Free Not Looking for Love: A Cowboy Romance by Mae Martini

more than just a plaything. “A little.”
    He removed his hand. “Damn it, Simone. Why didn’t you tell me?” He swung himself around and planted his feet on the ground and hunched as he rested his forearms on his thighs.
    Inwardly Simone sighed when he abruptly removed his hand. “I’m all right, Richie. It was the first thrust, it was a bit hard, and the marble table was a little hard on my knees.”
    “Aw, geez. I’m really sorry. I can get real rough, you know. I’ll tone it down going forward. Don’t let me hurt you again.”
    She smiled and shook her head. “If you’re not going to give it to me rough, I don’t think I can have sex with you anymore.” She brought her knees up and hugged them as she offered a brilliant smile.
    He studied her. She looked so young, her skin so clear, and he already knew it was soft, a contrast from his rough hands. Her eyes, sharp and sparkling. “Hah. Okay.” He shook his head. “I don’t think I can give you up. Truth be told, on that first thrust, I think I sprang my dick.” He chuckled. “I must have come in on the wrong angle.”
    She grinned. “Is there a right?”
    He laughed, shrugging.
    “You all right?”
    “Yeah.” He winked. “Ready for bed?”
    “Yeah.”
     
    “Mmmm.” Simone stretched. “The coffee smells great.” She felt a weight hit the bed and turned, holding the sheet in front of her naked body and opened her eyes to see Richie sitting there, a tray with two cups of steaming coffee on it, in his hands.
    She knew he had gotten up earlier, but she didn’t want to move, his bed was so very comfortable. After taking a shower last night, she crawled in, naked because he wouldn’t have it any other way, and he engulfed her with his arms and they fell asleep.
    “Morning,” he said as she sat up, and he handed her a cup.
    “Good morning. Thank you.” She took the cup from him and sighed with a smile on her face. He was bare chested and she mentally traced her hand over it, all the way down to the bulge in his black designer boxer briefs. She bit her lip and looked up to his face, loving the messy hair on his head shooting in all different directions. Sexy!
    He took the other cup off of the tray and placed the tray on the rug and slid it out of the way.
    After taking a sip, Simone put the cup down on her side’s night table and rose to go to the bathroom. She knew Richie watched every move she made, and she smiled to herself. When she came back, she got right back into bed, under the sheet, and picked up her coffee. The two of them had a relaxed, comfortable conversation.

Chapter 10
     
    Simone was on a natural high when she got home. After she shared coffee with the most stimulating guy she had ever met, he removed the cup from her hand, placed it down, then slowly yanked the sheet off of her and proceeded to go down on her. She tried to pull him into a sixty-nine, but he just said, ‘No, baby. This is for you’. So she gave in and lay back and enjoyed every glorious feeling that ran through her. His tongue was so much more talented than any male or female she’d been with in her industry. She was getting hooked.
    When he had dropped her off at her car over by the studio, they sat a while and made plans to get together in a few weeks. He wouldn’t be back in L.A. for another three weeks instead of two. Said he had an obligation. Then he had kissed her sweet and hard and he watched her run to her old, beat-up, black convertible 325CI BMW, and start it up, allowing her to head out first with him right behind her. They tooted each other when she made the left and he continued straight.
    Driving home, Simone tried to understand why he would want to be with her. She knew that people in the adult industry usually tended to date others in the industry, or rock-stars and bad-boy actors. Affluent, respected millionaires and billionaires loved watching, and fucking to porn movies, but to be with one and risk disease was another thing, well at