he really couldn't spare his mouth for something that his finger could relay well enough on its own.

When she turned her attention back to him Dallas somewhat reluctantly lifted his head again. He wasn't entirely certain why he didn't continue with what he'd been doing but when Blue Eyes shifted her lips to his neck that put the reason out of his head. Her first suggestion caused him to arch his brow in consideration. In some ways he very much liked the idea of relocating, though he hated the thought of being apart from her for any length of time. That thought went through his head just before her fingers moving over his nipple ring nearly short-circuited his brain. On top of that, the feel of her lips trailing down his throat to his torso left his head spinning. By the time she added the little scrape with her teeth Dallas was just almost ready to start tearing clothes off. A noise that some had described as a growl rattled in his chest. One of the things that turned him on above a lot of other things was the feel of teeth against his skin.

That didn't last long however before Blue Eyes pulled back again, stretching and arching to accentuate all of her already amazing curves. Dallas didn't want to move, didn't want to stop but he also didn't want any further interruptions. Besides, he had some assets that he could show off too. "You're a wicked, wicked woman, sugar,"

[/color] he said in a low, husky tone as he very reluctantly pulled away from her. Then Dallas slowly released her legs from around his waist and stepped back. "I'm votin' for option number one since once I get started, ain't nothin' gonna make me stop."[/color] He took a few more backward steps before he turned and moved to the driver's side of her Thunderbird. After opening the door he bent forward to pop the hood. He lingered perhaps just a little bit, making sure to give her an ample view of his backside, like he'd wished to get a view of hers earlier, then he made his way to the front of the car and opened the hood.[/size][/blockquote][/justify]tag:[/color] the garden of eden!
words:[/color] 1284
clothes:[/color] right here
car:[/color] the cowboy's horse
notes:[/color] it'll be good to get them out of the open where they can really get to it… i was gonna go ahead and have him fix the car but it got so long.
lyrics:[/color] put the boy back in cowboy - bon jovi

[devililltheden]

Getting caught wasn’t something that she minded, really she couldn’t care less about how many people saw that she was enjoying herself thoroughly with this cowboy that she found along the way. It was getting interrupted that she hated, it was having to break apart that she hated, especially when it felt so good to have him that close to her. Devi couldn’t remember half of the times that she had been caught but she could remember that mostly she had just looked up for a second before resuming what she was doing. Of course that was a little difficult when she was in a confession booth with an overly horny alter-boy and they were caught by one of the fathers that was walking around the church, drawn to them by the silly sounds that he had heard. Devi had been all for just closing the little curtain and continuing what she was doing. But the man didn’t agree and practically grabbed her by her hair to drag her out while the boy stuttered and turned red as he tried to fix his clothes. Such fond memories that she actually liked to think back to because shocking people was one of the things that she loved. Which was also why she was a stripper, people never expected such a profession no matter how slutty someone might look. It was the shock and sometimes pure horror on someone’s face when she told them that she loved so much, because she knew that for the rest of the day, maybe even the week, those people would tell everyone that they met a stripper. Followed by a long lecture about what was happening to the world and the city and above all other things, what was happening to the youth of this world.

Devi didn’t mind getting caught, it was the fact that she had to pull away from this delicious cowboy that bothered her because she was having much too much fun tasting him to pull away from him this quickly. As her eyes focused on the car that slowly moved past them her bright eyes fluttered closed as his lips pressed against her skin, a soft hum sounding from her throat as she arched her back slightly. Her eyes were open just enough to catch the movement of his arm and she laughed softly at his actions. It was exactly what she had been thinking only he actually did it. Her attention couldn’t stay with the men in the car for too long, she was much too interested in the man outside of the car and in front of her, his lips moving against her skin. A soft moan sounded from her slightly parted lips when his tongue ran over her tattoo. Her lips turned into a smirk; if he was going to do that with every tattoo she had this was going to be a very fun night.

Having his lips against her skin was as much fun as trailing her lips over his and the fun seemed to be mutual as her lips moved down his throat. The growling sound that came from his chest made her smirk widely and it made her want to do it again and again just hear that sound once more. However, there was no doubt in her mind that she would hear it again and that he would make it again. One of the perks that came with being a bit of a slut was that she knew exactly what to do to make a man go wild and she was determined to test every single piece of experience she had on this cowboy. Neck, throat, collarbone, those were all very common hot spots but she wondered what else turned him on, what else made him completely lose his mind and she wanted to find out every single one of his turn ons and hotspots. Devi wasn’t against asking about it either, if she couldn’t find it herself she would simply ask, if that made everything that much better she saw no reason not to.

