The last time somebody pointed out that cowboys ride horses, not tricycles, I shot him. Of course, I waited until another gunslinger gunned him down, but nevertheless, I still shot him.

She did not care where he was or how she was going to find him, all she knew is the reward would be worth it…however, alive, kicking and raring to go would be preferable

I plan to use my hands, my mouth, and my cock to fuck that basic vanilla sex right outta you.

There is no better place to heal a broken heart than on the back of a horse.

I want to be a cowboy, but only long enough to barge into a saloon and bellow, “Who’s the yellowbelly that stole my happy trail?

I know what it’s like to be different. I’m a Native American in a white world.

It’s hard to have a serious conversation with you when you’re wearin’ lighted cocks on your head.”AJ defiantly thrust out her chin and the penises bobbled. “We aren’t having a conversation. You’re give me tough-guy...

Cowboys don’t go around breaking hearts.

Love is like a zebra refereeing a football game. I should know, because I am the rodeo cowboy riding that zebra.

The hand at her back stroked up and down. Never straying too far south, but igniting a fire inside her that she wanted this fireman to stoke instead of extinguish

We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly,and bitterly wept as we bore him along.For we all loved our comrade so brave, young and handsome, we all loved our comrade although he’d done...

Despite his attractiveness, Sandie couldn’t have been more disappointed. She lamented, thinking that she should have known that it would have just been another stupid cowboy like her father to show up. Still, she couldn’t...

We all wrap ourselves in the mythology we want other people to see us in.

You did. You shot me in the leg. But you can’t kill love that easily. And today you’re going to learn how deadly Love can be.” That was over four years ago, and I’m still...

Boy oh boy, this man is trouble. He was slowly tearing down the wall she’d built around her heart, brick by brick. Could any man be this perfect? He must have some faults. Maybe he...

Hades cracked his knuckles on each hand, and the noise was like gunpowder caps exploding in the silence. “First dish duty,” he mumbled to himself, “now possessed cowboys. This just isn’t my night.

Unearth marvels as you walk the path,Stand in awe,Therein is the joy of life.

I always wanted to be a cowboy, and Jedi Knights are basically cowboys in space, right?

Be like a sparrow aspiring to be an ostrich, and I’ll be like a cowboy with no horse looking for a speedy land runner to ride.

Snuggle up with a hot fireman! Meet Tanner West.Sharon looked up into the most gorgeous face she had ever seen. Eyes like dark chocolate, deep and warm, stared out at her from a face that...

I must say, cowboy, I’m impressed. I was worried you could only handle eight seconds at a time.

It’s telepathy, over.

His icy lovecicle pressed against her dewy portal, demanding admittance to her passion chamber. How did a guy with no heartbeat, no pulse, get an erection? Who cares?

I drink coffee like goats walk on tightropes. It’s fun to watch, but it sure would be easier if this monkey dressed like a cowboy would get off my back.

Sharon looked at Aaron and smiled. She’d made the right decision, hadn’t she? Would she come to regret this decision too? She’d made so many mistakes in the past. Was this another one? No, self-doubt...

You’re gonna have to hold on tight, because this rodeo is just getting started.

I rode my horse to the saloon, but it was out of business. The cowboy I spoke with said the bartender served the saloon’s last drink on March 5th, 1882. Guess I shouldn’t have taken...

He knew how hot those rumbly-grumbly, gravel-voiced noises made her: hotter than two rats wrestling in a wool sock…only not as scratchy. Or as smelly. Probably less squeaky, too. But she had to be strong....

A wink and a smirk walk into a bar, and the bartender asked them what they were drinking, when all of the sudden a mustache in a cowboy hat riding a vagina runs through the...

She loved her son and wanted him to make a fresh start here. Her ex-husband always tried to pass Aaron off as normal, not wanting anyone to know his son was different. She wasn’t going...

You want a wild ride, J.J.? I’ll give it to you, hard and slow until you scream my name.

I pet horses and ride cats, because I’m a cowman. I’m too mature to be a cowboy.

Darlin’, you can’t tell me your ex wasn’t adventurous and not expect me to see it as a challenge.

I haven’t trusted my car since I bought a horse. I just can’t talk to my car like I can Mr. Needles. Cowboys make better lovers. Or so I hear—not that I’d know from personal...

She always thought of Aaron as special not less. He was God’s gift to her, and she wouldn’t trade him for the world.

Whatever it was that came over him that night pulled a cord—her laugh, or her surprise gasp slipping out to think he’d do something so bold.

Oh. Momma told me not to tell you that your bed squeaks. But I think you know, ’cause I could hear it this morning. Jake dropped his fork. Tor, for the first time Jake had...

And lose my cock, balls and prostate? Are you kidding me? Honey, I’m still all man. I’m just a man with decoration,” Tommy had explained before turning with a flounce and practically floating out of...

I had a dream about you. You were riding a walrus like a cowboy, and I was riding a cowboy like a cowboy. I waved at you, and you waved your lasso over your head....

Cowboy Rodeo was a very simple man. He liked his life simple. He liked his ranch full of animals, he liked the breeze across the plains, and he liked when the sun rose and set....

Let’s go. The cowboy just came to take you away.” He reached in and turned off the ignition, clasped her keys and opened the door. When she stepped out, he didn’t bother to move back...

Instead of a gun in my holster, I hold cheesy nachos there, for dangerous snacking. Instead of a horse, this cowboy rides a couch.

I own now, I think about 38 pairs of cowboy boots, or 37, something like that now.

Funny how women are ashamed of their inner fairy whereas men are forever proudly displaying their inner cowboy or fireman

Jack glanced toward the dressing room, not believing that all the time he had been with her, she had been half-naked…

The sky had lightened when they got up from the sand. They shook the blanket before wrapping it around them both. Cuddling close they entered the hotel, shivering as they stood in the elevator.

If I were a Wild West cowboy, I wouldn’t ride a horse—I’d ride a wheelchair. More romantic.

Nice farmer’s tan.

You can’t cover up the swagger of a cowboy.

I sense that about you, Tristan. Your actions and words are heartfelt.