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Michelle made a small noise as he squeezed her ass, biting her lips slightly and giving him a smirk. “Oh, really now?” she giggled lowly, her own hand trailing down the line of exposed skin, her fingers dancing along the waistline of his pants. She wasted no time of grabbing a handful of her own, eagerly wanting to know what she’d be looking forward to. “Hm...seems like my own imagination will be satisfied tonight.”
Michelle eyed Everett from across the way. She always thought of him as a good and hardworking guy, though did notice he had his way with the ladies. She never did really bat an eyelash at him, at least not until recently. She casually sidled him, lighting a cigarette off her boot. "Hey you." she greeted with a puff.
Everett gave Michelle a genuine smile, unlike the forced charm that he gave everyone else. He was glad to see her, seeing as how she was a solid bounty hunter, tough as nails with a good sense of humor.
He had initially stopped himself from looking at her as a potential bedroom partner because, quite frankly, she didn't seem interested. But lately... Did he imagine her assessing gaze?
"Hey lady, how's it goin'? Been a while."
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Another soft moan passed her lips, soon curling into a smile. One hand ran through his soft hair while the other gripped his shirt, nimbly undoing the column of buttons. Her fingertips traced along his exposed skin as she smiled wider. “My, what have you been hiding from the world?”
Michelle eyed Everett from across the way. She always thought of him as a good and hardworking guy, though did notice he had his way with the ladies. She never did really bat an eyelash at him, at least not until recently. She casually sidled him, lighting a cigarette off her boot. "Hey you." she greeted with a puff.
Everett gave Michelle a genuine smile, unlike the forced charm that he gave everyone else. He was glad to see her, seeing as how she was a solid bounty hunter, tough as nails with a good sense of humor.
He had initially stopped himself from looking at her as a potential bedroom partner because, quite frankly, she didn't seem interested. But lately... Did he imagine her assessing gaze?
"Hey lady, how's it goin'? Been a while."
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Michelle took a deep breath. She trusted Everett well enough. She nodded and smiled up at him. “Only if I get to do the same to you.” She whispered, running her hand across his midline.
Michelle eyed Everett from across the way. She always thought of him as a good and hardworking guy, though did notice he had his way with the ladies. She never did really bat an eyelash at him, at least not until recently. She casually sidled him, lighting a cigarette off her boot. "Hey you." she greeted with a puff.
Everett gave Michelle a genuine smile, unlike the forced charm that he gave everyone else. He was glad to see her, seeing as how she was a solid bounty hunter, tough as nails with a good sense of humor.
He had initially stopped himself from looking at her as a potential bedroom partner because, quite frankly, she didn't seem interested. But lately... Did he imagine her assessing gaze?
"Hey lady, how's it goin'? Been a while."
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She blushed darker at his words. Before she could even respond, she was trapped to him.
Michelle melted right into his embrace, kissing him back and wrapping her arms around his neck. He felt both soft and solid against her, a feeling of security and intimacy that she nearly lost long ago. A soft, low moan escaped her busy lips.
Michelle eyed Everett from across the way. She always thought of him as a good and hardworking guy, though did notice he had his way with the ladies. She never did really bat an eyelash at him, at least not until recently. She casually sidled him, lighting a cigarette off her boot. "Hey you." she greeted with a puff.
Everett gave Michelle a genuine smile, unlike the forced charm that he gave everyone else. He was glad to see her, seeing as how she was a solid bounty hunter, tough as nails with a good sense of humor.
He had initially stopped himself from looking at her as a potential bedroom partner because, quite frankly, she didn't seem interested. But lately... Did he imagine her assessing gaze?
"Hey lady, how's it goin'? Been a while."
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This caught Michelle off-guard. She never did think too highly of her looks. A shy smile crossed her lips for a moment, a light blush tinging her dark cheeks. “I’m sure you got me confused for another girl.” she joked, returning to her usual demeanor.