What she really did not agree with was the fact that he started to move away from her. Sure, she had been the one to suggest relocating, but that didn’t mean that she wanted him to move away from him and a part of her just wanted to latch onto his chest and not let him get away. His comment brought a wide smirk over her lips and she licked her lips for a moment, still tasting him there. “That’s something I take great pride in,” she informed him, still smirking and raising one of her eyebrows slightly. She quite liked being wicked, just as the liked to be a tease and those were both talents that she was very proud and fond of. Reluctantly, she let him move her legs from around his waist and she set her hands on other side of herself onto the window frame of the car, her legs swinging down as she watched him with her head slightly tilted. “Sounds promising,” she told him, a slight edge of excitement very audible in her comment. She was more than ready to find out just what he meant by that and if maybe she finally found someone that could keep up with her and wouldn’t stop after just one round. Most men could take once, and then a second time around after about an hour and by then Devi grew bored and annoyed, mostly because she seriously wanted her to wait while she figured that he could still do other things while he was waiting. But they never agreed. This cowboy sounded more than promising.

Devi bit her lower lip slightly as he walked towards her car, smirking widely as he bend over to pop the hood and more than enjoying the view that he no doubt intended to give her. Her bright eyes followed him to the front of the car and suddenly, without him there with her, she started to notice the cold again. She hopped off of the car and walked towards him, still smirking as she reached him. Devi walked around him, resting her hand on his back as she moved to the other side of him and then leaned over slightly. One hand stayed on his back as the other moved down his arm till she met his hand, resting her lips at his ear. “Can you fix it?” she murmured into his ear before pressing her lips against his neck again. The hand that was on his back moved down, tucking it firmly into his back pocket.

tagged; hot cowboy, dallas
wearing; this smoking outfit
the ride; <3
location; just outside of new orleans
word count; 1.109
notes; -snickers-

[dallasdakotarico]

I WAS SIX FEET TALL

'til she brought me to my knees

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Dallas arched a brow sharply and smirked right back at her as she spoke of taking pride in being wicked. "I'm sure ya do, sugar, as well ya should. It's a rare trait to be done right an' ya definitely do it right."

[/color] When he said she was a wicked, wicked woman he had totally meant it as a compliment. It was something that most would not take that way but there was no question that she wasn't like most women. Once he turned to move to her T-bird a broad smile bloomed on his features. Dallas had gotten more than a few glowing reviews about his stamina and he had no doubt that he would need every bit of it to keep up with Blue Eyes. He was confident that it was doable and without a doubt he was looking forward to every single second. The excitement that he could detect in her tone gave him a nice little boost. It was good to know that he wasn't the only one anxious to get closer. As Dallas moved from the doorway of her car he looked back at her with an assured expression. "Satisfaction guaranteed, baby."[/color] Sure that was a cocky thing to say but he knew he had the goods to back it up. Sex had always been something that he'd excelled at and the older he got the better. He was not the sort that believed all that bullshit about men reaching their sexual peak at nineteen.

Actually Dallas was someone who heard a lot of complaining around the clubs from women bitching to their friends about how tired they were about doing all of the work to get zero satisfaction only to have their man fall asleep. More than once he had assured a woman that she wouldn't have that problem with him. He even went on to prove it to a few of those. Hell, Dallas had even heard his buddies talk about practicing that sort of behavior with their women. It always made him shake his head. First of all, one of the few teachings from his parents that held any merit with him was - if something is worth doing, it's worth doing right. If you can only do half-ass sex then what was the point of even having it? Aside from that he didn't really buy into the whole one man, one woman idea. If that was the way it was supposed to be then why was the ratio between the sexes so skewed? The thought of attaching himself to one woman for the rest of his life wasn't something that he even wanted to consider. As he opened the hood of her car and leaned in over the engine however, Dallas wondered for an instant if that would be such a bad thing if it was Blue Eyes that he wound up attached to.

