The Cowboy and The Pencil-pusher

After our bona fide tumble, I made up my mind to be lukewarm with Kurt.I really don't want him to see that I'm out of my mind for him.But the next morning, when I was caught off guard, he walked into the foreman trailer, and a wave of masculinity hit me in an instant.He took off his hat, and those beautiful blue eyes seemed to see into my soul.

"Okay you," he said, nodding at me and looking at Benji, who was now engrossed in his laptop.

"Hi, Kurt." Benjie replied without looking up.

My stomach churns, and the fingers holding the coffee cup start to tremble.Contrary to the lukewarm plan, I nearly spilled my coffee and knocked over my pen holder. "What's the matter?" I was being overly attentive to cover up my overreaction.

He seemed a little taken aback by my unnaturally cheerful tone. "I, uh... something is wrong."

I frown. "what is the problem?"

"I just got a call from the city. They never got Lawrence's revised blueprints." He clenched his jaw, trying to maintain a pleasant face.

What he wanted to say was: I told you already.

"Did you call Lawrence?"

"Five hits."

I don't like this answer, but I also don't want to show doubts about Lawrence. "Let me try."

Kurt scowled. "Do you think he'll answer your call instead of mine?"

My face is burning.Lawrence always picks up when I call. "Maybe." I dialed the number, keeping out of Kurt's eyes.

"There are other circumstances." He bit his lip.

Lawrence didn't answer the phone for a long time, and I was a little upset. "what's the situation?"

Kurt sighed. "Ted says the new guest quarters don't have flashing."

I scowled. "That's impossible."

"He took the shingles off and did a spot check, and he confirmed that there was no flashing."

Under Kurt's intense gaze, my armpits began to sweat.I was relieved when Lawrence finally got on the phone. "Hi, Lawrence. This is Paul." I switched on the speakerphone, but I figured I'd mention it to him first.

"I know it's you. I can hear your sexy voice anywhere." Lawrence's crooked voice came from the phone.

Kurt frowned, and mouthed "sexy" to me with a questioning expression on his face.I shrugged, but my cheeks burned.Lawrence is always teasing me.I barely noticed it.The only reason it hit me right now that he was flirting with me was because Kurt was glaring at me like I was a Babylonian slut.

"Curt's here too." I cleared my throat. "We're talking hands-free now."

Lawrence answered without hesitation. "Hey, Kurt."

Kurt just snorted.

"I guess something's wrong with that?" Lawrence sounded smug.

Kurt frowned. "How did you know?"

Lawrence sneered. "Let me guess, I missed five of your calls and you wouldn't bother to say a word to me unless something went wrong."

"No." Kurt glared at the phone.

"Admit it, man. You know that's the case," Lawrence babbled.

Kurt just clenched his jaw.

"There seems to be something wrong with the plan." I interrupted the slightly gunpowder-flavored exchange between the two of them. "The city doesn't appear to have received an amendment to add jacuzzis to guest rooms."

"I just delivered it yesterday."

I stood up frowning. "Benjie. Have you seen the new plans?" I said, flipping through the old blueprints.I've always been organized, so it's kind of hard to believe that I haven't looked at them.

He shook his head. "No, boss."

"That's because they're not here at all." Kurt snorted coldly.

"I heard that." Lawrence protested on the other end of the phone.

"Just to hear it," Kurt muttered.

Searching every nook and cranny of the house, I felt Kurt's disappointed eyes burning on my back. "Are you sure you delivered it?" I asked politely into the microphone. "I can not find it."

"Absolutely. Randy sent it. You know, the tall guy with black curly hair?" Lawrence's voice was firm.

"Not here," Kurt said abruptly, crossing his hands over his chest.

"That's weird." Lawrence didn't seem to take this matter to heart. "Okay, how about this, Kurt, come over and pick it up? You can send it to the city yourself. This will ensure that everything is safe."

Kurt looked like he was going to jump directly to the phone and cut the other party open. "I'm not running errands." He gave me a look like it was all my fault. "I have work to do at the ranch."

The more Kurt glared at me, the more my blood pressure shot up.I snapped my fingers at Benji. "My assistant will be there in 10 minutes to pick up the proposal."

Benjie raised his head and brushed his bangs away from his eyes. "I go?"