Michelle eyed Everett from across the way. She always thought of him as a good and hardworking guy, though did notice he had his way with the ladies. She never did really bat an eyelash at him, at least not until recently. She casually sidled him, lighting a cigarette off her boot. "Hey you." she greeted with a puff.
Everett gave Michelle a genuine smile, unlike the forced charm that he gave everyone else. He was glad to see her, seeing as how she was a solid bounty hunter, tough as nails with a good sense of humor.
He had initially stopped himself from looking at her as a potential bedroom partner because, quite frankly, she didn't seem interested. But lately... Did he imagine her assessing gaze?
"Hey lady, how's it goin'? Been a while."
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Michelle raised an eyebrow and smirked. “I s’pose you’re right, Everett.”
Taking another swig, she swallowed easily and shimmied off her leather jacket, draping it over a nearby chair. “Sure is gettin’ hot in here.” she said, winking at him.
Michelle eyed Everett from across the way. She always thought of him as a good and hardworking guy, though did notice he had his way with the ladies. She never did really bat an eyelash at him, at least not until recently. She casually sidled him, lighting a cigarette off her boot. "Hey you." she greeted with a puff.
Everett gave Michelle a genuine smile, unlike the forced charm that he gave everyone else. He was glad to see her, seeing as how she was a solid bounty hunter, tough as nails with a good sense of humor.
He had initially stopped himself from looking at her as a potential bedroom partner because, quite frankly, she didn't seem interested. But lately... Did he imagine her assessing gaze?
"Hey lady, how's it goin'? Been a while."
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“Dancing?” Michelle took a sip. “Gotta loosen me up for that,” she snickered and smiled. “Though I’m already halfway there from this. I’ll take up that offer though. I feel that we don’t get to really enjoy each other’s company that often.” she took a large gulp, already starting to feel the affects of the alcohol.
Michelle eyed Everett from across the way. She always thought of him as a good and hardworking guy, though did notice he had his way with the ladies. She never did really bat an eyelash at him, at least not until recently. She casually sidled him, lighting a cigarette off her boot. "Hey you." she greeted with a puff.
Everett gave Michelle a genuine smile, unlike the forced charm that he gave everyone else. He was glad to see her, seeing as how she was a solid bounty hunter, tough as nails with a good sense of humor.
He had initially stopped himself from looking at her as a potential bedroom partner because, quite frankly, she didn't seem interested. But lately... Did he imagine her assessing gaze?
"Hey lady, how's it goin'? Been a while."
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“Here and there,” she answered, keeping her eyes on the road. “Most days I’m on my own, and I’ll meet up with them for some things.”
The path took them up the steady incline of a mountain, and the air held a chill. They were getting closer to Ambarino.
“What about you? What adventures have you been on since we last spoke?”
Cain was an observer; thoughtful and calculating as he stood in the shadows, watching the locals passing by. He was waiting for someone, a friend he hadn’t seen in a long while. He rarely allowed anyone to call upon him but this one was special, they had made an offer he couldn’t exactly refuse and he accepted it. Patiently he waited with his trusted horse, Black Jack. The massive black horse snorted, pawing the earth with his hoof restlessly.
Off in the distance, a figure appeared. A woman of intimidation dressed in all black, graciously galloping upon her beautiful Buckskin horse. The stallion’s loud snorts alerted those around, moving out of the way while she rode past. Her eyes shot ahead, noting the figure she was searching for. Growing closer and closer, she signaled a whoa and Guillermo skidded to a halt, kicking up a cloud of dust around them. As it settled, she smiled at Cain. “Hello.” she greeted with a smile and a tip of her hat.
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Michelle smiled and scratched the stallion’s nose. He seemed to know she had a soft spot for him. Stallions were her favorite, yet Black Jack seemed to stick out more than any other except her own. She pulled a peppermint from her pocket and fed it to him.
“Good to know we’re still friends.” she said softly before turning to mount Guillermo, who danced in his spot, eager to go off for their next adventure. Michelle looked at Cain. “Shall we?”
She waited for him to mount before taking off into a gallop along the dusty path.
