Crossroads: the Chance City Series Book Three
Copyright© 2023 by Robin Deeter
Chapter 10
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 10 - Carter “Wheels” Ellis doubts that he’ll ever find a wife since he’s a paraplegic. But Nora Guthrie has strong feelings for him, and they begin a powerful romance. Sparks fly between Mayor Carly Branson and male prostitute Ray Stratton despite their mutual hate. Or is it love? Four people come to important crossroads. Will they find happiness, or take a wrong turn and end up heartbroken?
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Historical Mystery Western
Wheels rolled back and forth from the kitchen to his bedroom. He needed the exercise, but he was also trying to burn off his anxiety. He’d called Doug that morning, asking him to stop by around lunchtime.
Since Doug and Aaron owned Guthrie’s Livery, the largest livery in town, he could take time off whenever he needed to, and he’d readily agreed to come see Wheels.
Wheels had just made a couple of fast circuits around his kitchen table when a knock sounded on his door.
He quickly opened it and smiled at Doug. “C’mon in. Thanks for coming over.”
“Sure thing,” Doug said, stepping inside and shutting the door. “You don’t look too bad for a jailbird.”
Wheels grinned. “Well, house arrest is a lot better than sitting in a jail cell.”
“I’d say so.”
“Make yourself at home. You want a beer or something to drink?”
Doug’s blue eyes sparkled as he sat down at the table. “I’ve never met a beer I didn’t like.”
Wheels fetched them a couple of beers and rolled into the place at the table he always used, handing Doug his drink.
Doug took a swig and then gave Wheels a speculative look. He knew Wheels well and based on the tense way the younger man held his shoulders, he knew that this wasn’t a strictly social visit.
“What’s on your mind, son?”
Wheels held Doug in high regard and his approval mattered a great deal to him. “Well, it’s about Nora. She’s a sweet, wonderful woman and she—”
Doug’s expression changed from smiling to furious so fast that Wheels stopped speaking.
Doug pointed at him. “You listen here, Wheels. If you think you can just drop her like a hot potato, think again. I know my little girl and she’s been in love with you for a little while now.”
Wheels’ mouth dropped open and then he rushed to allay Doug’s suspicions. “No, sir. I don’t wanna break things off with Nora. I wanted you to come today so I could ask you for permission to officially court her.”
“Oh, I see,” Doug said, his temper cooling. “Exactly what are your intentions towards her?”
Wheels had a healthy respect for Doug’s protectiveness of Nora, and he knew it was imperative to set Doug’s mind at ease. It was also best to be direct.
Meeting Doug’s gaze, Wheels said, “Doug, I love Nora. The last thing I want is to stop seeing her.”
Doug took another swallow of beer, crossed his arms over his chest, and fixed Wheels with a steely look. “How much do you love her?”
Wheels couldn’t stop smiling. “More than I could ever really say. She’s a special woman and I want to make her as happy as she makes me. It’s not every woman who would see me and not my chair. That’s only one reason I love her, though.”
Doug scratched his chin as he continued looking at Wheels. “And just where do you see this courting going?”
“Going, sir?”
“Yeah. Are you going somewhere with this?” Doug asked.
Wheels was perplexed. “Well, I asked you if I could court Nora, but you haven’t answered me. That’s where I was going with this.”
“So, you just want to court her and that’s it?”
“Uh, well—”
Doug ran a hand over his face. “Look, do you see yourself marrying her at some point?”
Wheels’ heart lurched. “I mean, um, sure ... that is—”
“Let’s do this, Wheels. You can court Nora and if you decide that you want to marry her, you have my permission to do that, too,” Doug said. “And I sincerely hope that’s where you’re going with this.”
“You do?” Wheels wasn’t sure he’d heard correctly.
Doug laughed at Wheels’ shocked expression. “Yeah. I know that my girl couldn’t find a better man anywhere. I’d love having you as a son-in-law. You just keep that in mind, son. All right?”
“Yeah. Great,” Wheels said quickly. This wasn’t how he’d envisioned the conversation going at all. He wasn’t sure whether to be relieved or disappointed.
Doug stood up, clapped Wheels on the shoulder, and said, “Good to see you, buddy. Take care.”
Wheels nodded mutely, still not sure how to react. Doug smiled and went out the door. As Wheels sat there, he swore he heard Doug laughing. A grin spread over his face, and he let out his own laugh.
Carly gazed at Ray as he slumbered in the predawn hours. The past three weeks had gone by in a blur of romantic outings and passionate nights. True to his word, Ray had taken every precaution to prevent pregnancy after their first couple of nights together. Although she knew that it was for the best, Carly was anxious to conceive. It was difficult to be patient and draw their ruse out for a believable amount of time.
As her eyes traveled over the man who would become her husband, she smiled as she thought about the jealous looks her acquaintances often sent her way. It was both daunting and amusing to see just how many women had taken advantage of Ray’s services in the past.
He’d been completely faithful to her, coming to her room almost every night. There had been nights when they’d both been too tired to make love but sleeping in each other’s arms was a wonderful experience all its own.
Sharing a bed with Ray was like sleeping with a furnace. He was always hot and rarely slept under the covers. He also slept naked, just as he was right then. As he lay on his stomach, the contours of his muscular back were even more defined in the moonlight coming through her French doors.
Her eyes traveled over his shoulders, back, tight backside, and strong legs. She’d never seen a man who possessed such masculine beauty before. It was no wonder that he’d been in such high demand as a hustler.
She was now well acquainted with sexual hunger and a strong pang hit her as she watched him sleep. He looked so peaceful that she hated to wake him, but it was time. Leaning over, she kissed his shoulder and caressed his back.
“Ray, time to get up.”
He stirred and smiled. “Morning, lovely lady.”
She chuckled at his use of the nickname he’d given her. “Good morning.”
Rolling over to face her, Ray hooked an arm around her waist and pulled her close.
“Mmm. You feel so nice,” he said, his eyes still closed. He slid a hand down to her buttocks. “That feels even nicer.”
She giggled and did the same to him. “You’re right. That does feel nice.”
Opening his eyes, he gave her a lazy grin and ran a hand through her messy, blonde locks. “God, you’re beautiful. It’s no wonder I want you all the time.”
Smiling seductively as she brushed her fingertips over the small of his back, she said, “We still have a little time before you have to leave.”
“Then let’s put it to good use.”
Leaving Carly before dawn every morning was getting harder for Ray. His growing attachment to her surprised and pleased him. Although his desire for her constantly burned inside him, he enjoyed going out to dinner with her and visiting her at home, too.
He’d never had the opportunity to do those things with a woman before and he savored the experience. Properly courting Carly gave him insight into her as a person and the more he got to know her, the more he liked her.
Watching her in action as a mayor had proven to be highly arousing. Her tough, no-nonsense way of dealing with difficult people excited him. But she was also tender and caring with children and those less fortunate than her.