"Yes, you go." I hope he stops arguing here.I don't want to give out the reasons why I won't let Kurt go.Seeing the gloomy look on the cow boy's face, I worried that if he was asked to pick up the plan, he would have to strangle Lawrence to death. "You can drop by and bring us coffee."

Benji pointed to the coffee maker in the corner of the trailer. "Don't we have coffee?"

I sigh. "Benjie, please go to Lawrence's side, pick up the plan and send it to the city."

"Okay." My colleague stood up. "Would you like your big soy milk latte?"

"Yes." I looked at Kurt and asked. "What do you want?"

Before Kurt could answer, Lawrence cheerfully said first, "I'll drink whatever Paul drinks."

Kurt looked at the phone angrily, and I smiled feebly.

"Anything to bring, Kurt?" I repeat, ignoring Lawrence's titter on the other end of the phone.

Kurt snorted. "No. I only drink regular milk."

"They have everything. You don't have to have soy milk." I frowned.

"I've had coffee," he muttered. "I just need to make sure the plans get sent to the city so we can get them to approve the damn job and we can get it done."

Lawrence's sarcastic tone came from the receiver. "I'm the one running the project, Kurt. You just cross your legs and hang out."

Benjie grabbed his coat and came over and held out his hand. "You pay the bill, right?"

I pull out my company credit card. "When did I ask you to pay?"

"I'm afraid that if I accidentally pay for it myself, I'll make a bad start."

"It's as real as it gets."

Benjy waves as he leaves the trailer. "See you later, lads."

"Well, in that case, I have an important meeting to attend." It sounded like Lawrence was about to hang up.

"Wait. One more thing," Kurt said.

"It's strange if you don't." Lawrence's tone was impatient.

"I'm sorry to trouble you. But you can't just ruin my grandfather's ranch like that and think I don't have a problem with it." Kurt moved closer to the microphone, his back tensed.

"You have an opinion on what I do," Lawrence said. "It seems that you are obsessed with me."

"Fart," Kurt snapped.

"Calm down, calm down, cowboy."

I raise my hands. "Guys, can we just focus on the problem at hand?" I met Kurt's angry gaze. "Tell him about the flashing. Be nice."

Kurt took a deep breath, as if trying to calm himself down. "Ted says the new house doesn't have flashings around the chimney," Kurt said bluntly.

"Impossible." Lawrence said angrily. "That's the basic requirement for a roof. My guy can't just put tiles without flashing."

Kurt closed his eyes as if trying to suppress his anger.When he opened his eyes and spoke again, his tone was unexpectedly calm. "How about you come to the scene and see for yourself?"

"Well, okay. This sounds like a joke, but I'm in meetings all day today." Lawrence said to someone else in the room on his side. "Okay, everyone, I really should open the way."

"You have to fix this," Kurt said through gritted teeth.

"I'll call Jimmy and see if he can check it out in the morning," Lawrence suggested.

"You are so busy that you don't even have time to look at it yourself?" Kurt sarcastically said.

"Yes. I have twenty projects on hand."

Kurt leaned closer to the microphone. "Then you have to stop taking on so many projects immediately. You obviously don't have the skills to handle them all."

"You're still overreacting like this. Take a pill to calm down and then go kiss your horse or do something else to relax." Lawrence's voice rose and fell and trilled through the receiver.

"Why don't you come over and say this in person?" Kurt's neck muscles bulged.

"It's not over, everyone?" I wrinkled my face and stroked my hair.Their confrontation seems to have gone a little too far.

Lawrence's laugh was unkind. "I'd love to see Paul, but I think you're going to mess with me, Kurt. So I'm going to have to decline. Besides, I'm going to be very busy for the next few days."

"You'll regret it if you screw up this project," Kurt said viciously.

"Calm down, cowboy. It's all right." Lawrence sighed. "Hey Paul. Get back in touch. We're still going for a drink."

I wrinkled my face. "Ah, good. Of course." I mechanically agreed.He hung up quickly and I'm not sure if he heard me.

Hanging up, I turn to Kurt.I wouldn't be too surprised if he was so pissed off.His face was flushed and the lines of his mouth were stiff.I didn't speak immediately because I didn't know what to say.

"I told you he can't be trusted." Kurt's voice trembled, and he moved closer to me. "I tried to tell you he was a crook, but you wouldn't listen."

I lick my lips and raise my chin. "Okay, calm down. Problems happen on all construction sites. Nothing new."