Cain was an observer; thoughtful and calculating as he stood in the shadows, watching the locals passing by. He was waiting for someone, a friend he hadn’t seen in a long while. He rarely allowed anyone to call upon him but this one was special, they had made an offer he couldn’t exactly refuse and he accepted it. Patiently he waited with his trusted horse, Black Jack. The massive black horse snorted, pawing the earth with his hoof restlessly.
Off in the distance, a figure appeared. A woman of intimidation dressed in all black, graciously galloping upon her beautiful Buckskin horse. The stallion’s loud snorts alerted those around, moving out of the way while she rode past. Her eyes shot ahead, noting the figure she was searching for. Growing closer and closer, she signaled a whoa and Guillermo skidded to a halt, kicking up a cloud of dust around them. As it settled, she smiled at Cain. “Hello.” she greeted with a smile and a tip of her hat.
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Michelle took in the scenery quietly, smiling as he showed her the place. It was certainly nice, and not something you’d expect to be a speakeasy. The smell of alcohol hit her strong when they walked into the bar, and her mouth watered for it. As Everett held the glass to her, she took it and raised it to his toast, smiling and clinking her glass against his.
“Cheers to a good life,” she said, before taking a swig. The sweetness hit her before the burn did, a pleasant sensation that woke her insides. “Damn!” she rasped, and took another gulp. It went down smoother this time. “Gotta say, this is better than any saloon.”
Michelle eyed Everett from across the way. She always thought of him as a good and hardworking guy, though did notice he had his way with the ladies. She never did really bat an eyelash at him, at least not until recently. She casually sidled him, lighting a cigarette off her boot. "Hey you." she greeted with a puff.
Everett gave Michelle a genuine smile, unlike the forced charm that he gave everyone else. He was glad to see her, seeing as how she was a solid bounty hunter, tough as nails with a good sense of humor.
He had initially stopped himself from looking at her as a potential bedroom partner because, quite frankly, she didn't seem interested. But lately... Did he imagine her assessing gaze?
"Hey lady, how's it goin'? Been a while."
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Cain was an observer; thoughtful and calculating as he stood in the shadows, watching the locals passing by. He was waiting for someone, a friend he hadn’t seen in a long while. He rarely allowed anyone to call upon him but this one was special, they had made an offer he couldn’t exactly refuse and he accepted it. Patiently he waited with his trusted horse, Black Jack. The massive black horse snorted, pawing the earth with his hoof restlessly.
Off in the distance, a figure appeared. A woman of intimidation dressed in all black, graciously galloping upon her beautiful Buckskin horse. The stallion’s loud snorts alerted those around, moving out of the way while she rode past. Her eyes shot ahead, noting the figure she was searching for. Growing closer and closer, she signaled a whoa and Guillermo skidded to a halt, kicking up a cloud of dust around them. As it settled, she smiled at Cain. “Hello.” she greeted with a smile and a tip of her hat.
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“Indeed it has.” she agreed, dismounting her horse. Despite her short stature compared to him, his size wasn’t intimidating in the slightest. Not to someone so intimately familiar to her.
Her eyes traveled up and down his figure slowly. Hadn’t changed a bit. A small smirk tugged at her lips. “Tell me, how has the world treated you?” she said softly, stepping closer to him.
Cain was an observer; thoughtful and calculating as he stood in the shadows, watching the locals passing by. He was waiting for someone, a friend he hadn’t seen in a long while. He rarely allowed anyone to call upon him but this one was special, they had made an offer he couldn’t exactly refuse and he accepted it. Patiently he waited with his trusted horse, Black Jack. The massive black horse snorted, pawing the earth with his hoof restlessly.
Off in the distance, a figure appeared. A woman of intimidation dressed in all black, graciously galloping upon her beautiful Buckskin horse. The stallion’s loud snorts alerted those around, moving out of the way while she rode past. Her eyes shot ahead, noting the figure she was searching for. Growing closer and closer, she signaled a whoa and Guillermo skidded to a halt, kicking up a cloud of dust around them. As it settled, she smiled at Cain. “Hello.” she greeted with a smile and a tip of her hat.
