A COWBOYS REDEMPTION

𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄

I rolled my eyes, sighing as I grabbed my suitcase. She was always in such a rush. I hurried down the stairs, dragging my luggage behind me. "I'm here, ya happy?" I said, rolling my eyes at her.

Sienna's eyes lit up as she grabbed her own suitcases, one in each hand. "Yes, because now that means we can go!"

I raised an eyebrow, noticing the size and number of her bags. "Sienna, we're going for two days! Why are you packed for a week?"

She glanced at me, smirking. "You never know what you might need," she said, as if that explained everything, and continued out the door.

I followed her outside, and that's when I saw Wyatt and Akhilles pulling in, each with their horses in trailers attached to their trucks.

They parked, and Wyatt leaned out his window, cowboy hat tilted just right.

"Who's ready for some lake house fun?" he called, his southern drawl making the words sound warm and inviting.

A smile tugged at my lips at the sight of him, and I rolled my suitcase over to Wyatt's truck. His eyes sparkled as he watched me approach. "Hey, baby girl," he said, his voice soft and sweet.

"Hey, Wyatt. Hi, Daisy," I replied, nodding toward his horse.

He hopped out of the truck, grabbed my suitcase, and placed it into the backseat before shutting the door. "You ready to head out?" he asked, turning back to me.

"Yes, I am," I said, excitement bubbling in my chest.

"Sawyer and Jonah said they'll meet us there!" Sienna shouted from behind, her voice carrying over the sounds of the horses and trucks.

"Okay, let's get going," Wyatt said, giving a quick nod.

I climbed into the passenger seat of his truck, settling in as Wyatt slid behind the wheel. The engine rumbled to life, and soon, we were pulling out, Sienna and Akhilles following close behind.

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When we finally arrived at the lake house, everyone gathered around, taking in the scenery.

I couldn't help but smile at how beautiful everything was—the trees lining the water's edge, the shimmering lake reflecting the late evening sun, and the quiet that wrapped around us.

It was peaceful, like a little slice of heaven.

"This is so beautiful!" Sienna squealed, her voice filled with awe.

Wyatt grinned and said, "Everyone pick a room."

We all headed toward the house, and before the rest of us could even step inside, Sawyer and Akhilles took off running, determined to get the best room. I couldn't help but laugh at them, and Wyatt shook his head, calling after them, "You two are idiots! All of the rooms are masters!"

Wyatt turned to me, his grin softening. "Come on, let's go," he said, holding out his hand.

We walked into our room, and I let out a satisfied sigh as I flopped onto the bed. "Wyatt, I'm loving this already."

He smiled, "I told you it would be good."

"Yeah?" I teased, turning to face him. "What do you have planned for us, cowboy?"

He leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms with a smirk. "Well, since it's almost night out, I was thinking I could get a fire going on the patio, and we could just chill."

I smiled, already picturing the cozy scene. "Oh, I like the sound of that."

"Oh yeah?" Wyatt raised an eyebrow, stepping closer. "You think that's good? Just wait until you see what I have planned for just us tomorrow."

His words sent a thrill through me, and I bit my lip. "Can't wait."

Just then, Sienna's voice echoed through the house, loud and enthusiastic. "IT'S TIME FOR SHOTSSS!!!"

I rolled my eyes, laughing as I sat up. "Uh oh, here we go," I said, knowing the night was about to get a whole lot rowdier.

Wyatt chuckled, shaking his head. "Yep, here we go."

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She had nearly five cups of whatever concoction Sienna whipped up, and she'd been giggling drunkenly for the past two hours. Her eyes sparkled under the soft light, and she looked as carefree as I'd ever seen her.

Milia threw her head back, eyes closed, a wide smile on her face. "I feel goodddd," she said, dragging out the last word.

I chuckled, reaching over to take the cup from her hand. "I think you've had enough," I said gently.

Milia giggled, her eyes opening to meet mine. "I am fine, just like you, cowboy."

Heat crept up my neck, and I could feel my cheeks warming. "You are too cute," I murmured, my voice low enough that only she could hear.

Akhilles grinned, leaning forward holding a beer in his hand. "So, Milia, what's it like dating my best friend? Has he shown you his wild side yet?"

Milia laughed, glancing at Akhilles before tilting her head, pretending to think.

She tapped her chin with her finger. "What's it like dating Wyatt Buckley?

Hmm, let me think..." She paused dramatically, then smiled.

"It's pretty cool dating Wyatt. He's so sexy, kind, understanding, and he knows how to use his di—"

Before she could finish, I clapped my hand over her mouth, my eyes wide with a mix of shock and amusement. "Okay, that's enough! Next question," I said quickly, feeling my face flush even more.