That general notion probably should have bothered him more than it did. Had a thought like that come into his head with any other woman he likely would have walked to his car, slipped in behind the wheel and left her standing there, stranded on the side of the deserted highway. At the moment though, with that girl, the usual wasn't an option. Dallas was looking things over under the hood when Blue Eyes' hand settled against his back. Her touch was much warmer than it should have been in that cold night air and it felt damn good. His eyelids lowered somewhat in pleasure as her hand trailed over his back from one side to the other as she took her place beside him. All too soon Dallas realized just how inadequate wicked was as a description for her. She was much more than that. He made certain not to miss a beat though. As soon as her hand settled on top of his, he lifted and splayed his fingers so she could thread hers with his. Then he shifted his weight so the one side of his ass pressed more firmly against the hand in his back pocket. It was her hot breath against his ear and her lips against his neck that caused the biggest reaction. Her lips ought to be registered as a lethal weapon.

For a brief instant Dallas had to rein himself in and get himself together. He needed to fix this car and but fast so they could get somewhere more private and resume the extremely enjoyable activities of a moment before. Closing his eyes for two full seconds he released a long exhale and took a quick look. Upon first sight he was concerned that the car needed more work than he could do, either there on the side of the road or back in his garage. "I'll give her my best go, sugar."[/color] Without much hope Dallas reached out and tested a couple of connections, hoping against the odds that he would find a very simple solution to her problem and one that had a quick, easy fix. Everything seemed pretty tight. Of course that thought brought a smirk to his lips. That was true until he checked the fittings on the battery. Hell, it hadn't even dawned on him when he opened her door whether or not the interior light came on. The driver's door was still open and Dallas didn't see any light coming from inside. Please let this be the only problem, he thought to himself as he pulled back, straightened up and turned to face Blue Eyes.

"I think I got her,"[/color] he murmured, staring deeply into her eyes from very close range. "I just need to grab a little something."[/color] Though it wasn't at all what he'd been thinking about have to get, his free hand rose up to firmly grasp one firm cheek of her ass. "Be right back,"[/color] Dallas continued, dipped down to snatch a kiss before pulling away from her. He made his way back to the Mustang, licking his lips as he walked to enjoy the taste of her that lingered there. When he reached his vehicle he opened the passenger's side door and reached in under the seat. He retrieved a thin, metal case. Balancing it on one hand Dallas opened the top and shifted things around slightly to find what he was looking for. With a triumphant grin he put the box in the seat and pulled out the tool he wanted. Turning back to the other car he moved in that direction. As he walked he tossed the screwdriver into the air from the tip, catching it at the base so it was ready for use when he got back into position. Leaning under the hood once more Dallas used the screwdriver to tighten the connections to the battery. He noticed as soon as the light inside the T-bird came one. With a smirk settling back onto his face he turned to Blue Eyes, giving her a wink. "Give her a try, baby."[/color][/size][/blockquote][/justify]
tag:[/color] the garden of eden!
words:[/color] 1188
clothes:[/color] right here
car:[/color] the cowboy's horse
notes:[/color] you are so wicked! ily
lyrics:[/color] put the boy back in cowboy - bon jovi

[devililltheden]

Being wicked was a talent that she was very proud of and something that she had a lot of experience in being. Her parents were always so against it, in their eyes being wicked was a bad thing and it was something that had to be stopped. It was why they kept forcing her to go to church, why they wanted that father to turn her back into a good little girl. It was why they always made her sit with her sister as if she was just going to magically turn into a copy of that girl. Devi hated her sister, there was no way that she would ever turn into that disgusting excuse for a woman. She might make a man happy, but Devi would make several ecstatic. It was actually quite surprising to the gorgeous brunette that they hadn’t sent her to a convent when she was younger to try and beat the wickedness out of her somehow. Of course she was glad that they didn’t, but still, they were so against her being anything other than a perfect little catholic girl that she didn’t understand why they hadn’t been worse. Maybe they thought that God would come to her at some point and show her to light. Really, Devi believed in a different kind of God. There was a religion that thought that the way to enlightenment was through a woman’s body, if one believed that then Devi was actually quite the messenger from God leading men towards the light and pure paradise. There had to be a reason why her last name was Eden; she was a place of pleasure and paradise and she thought that it was quite the sin to waste such an amazing thing. It might have been arrogant but Devi saw herself as a gift to mankind, and many agreed with her.