"He's that kind of guy, Paul. You should trust me when I try to tell you and your dad to stay away from him." He stopped a few steps in front of me.

"It'll be fine. I promise."

He tilted his head. "You can't say that."

"Of course I can. If Lawrence messes up, we can fire him under the contract. Then we'll sue him and get his deposit back. No problem."

"How long will this damn thing last?"

"My dad and I will immediately hire another contractor and the project will move on. I swear you can trust me on that."

"Let me trust you? Even if you don't trust me?"

"My dad decided to use Lawrence. Not me."

He twisted the corner of his mouth. "Please don't take me for a fool."

It's hard for me to stay businesslike when I gaze into his beautiful blue eyes.His tone was aggressive, but also sad. "Look, I'm sorry for upseting you about our hiring of Blackbond Construction. But let's be honest. Hiring him wasn't about you. He was the lowest bidder, and on paper he's a better fit."

"We're lucky if he can finish the job."

"No. I won't stop until it's done." I flipped through the papers on my desk so I could avert my eyes from his intense gaze. "Construction projects are bound to go wrong. That's normal."

"Then we'll see."

"You don't need to worry." I looked at him, and his dubious look made my stomach tighten. "I know what to do with someone like Lawrence."

He laughed a few times. "I'm sure he's looking forward to it too."

I frown. "What's the meaning?"

He walked towards me, and his fresh breath rushed into my nostrils.My words started to heat between my legs when his eyes fell on my lips.All the things between the two of us yesterday lingered on the edge of my mind, and I couldn't resist it.

"He seems to know you very well. How did he know that you have a sexy voice?"

I was amazed that he should bring up Lawrence's earlier comment.I couldn't help but feel smug about knowing that this upset him. "Oh, well, that's the way he is."

"He's not like that with me."

"He's a flirt." Seeing the anger in his eyes took my breath away.

The muscles in his jaw twitched. "Are you having an affair with him too?"

My eyeballs almost fell out. "Lawrence? How is it possible!"

He looked away, but seemed satisfied. "Even if you have it, it has nothing to do with me."

"I really don't."

He looked at me hesitantly. "very good."

I never knew that a simple word could make my knees go weak. "You...are you satisfied?"

He shrugged, not looking at me like he was shy. "I felt very happy with yesterday's sex."

My heart is beating wildly. "Yeah, me too."

"But if you do the same with Lawrence, I'll leave you alone."

"I didn't." I answered a little too quickly.Clearing my throat, I tried to speak in a casual tone. "Lawrence is not my type. It might be fun to go shopping with him, but I don't like sleeping with a man like him."

His expression relaxed. "Okay." He sized me up with his eyes, looking at my purple cashmere cardigan. "Yeah, you two must be a pair of very speculative shopping friends."

"You laugh at me?"

He raised his hands. "No." His eagerness to explain made me almost laugh out loud.

I bit my lip to keep a smile from showing. "Fine, because if you're laughing at me, I won't show you the cool stuff I stopped by this morning when I was thinking of you."

He raised his eyebrows. "Go on."

"I can't stop thinking about yesterday." I bit my lip. "So I may have stopped by the pharmacy this morning, on purpose or not, to pick up some necessities."

"What necessities?" He narrowed his eyes.

"Something that will make our time together better than it was yesterday." I blinked exaggeratedly.

"Hmm... what did you buy?"

"Just the basics. Don't worry, I didn't get a butt plug and a masturbation cup."

His eyes widened. "Butt plug and what?" His face seemed to be redder. "For God's sake, why do people use those things?"

I laughed out loud and my cheeks heated up.I immediately regretted my joke. "Some people just like it."

"Do you like it?" He looked startled.

"No. But I won't dislike those who like it."

"Have you used those?" He looked at me like I was an alien from another planet.

Seeing him frightened like this, I couldn't help laughing. "Used the Masturbation Cup once. But I didn't think it was any good. I still prefer the real thing."

He stroked his chin. "My God. You city people are so good at playing."

"You're taking me off topic. I just wanted to say that I bought something while thinking about you." I laughed. "I didn't mean to scare you. I just thought you were 25 and must have heard of this stuff."

"I'm 27, but no one I've ever dated has had a...butt plug."

I snickered. "Sorry for bringing that up."

He shook his head. "Looks like I learned something new today."

"Don't worry. The worst thing I ever bought was fruit-flavored lube."