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“Agarita Sunrise huh? You know a way to a girl’s heart,” she joked, mounting her horse. “Alright, lead the way,” she gestured for the open road. “Could use a good shine after a long day.”
Michelle eyed Everett from across the way. She always thought of him as a good and hardworking guy, though did notice he had his way with the ladies. She never did really bat an eyelash at him, at least not until recently. She casually sidled him, lighting a cigarette off her boot. "Hey you." she greeted with a puff.
Everett gave Michelle a genuine smile, unlike the forced charm that he gave everyone else. He was glad to see her, seeing as how she was a solid bounty hunter, tough as nails with a good sense of humor.
He had initially stopped himself from looking at her as a potential bedroom partner because, quite frankly, she didn't seem interested. But lately... Did he imagine her assessing gaze?
"Hey lady, how's it goin'? Been a while."
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Cain was an observer; thoughtful and calculating as he stood in the shadows, watching the locals passing by. He was waiting for someone, a friend he hadn’t seen in a long while. He rarely allowed anyone to call upon him but this one was special, they had made an offer he couldn’t exactly refuse and he accepted it. Patiently he waited with his trusted horse, Black Jack. The massive black horse snorted, pawing the earth with his hoof restlessly.
Off in the distance, a figure appeared. A woman of intimidation dressed in all black, graciously galloping upon her beautiful Buckskin horse. The stallion’s loud snorts alerted those around, moving out of the way while she rode past. Her eyes shot ahead, noting the figure she was searching for. Growing closer and closer, she signaled a whoa and Guillermo skidded to a halt, kicking up a cloud of dust around them. As it settled, she smiled at Cain. “Hello.” she greeted with a smile and a tip of her hat.
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Michelle smiled in response, nodding to his invite. “Yeah, I’ll have a drink.”
She whistled for Guillermo and the stallion came trotting along. “Whatcha got brewin this time?” she asked as he mounted her horse.
Michelle eyed Everett from across the way. She always thought of him as a good and hardworking guy, though did notice he had his way with the ladies. She never did really bat an eyelash at him, at least not until recently. She casually sidled him, lighting a cigarette off her boot. "Hey you." she greeted with a puff.
Everett gave Michelle a genuine smile, unlike the forced charm that he gave everyone else. He was glad to see her, seeing as how she was a solid bounty hunter, tough as nails with a good sense of humor.
He had initially stopped himself from looking at her as a potential bedroom partner because, quite frankly, she didn't seem interested. But lately... Did he imagine her assessing gaze?
"Hey lady, how's it goin'? Been a while."
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“Yeah it has,” Michelle agreed, smirking slightly at him while taking another puff. “Been busy all day, thought I’d take a break. What have you been up to?” she asked, offering the cigarette to him.
Michelle eyed Everett from across the way. She always thought of him as a good and hardworking guy, though did notice he had his way with the ladies. She never did really bat an eyelash at him, at least not until recently. She casually sidled him, lighting a cigarette off her boot. "Hey you." she greeted with a puff.
Everett gave Michelle a genuine smile, unlike the forced charm that he gave everyone else. He was glad to see her, seeing as how she was a solid bounty hunter, tough as nails with a good sense of humor.
He had initially stopped himself from looking at her as a potential bedroom partner because, quite frankly, she didn't seem interested. But lately... Did he imagine her assessing gaze?
"Hey lady, how's it goin'? Been a while."
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💋 Misty, hehe
"Miss Misty, my beautiful doll," Everett said with a smirk as he pinned her against a wall. He caressed her cheek with the back of his knuckles.
"Wouldn't want to smudge those pretty lips... Or do I?"
He leaned in for a kiss on her luscious red lips, his hands wandering as he grew more heated, more passionate. By the time he pulled away, her lipstick was messed up, and some of it was smeared onto Everett's lips.
"Love seein' you like that," he grinned as he wiped off his mouth with the back of his hand. "You look like you've had a good time."
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