This cowboy was just making her more and more curious as to just how good he was. The satisfaction guaranteed comment made her smirk widely and she raised one of her eyebrows slightly as she thought about it. Devi had been with a lot of guys and she never expected the be the first, only or last with any of the guys that she was with. When she was younger, in high school, she actually took pride in being a boy’s first. But then as she grew older, more experienced and started to want a lot more from sex she learned that virgins were not the way to go. Actually, a long list of previous lovers was a plus in her eyes because it meant that at least the guy knew what he was doing. From the looks and the talks that this guy was throwing at her, that combined with the things that she had already experienced from the much too brief moment between them; she could decide that this one knew what he was doing.

Devi laced her fingers through his, pressing her body gently against his side. When he shifted her body against her hand in his back pocket she smirked, moving her hand slightly and digging her long fingernails gently into his jeans. For now, with the thick fabric of the jeans, he wouldn’t be able to feel them, but once she got him naked she would be sure to mark him with her nails at one point or another. She leaned against him and rested her head on his shoulder, a soft hum sounding as she relaxed into her position so closely against him. It was strange, but she enjoyed this, she enjoyed standing this close to him and having their hands laced together, one of her hands dug deep into his back pocket. She had heard people say once that the spaces between their fingers were made so that someone else could fill them again and to her that was complete and utter non sense. But as she looked down at their joined hands for a moment she noticed how much she liked it. Strange, really strange, that Devi was enjoying just standing close to him without even doing anything.

Once the cowboy stood up she kept her hand where it was, looking up at him as he stood close to her because of the way that she had been pressed against his side. Devi’s already quite wide eyes grew a bit bigger when she felt his hand against her backside and it made a soft moan escaped from between her bright red lips. Her mouth curled into a smile as she looked up at him, her eyes fluttering closed for a second as his lips pressed against hers. “You better,” she told him, smirking as he told her that he would be right back and moved away from her. She lifted her hand to her face and ran her thumb over her lip, running her tongue over her upper lip and still tasting him there. For that short moment she thought of those swoony couples that kissed right before leaving each other even if it was just for a few minutes. But she didn’t linger on that and she just turned to lean against her car, tilting her head as she watched the cowboy walk away again. “Good work, baby,” she muttered, patting her car with her hand and smirking slightly. Her car had never before picked a better spot and time to break down. She talked to her car often actually, but she really needed to get the vehicle something good to think her for this one. If her dear sweet car hadn’t broken down then she would have never met this delicious cowboy, that would have been one hell of a waste.

Cowboy was back just as fast as she had promised and she leaned both her hands onto the car, leaning over a bit and tilting her head as she watched him fixing something, she had no clue what he was doing, but if it worked than she was going to be more than happy. Devi stood up straight again and licked her lips as she looked up at him. Without saying anything she moved around him and walked towards the driver’s seat, slowly getting into the car and turning the key in ignition, smiling as her car roared itself back to life. Devi got up from the seat and rested her arm on the top of her car, “You always this good with your hands, cowboy?”

tagged; hot cowboy, dallas
wearing; this smoking outfit
the ride; <3
location; just outside of new orleans
word count; 1.078
notes; x]]]] i love these too, have i told you that already

[dallasdakotarico]

I WAS SIX FEET TALL

'til she brought me to my knees

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The longer Dallas spent in the company of the brunette goddess the more time he wanted to spend with her. Aside from picking up some primo weed the day had pretty much been a bust. On top of that had been the long, boring drive, which he hadn't much cared for until about twenty minutes ago when he first caught sight of Blue Eyes as he had nearly passed by. With such a crap day behind him it only seemed fair that his night would make up for it. With everything that had already passed between them it seemed to Dallas like that was a real probability. There was no question that the gal had quite the story to tell. He couldn't help but wonder about all of the possibly wicked antics she had gotten into or how those might compare with his. At some point they might have to compare deeds. He got the distinct impression that she might actually give him a run for his money. Then again, he'd never really been going for any sort of record. Dallas did what felt good, made the things he wanted happen. It was pretty much as simple as that. Had there been any real competition he might have tired harder but again, he was already getting what he wanted so what was the point of working too hard?