Milia moved my hand away, pouting. "Hey, why did you make me stop talking? I was only trying to compliment you."

"Oh my goodness," Sienna said, shaking her head. "I've never seen Milia this drunk before."

Jonah laughed, pointing at Sienna. "You're the reason why she's this drunk. You gave her five cups of that bullshit you made."

Sienna rolled her eyes. "Shut up! It's been a long time since she's been able to be this free. I just wanted my best friend to let loose."

Milia raised her arms, grinning. "I feel amazing, guys. Calm down. I haven't felt this good in a long time, and you know why?"

"Why, Milia?" Sienna asked softly.

Milia's face darkened slightly, and her voice grew quiet. "Because I was involved with a piece of shit named Malakai."

The room fell silent, the laughter fading away as the weight of her words settled over us. She continued, her voice trembling. "He wouldn't even let me eat until he said so."

I realized then just how messed up she was. I stood, gently placing a hand on her arm. "Alright, it's time to go, Milia."

She stood but stumbled back, almost falling toward the lake. I caught her, steadying her before she could fall. "Milia, are you okay?" I asked, concern filling my voice.

She giggled again, leaning into me. I shook my head, sighing. "Okay, I'm going to get her to bed. I'll see y'all in the morning."

I wrapped my arms around her knees and picked her up, throwing her across my shoulder. Milia laughed, waving to the others. "Goodnight, you guys! I love you!"

"Try not to be so loud tonight!" Sawyer called after us, his voice teasing.

I smiled, shaking my head as I carried her away from the group. When we made it into our room, I gently tossed her onto the bed. She giggled, reaching out for me. "Come here, baby."

I walked over, leaning down as she grinned up at me. "Hi, handsome face," she whispered, her voice soft.

"Hey, beautiful," I said, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "You need to go to sleep."

Milia let out a soft laugh, shaking her head. "No, I'm not tired." I sighed, realizing this was going to be harder than I thought.

I tilted my head, staring at her. "Milia, if you aren't tired, what do you want to do?" I asked.

Milia then stood up, making me stand up also just in case she decided to fall again. I'd never seen Milia act like this before but I wasn't upset about it, I was just a bit taken back.

"Wyatt, you are so fucking sexy." Milia whispered, biting her lip at me. I could feel the warmth of my breath heating up, causing my dick to become hard in my pants.

Milia took a step closer to me, slowly falling to her knees. I took a deep breath, realizing where this was going. "M-milia what are you doing?" I stammered, feeling my breath hitch.

Milia looked up at me, her eyes full of lust saying, "I want to please you baby."

I couldn't resist her.

She was so fucking sexy, I just couldn't resist her.

"Milia you don't have to do this."

Milia placed her finger over her lip, "Shh, I want to." Milia whispered, moving her hands towards my pants zipper. I looked up at the roof, shaking my head in disbelief that she was actually doing this.

I looked back down, meeting Milia's eyes as she held my dick in both of her hands. She placed her lips on the head of my dick, her tongue moving around it in a slow motion.

"Fuck, Milia." I groaned, feeling my balls tighten at the feeling of it. I hadn't gotten head in years, I didn't even know if I could last long. Milia giggled, her eyes never leaving mine. "You like that?"

"Uhm." I moaned. She slid my whole length into the back of her throat, taking every inch into her mouth. I ran my hand through her coils, gripping onto the back of her head to get a better feel of her tongue.

Milia moved her head back and forth, her speed picking up as she sucked me dry. I threw my head back, thrusting my hips as I fucked her pretty little face. "I-I'm gonna come, Milia." I growled, feeling Milia pick up her speed even more.

Milia pulled back, stroking me in her hands as my cum shot over her face.

I looked down, seeing I'd busted all over her lips and nose.

I couldn't help but laugh at the sight. Milia stood up, running over to the bathroom.

I pulled my pants back up, walking over to the bathroom to see her washing her face and brushing her teeth.

"Sorry 'bout that." I chuckled, leaning against the door frame. Milia dried her face before looking back over to me, her eyes low. I could tell she was tired. I held my hands out and she gripped onto them as I guided her back over to the bed.

I pulled my shirt over my shoulders, tossing it onto the floor before I climbed into bed. "Thank you for this Wyatt." Milia whispered as she settled onto my chest, her eyes slowly shutting as she drifted off.

"For what?" I pulled her closer.

"You were right, I did need this." Milia said, rubbing her eyes.

"Anything for you, baby girl." I kissed her for forehead, happy knowing she was satisfied with our little getaway.

"Goodnight, Wyatt."

"Goodnight, Milia."