Page 24 of Fallen Cowboy
“Yes and no,” I told him, making my way to the big barn.
“You said movies, Anelise.”
“Correction, I said movie. One. But I didn’t say where. Just let me have this, will you.”
He just shook his head, but didn’t say another word, even when I opened the bar door and waved him up to the loft.
“By the way,” he told me as I closed the door.
“Yeah?”
“You look gorgeous.”
He spun me around, his lips quickly capturing mine and I melted against him. My arms wrapped around his neck as I stood on my toes to kiss him back with everything that he gave me.
I moaned as his hands roamed over my hips, then to my ass, where he cupped me, and then lifted me with ease. I locked my ankles around him as he continued to kiss me senseless, making me almost forget where we were and what I had planned.
Although, if that kiss told me anything, is that he wouldn’t have a problem with my idea.
“Troy,” I whispered, finally breaking the kiss. “We need to get up to the loft.”
“Fine,” he grumbled, setting me back down. But he grabbed my hand as we walked to the stairs and climbed up. He paused as he looked around, a smile tugging at his lips. “You did this for me.”
“Sure did. I wanted something to really say ‘I’m sorry’.”
“Okay, fine, would it make you feel better if I said I forgave you?”
“Yes. Now come on, it’s a good movie.”
“What’s it about?” he asked, getting comfortable on the makeshift bed.
“A guy and a girl,” I told him, crawling next to him, and then hitting play. The opening scene started with nothing more than a woman in a bikini, lounging by the pool. Within seconds, she took her top off and Troy’s head snapped to look at me.
“We’re watching a porno?”
“More like listening, maybe? Thought it might get us in the mood?”
“Fuck me, you’re something else, Cowgirl.”
His hand cupped the back of my neck as he hauled me right alongside him, his lips claiming mine so fiercely, as if his only goal was to dominate me.
And I was here for every moment of it.
He could do whatever he wanted to me, and I was not going to object.
Was this what I had in mind when I said movie night? Nope, but it just came to mind, and I absolutely loved it.
We broke apart, many minutes later, panting. His forehead pressed against mine as he stared in my eyes and hell, I wanted to screw him anyway I could.
“What?” I asked, moving my hands to his shirt so I could start working the buttons.
“You sure?”
“I think what’s playing is a good indication, don’t you?”
We both turned to look as the guy was between the woman’s legs, his tongue diving into her pussy as she shook, her cries loud and intense.
“That’s hot,” I muttered. Troy chuckled next to me, his fingers tugging at my dress. I let him lift it up, his eyes wide at what he saw.