Things were a little different now though. Blue Eyes seemed to have her mind set but that didn't stop Dallas from continuing to try to score points, with any luck at all he'd be able to redeem the points for goods and services later on, after he provided some good and services to gain some more points. Hell, it was his hope that the cycle would go on for a very long time to come. Not only had it been commented frequently that he had amazing stamina, he was also quite proud of his rate of recovery. In just listening to his friends swap stories he had been a little surprised at how much longer it took for them to be ready for round two. Actually most of his buddies were content with once but that was not the case with Dallas. As long as it was good, he would take as much of it as he could. That was key though. If it wasn't good then there was certainly no reason for a repeat performance. Why waste the time when he could simply leave and find someone better to continue with? All signs were pointing favorably to the notion that Blue Eyes would not be a disappointment.

Trying to focus on fixing the car with the prospect of what was to come running rampant in his head was hard enough. When she thread her fingers with his, pressing her body intimately against his side it got a whole lot harder. Dallas so wanted to get this car fixed so they could go somewhere a little more private and get back to what they'd been doing a short time ago. He loved the feel of her hand in his back pocket and couldn't wait until he could feel her touch against his bare skin. Feeling her hands up his shirt so recently was very fresh in his mind and he looked forward to feeling that again, to feeling her hands over more of his bare skin. When her head came to rest on his shoulder, Dallas glanced briefly in that direction. Had it been anyone else he likely would have shrugged her off because he was trying to work. In this instance however that wasn't even an option. Having Blue Eyes close was something that he enjoyed far too much and he would take for as long as he could get. "I assure ya I will,"

[/color] he responded. Dallas hated having to leave her in order to get the screwdriver but if he wanted to fix her car so they could relocate that was a necessity. Thankfully the short interruption paid off. Once he got the battery connections tightened she was able to start the T-bird, which would allow them to find a little more deserted place for what was to come.

When she ask if he was always so good with his hands, a wide smile played over his entire face with a decidedly wicked cast. "Lemme put it this way, I ain't no mechanic,"[/color] he smirked. He figured that was telling enough. Sure he could have come back with a big brag but he'd been doing his fair share of that and he didn't want Blue Eyes to get disgusted with all his boasting. Instead he thought he'd hint a bit then allow her to make her own decision. He also planned to make certain that she knew just how good he really was with his hands. Meanwhile he flipped the screwdriver in his hand again, slipping the handle into his back pocket while he closed the hood of her car. Moving around to her position, Dallas leaned in close, though the door was still between them. "Otherwise you'll find out just how good I am with my hands in about ten minutes tops. Provided you can keep up."[/color] He added that last little bit with a grin, issuing a bit of a challenge. Biting at his lower lip he looked at her briefly then dipped and cocked his head to nip lightly at her curve of her jaw. "Follow me,"[/color] Dallas continued in a low, sultry tone, whispering the words close to her ear.

Though he didn't like pulling away from her it was necessary in order to get them to someplace a bit more private. There would still be a slight risk of being happened across but the odds of that happening would be greatly reduced in the new location he had in mind. Moving to his own car, he tossed the screwdriver into his stash box and closed the door before hustling around to the driver's side. Once Dallas was settled behind the wheel he looked over to assure that Blue Eyes was also ready before he put the Mustang in gear and started off with a squeal of tired. This was a guy who loved things fast. Fast cars and fast women were his favorite. That wasn't to say that he didn't like to take his time once he was in the company of a fast woman and that was his motivation now. He simply couldn't wait to get where they were headed. Making sure that she was easily able to follow him, Dallas drove for a few minutes before signaling a left turn. Another few miles along that road and he took a right. It wasn't long before the asphalt gave way to packed dirt. From there it was only another mile or so before he slowed to a stop beside a large tree.[/size][/blockquote][/justify]
tag:[/color] the garden of eden!
words:[/color] 1170
clothes:[/color] right here
car:[/color] the cowboy's horse
notes:[/color] i think you've mentioned… but tell me again.
lyrics:[/color] put the boy back in cowboy - bon jovi

[devililltheden]