"Now I understand." He scratched his head. "But the butt plug?"

"Some have a vibrate function, and people seem to like it." I grimaced.

"My dear mother." He folded his hands on his chest.

"Relax. I just bought condoms and lube." My eyes landed on the drawer of my desk, where I'd tucked all the stuff I'd bought. "But I guess I scare the poor pharmacy clerk anyway. Maybe people here don't usually buy condoms and lube as soon as they open up."

He chuckled. "probably not."

"Well, after yesterday..." I bit my lower lip. "I...uh...I would really like to spend a little more time alone with you. This is very effective in adjusting the monotony of life in a small town."

"Of course I agree." He moved closer to me with a smile on his lips. "Just as long as you promise not to let those plugs or anything near me."

I put up one hand and swear. "I solemnly swear to never force you to use any sex toys."

"I'm sure Lawrence would be more than happy to cooperate with your use of those gadgets," he muttered uncomfortably.

I nod. "Yeah, he strikes me as the kind of guy who would go on a sex toy orgy."

His eyebrows huddled together. "That man just makes me sick."

"Hey, really? I can't tell." I smirked.

He pulls me closer. "He's just a crazy bastard." He frowned and hooked my sweater collar with his fingers. "I'm still mad at you for insisting on hiring Lawrence despite my advice."

"I know." The desire in his eyes made my heart surge. "If saying that makes you feel better, I actually regret my decision."

A smile curved his mouth. "It's really better."

Aroused by his pleasant smell, it is difficult for me to take my eyes away from his full lips.All the time I don't want him, my heart is restless.Since the two of us let go yesterday, whenever he gets close, my body screams for it. "I was turned on by talking about so much sex."

He smiled and said. "Yeah, me too."

I glanced at the trailer door, and a wild, lewd thought formed. "Then you... um... want to try those products?"

He straightens his neck. "product?"

I leaned against him, barely able to breathe. "Do you want to fuck me, cowboy?"

His nostrils fluttered. "What... what did you say?" He sounded taken aback, but moved closer.

"I'm a little fussy right now, I want some excitement." I took the opportunity to put my hand on his chest, and the arteries under his throat started to pulsate.Seeing him so excited about it made me even more horny.

"Yes... is it?"

"Yeah." I unbutton the top button of his shirt, then the next. "Do you want to fuck me right here? Right now?"

He opened his mouth and gasped. "Oh my God." Contrary to his restrained look, his hard penis pressed against my leg.I know this idea must have moved him a lot. "Are you serious?"

Hearing his surprised tone, I suppressed a laugh.I undid the other button and slid my hand into his shirt, brushing his already hard nipples. "It really hurts."

He swallowed heavily and said. "Speaking of the heart, I think I'm going to have a heart attack."

I grinned. "I know, I'm nervous too."

"Really?" He licked his lips and slid his hands to my crotch. "But you still want to come?"

I swallowed loudly. "I...I think. I'm getting hard just thinking about it now."

"Me too." He looked around nervously. "But wouldn't it be a little too risky?" His gaze was on the door again.

"Yes or no." I gripped his biceps, and the hard rise and fall of the muscles made me shudder with longing. "We can lock the door." I sound a little out of breath.And I literally couldn't breathe.

He hesitated, but his crotch was pushed high and his eyes fell on my lips again.He licked his lips and laughed stupidly. "My God, you're such a pervert."

"Today I will." I reached into his shirt again and squeezed his nipples, and he began to gasp.

His hands came around behind me and clasped my hips, bringing our crotches close together. "Will Benjy be back soon?"

"We've got at least 45 minutes. You know how bad the traffic is in the city."

"Yeah, I don't think I'll last that long at all." He licked his lips as he rubbed against me.

"I don't need it either."

He gently pecked my neck, and the thrill of pleasure spread through my whole body. "We really thought about doing this?"

"God, I hope so." I put my hands on my belt buckle and began to undo my pants. "I'll probably never ask you for that again. I might come back to my senses at any moment." He pulled me closer, and this time he bit me harder, making me cry out.I run my hands around his crotch, feeling the contours of his thick cock. "Lawrence Blackburn would be very much on board with the idea, you know."

He looked up, anger flashing in his eyes. "To hell with Laurence Blackburn. I'm here and I'm calling the shots."

I grinned. "I want your words." With a sigh from the bottom of my heart, I pulled him over and kissed him.