It was something that Devi had always been very good at; distracting men from what they were trying to focus on. She had had it even back in high school and had used it to her advantage whenever the need call for it. Whether it was on a teacher that was trying to scold her for not doing her homework or just another student that was trying to focus on his work but she wanted his focus elsewhere. Devi had never really fitted in when she went to high school, she was never a cheerleader or someone popular. She was the well known slut, always out back smoking and getting caught making out in empty classrooms. But she never got into trouble, thanks her to amazing seductive talent. She didn’t know where she had gotten the talent. She sure as hell didn’t inherit it from her mother because that woman wouldn’t know seduction even if it slapped her in the face and called her a slut. So her amazing talent for being distracting, sexy and over all one wicked little temptress did not come from her mother and her father was completely out of the question as well. At times Devi wondered what her grandparents had been like, from what she heard they weren’t exactly the right kind of people, at least her grandparents on her mother’s side weren’t. She had never even met them and as the gorgeous brunette thought more and more about it she figured that that was why her parents hated her so much; because she reminded her mother of her mother. If she did get her amazing seductive talent from her grandmother than that must have been one hell of a woman and she wished that she could have met her.

Hearing her car coming back to life made her smile, but there was a wicked edge to her smirk as her eyes went to the cowboy at the hood of the car. She could take off right now, close her door and speed away into the night. If it had been any other guy, any guy that didn’t intrigue her as much as this guy did; she would have. But there was something about this guy. He was an amazing kisser she already knew that and she figured that she had only just gotten a first taste of just how good he was at that. Other than that he was freakishly handsome, had an enchanting accent, had piercings and for some reason she didn’t doubt the fact that she would find more things that she found interesting as more clothes dropped from his body. He knew where the touch her to get a response and he had just fixed her car. There was no way in hell that she was leaving this guy behind.

Devi watched him closely as he made his way towards her again and she couldn’t help the smirk that took over her expression. She bit her lower lip for a moment and looked up at him from underneath her eyelashes. “Hm, I can’t wait,” she told him, in a slight purring tone as she tilted her head slightly her hair falling over her shoulder, when he said that she was going to find out just how good he was with his hands. She really hoped that he was more than just all talk because she was getting really excited to find out just how good he was. There was a soft snorting kind of noise that emerged from her throat as he commented on her keeping up. “Cowboy, I think it’s you who has the prove that he can keep up,” his lips against her jaw made her hum softly and her eyes fluttered closed for just a second before they opened as he walked away. She tilted her head again, finding that she really liked to watch him walk, she just really liked to stare at his ass. Almost as much as touching it and it just made her more eager to get him alone.

The brunette didn’t waste any time and she got back into her car as she finished watching him walking back to his car. She tied her hair back again, something she only ever did when she was driving and something that she always did when she was driving. Before taking off she leaned over to check herself in the rear view mirror, checking if at least some of her bright red lipstick was still in place. She could hear his car coming back to life and she smirked slightly as she sat back and closed her seatbelt around her chest. Devi was probably one of the few people in the states that still drove a stick, but she preferred it over anything else. It made driving off just that much more fun because she was able to do it much faster so obviously within about a second she could drive next to the cowboy and she smirked as she looked at him before slowing down a bit and falling behind him. Devi was still a bit new to town and she had to follow him to get where he had in mind. She didn’t like driving behind someone but she had no other choice so she drove behind him patiently, following him as he turned left and right again later. It was a bit difficult to focus on driving with her mind preoccupied with things that she was going to do to him once they stopped and were able to just get caught up in each other without anyone interrupting them.

Her car came to a stop behind his and she turned off her engine as soon as she came to a halt and she sat back in her seat for a moment before taking off her seatbelt. Devi got out of her car and closed the door behind her, taking the ribbon from her hair and shaking out her hair, throwing her hair behind her and running her hands through her hair as she stretched out her back slightly. “This were you bring all your lost girls?” she asked the cowboy loudly so that he could hear her, a wide smirk running over her face again. “Or is this a special occasion?” She leaned against her car a bit as she waited for him.

tagged; hot cowboy, dallas
wearing; this smoking outfit
the ride; <3
location; just outside of new orleans
word count; 1.061
notes; time to get down 'n dirty!

[dallasdakotarico]

I WAS SIX FEET TALL

'til she brought me to my knees

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As much as Dallas was enjoying Blue Eyes' closeness, the press of her body against his side, the feel of her hand in his back pocket, it was almost a relief when she stepped away to try the ignition. It wasn't that he wanted to be away from her, not in the least. That was actually the exact opposite of what he wanted. However, he did need a moment to catch his breath, to settled his revved engine before something burned out. Actually there wasn't anything really in danger of burning out just yet, Dallas simply wanted to assure that he would be able to sit without complete discomfort once the T-bird was running so they could go somewhere a little more out of the way. Not for the first time he wished that they were closer to the city, close to anywhere they could easily get a room. Then again he didn't think that it could ever be too cold for him not to want to get naked with a women like Blue Eyes. As he had suspected, as soon as she shifted from her position he suddenly felt the winter chill a whole lot more keenly. Dallas simply reminded himself that was a temporary situation, soon enough he would surrounded by warmth.

Feeling the need to pull back a bit, to rein himself in, was one that he wasn't at all familiar with. Actually it was more a desire to make absolute certain that he lived up to the satisfaction guarantee that he made a short time ago. Not that he really had any doubts that he would satisfy her, Dallas had never had problems in that area. This just felt like a different situation than any other he'd been in, he wanted it to be different. Just from their kisses, the movement of her hands on his body, he knew that he wanted to assure that this would not simply be a one-time thing. Not only one-time tonight but he also wanted there to be more nights. In fact, for the time being that was going to be his single-minded purpose, to make sure Blue Eyes got enough that she would want more and more and more. For a split second, as her car flashed forward with a burst of speed to pull up alongside the Mustang, Dallas' heart sank. It was such a quick response but he couldn't deny it. Was she planning to get away? To try to get away? He wasn't going to simply let her drive off without a fight, or a chase as the case may be. After only a moment though she fell back in behind his car and he was able to breathe once more.

While the moments reprieve as she started her car was almost enough to allow him to get comfortable in his jeans for the short drive, after the near heart attack thinking that she was going to try to outrun him he was able to calm down and pass the time to plot and plan a bit. That, of course, didn't do much to settle the flames Blue Eyes had ignited, but then that wasn't exactly his goal. As Dallas maneuvered his Mustang down the highway and the series of back roads that took them to a more private location, he spent almost as much time with his eyes on the rearview mirror as he did with them on the road in front of him. Feeling even the least bit insecure was something that was new for him. Dallas had learned long ago that confidence drew attention and that was what he always craved. It had been a very long time since he felt uncertain about measuring up in any way, especially sexually. How could this woman that he had barely met swoop in and make him feel that way after no more than a few kisses? A few incredible kiss, his mind amended. He nodded to himself at that sentiment then licked his lips, savoring the slight hint of her that remained. Looking up again into the rearview mirror he focused on the woman behind the wheel of the car following him. He couldn't wait to taste more.

Dallas didn't waste any time killing the engine and exiting the car once their destination was reached. Blue Eyes was already parked by the time he closed his door. Keeping his eyes on her as she got out of the car and shook out her hair, he tilted his head and licked his lips again. Then he noticed something and his heart gave another little jolt. His left eyebrow shot up sharply as he started walking back towards her with slow, precise steps. He could see that she was missing a very obvious piece of attire that he had last seen on her, something that actually belonged to him and something he was a little sick at the idea of having lost. Dallas was going to try not to let it bother him though, it wasn't her fault that it was gone, he should have been paying more attention to his hat if he didn't want to lose it. At the time though he'd been focused on Blue Eyes and how hot it got him to see her wearing it. She couldn't have known the significance of the cowboy hat she had apparently lost at some point. All he could do now was try to rein in the impulse to get back in his car and try to find the only thing he had left of the only member of his family who ever paid him any real attention.

He stopped his forward advance at the back of the Mustang, leaving her a few feet further on beside her door. Leaning his hip against his back fender he watched her stretch, admiring her curves. Though his expression might have been a bit morose due to his loss, watching her put any idea of going back to look for his hat out of his mind. Hopefully the hat would survive a few hours, the night, however long he was able to keep Blue Eyes where he wanted her.

tag:[/color] the garden of eden!
words:[/color] 1055
clothes:[/color] right here
car:[/color] the cowboy's horse
notes:[/color] FINALLY! sorry it sucks.
lyrics:[/color] put the boy back in cowboy - bon jovi

[devililltheden]

The curvy brunette had only been in town for a few weeks, if it was even that much, she had to admit she wasn’t exactly sure. Time had never meant much to her, it was such a relative things. A life, a night or anything really, could not be measured in time, it was measured in the amount of times that she laughed and had fun. It was a very playful night it was measured in just how many times she was rushed towards a certain climax and just how good the encounter had been before that. In the few weeks, or so she figured, that she had now been in New Orleans this had never happened before. That she met a guy in the middle of a deserted road, pretty much made out with him while sitting on the window frame of his car. In fact it was something that happened before period, not even while she was still in LA or somewhere else where she had spend her time. Anyone else would have called her crazy for just going along with someone that had picked her up on the side of the road and of course there was a chance that he was a rapist and a serial killer. But life was about chances and if she didn’t take every single one that was handed to her it wouldn’t be living. It was actually quite the miracle that she hadn’t been raped and killed just yet, seeing as she went along with strange men more than once. Maybe that was why she still did it, because it hadn’t happened yet so she didn’t see the danger in it. Devi was most definitely one of those people that thought it would never happen to her.

Devi tilted her head as she watched the cowboy walking towards her and then stopping at the end of his car. There was something in his expression that she didn’t understand and the fact that he didn’t even reply to her comment made her seriously wonder what had just happened in the drive over that turned him from a horny horse to the guy that was just standing there and staring. There was a rush of disappointment that rushed through her and she tucked a loose strand over her dark brown hair behind her ear as she pursed her lips slightly. She had to admit that she half expected him to just walk up to her, press her back against her car and have his way with her and now that he did none of that she felt disappointed; and cold. But she wasn’t one to give up that easily and if he was going to make her work for it then fine, she would. But he wasn’t getting another chance after this one, he better make it up to her fast.

She watched him as his eyes rested on her, running her hand through her hair and noticing that that action went way too smoothly. Her blue eyes moved to the inside of her car and she smirked slightly before opening the door, leaning far into the car and grabbing the cowboy hat off of her passenger seat. As she stood up again she turned the hat in her hands for a moment before setting it back where it belonged; on the top of her head. Her fingers ran over the edge of it and she smirked slightly to herself. Even if this didn’t work out the way that she wanted it to, she would at least have a new hat to add to her collection. But just getting a hat out of this was not what she wanted, she wanted much more than that and he could do more, he had proven that just a few minutes ago before they had stepped into their cars to drive there. And Devi was planning on getting that man back because she had liked him far more than this was that was just waiting, standing there against his car. She wanted him all over her, like he had been before.

With one smooth movement she stepped back from her car, throwing the car door closed and shoving her hands into the pockets of her shorts. She set one foot in front of the other, her head slightly tilted as she looked up at him from underneath the edge of the hat. Her arms were pressed a bit to the front, her shirt still unbuttoned from their previous encounter. Her walk was slow, but she did that on purpose, making sure that he got a perfect view of just what he was wasting. Maybe he was one of those guys that were all talk but no game. She would be so disappointed if that was true because the talk that he had done before was so enjoyable and she would hate to lose someone with so much potential. Her tongue ran over her lower lip before she bit down on it. Before she knew it she was right in front of him, but she didn’t stop there, she moved closer, resting her hands on his shoulders and pressing her body against his. “What’s wrong, cowboy?” she purred seductively. Her hands moved over his shoulders to his neck, her fingers getting lost in his long dark hair as she tried to get even closer to him. She leaned in closer, resting her lips at his ear, “Don’t you want to play anymore?” her voice never lost the purring and seductive tone and she made sure that he lips brushed over his ear as she spoke. To add to the already seductive moment she let her teeth brush over his earlobe, her lips turned into a grin.

Then she pulled back, stepping back just a bit as she watched him, waiting for him to show her just what he wanted from her. If there was still no reaction she would roll her bright blue eyes and leave, it was as simple as that. There were plenty of other guys that wouldn’t have to think twice about it. They might not be as handsome as him, or as good of a kisser as him, but at least they wouldn’t hesitate.

tagged; hot cowboy, dallas
wearing; this smoking outfit
the ride; <3
location; just outside of new orleans
word count; 1.041
notes; Almost forgot how much I love playing Devi x]