"I have...." She takes some deep breaths. "An idea for tomorrow night." I let out a chuckle as she continues to pull in air. I love that I did that to her, made her feel that way. I aim to keep makin' her feel that way. I lean in and kiss her again, hard. Her arm moves around my shoulder as she kisses me back. We pull away, both of us tryin' to catch our breaths. "Okay. Stop for a minute, I...." She covers my mouth with hers. When we break away, her eyes still closed, and a smile appears on her beautiful face. She opens her eyes. "We'll talk about it later." My brows raise, and then she kisses me again, our arms goin' around each other as we slowly lay down in the hay.
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"I'll see you tomorrow night," she says and kisses me again. I watch her walk onto the porch and down the steps and into the dark night, all the way until she's in her car and drives off.
"You two kids have fun?"
Closin' the door, I turn around and see Manuel sittin' on the couch in the livin' room. I walk in there and go over to the fireplace, grab the poker and squat down, stokin' the fire. "It was...."
"Amazin'. Wonderful. Incredible...." he says. I can tell without lookin' that he's smilin'.
"One of the best nights of my life." Settin' down the poker, I stand and walk over to the recliner, sit down and look at him. "Manuel. It's just...." Leanin' my arms on my legs, I look over at him. "It's frustratin' bein' a gentleman." He laughs. "I know. I know. I am the way I am but damn, it's been hard enough tryin' to find time to be with her and with the little time we've had – ain't never gonna get anywhere." He raises one of his bushy brows. "You know what I mean." I look down at my hands. "It's hard to find the right woman. But I'm findin' it's even harder to take her out on a date."
He laughs, sittin' up. "Mijo, help me get upstairs. I'm not as young as you and need to get some sleep." Laughin', I stand, grab him under his arms and lift. He puts his arm around me and hobbles as we walk toward the stairs.
"You do more than a lot of men I know, old man." He laughs. We start goin' up the stairs, takin' it slow.
"Everythin' will happen in its own time, son. No need to rush it. I like Tina, think she'd be a good woman for you. Her heart is in the right place. Can tell she has some strong feelin's for ya." I look at him and raise a brow. "She feels the same way, not understandin' why it's been so difficult for ya'll to be able to get together." He chuckles. "Thinks the world's against ya'll." We make it to the top of the stairs, and he's out of breath so I give him a minute. He turns to me. "Mijo. It'll happen if it's meant to be. And I believe it is."
I get him into bed, make sure he's settled, and then go to my room. After takin' a shower, I get dressed and go downstairs, put my coat on and walk down to the barn. I'm not quite ready to leave the colt on his own yet.
The next day is 'bout the same. I'm gettin' a little tired of bein' in the barn but can't seem to leave the colt. Doc Mills stopped by 'bout midday, sayin' the colt is a lot better and is outta the woods, gettin' stronger every day. Larry stopped by, spent a little time with the colt, who he has now named Atlas. He told me it means strong, carries the weight of the world on his shoulders. I guess he did, fightin' for his life. Good name.
I'm supposed to be takin' Tina out tonight but last night she told me she'd bring our date to me. Not sure what she meant by that but I know her enough to expect she'll be comin' over. I love how she respects me enough to know how hard it's been for me to leave the colt. Love how sweet and tender she was with him last night. It was the first time we'd gotten a little more intimate, rollin' around in the hay. Her breast was full in my hand, her mouth luscious, soft, and damn if my cock wasn't harder than stone. It's more than we'd done. Baby steps, I guess. Frustratin' as hell.
By supper time, I'm 'bout ready to go up to the house and see what there is to eat. Since Atlas is standin' now and eatin' on his own, I could leave him be, but I think one more night here will make me feel a bit better. Might be silly to some. Guess it's just the way I am. Sure will be glad to sleep in my bed though. I did move my makeshift bed of blankets and pillows to the next stall, knowin' I'd be close but have a little more room. The barn door opens. I expect it to be Bart. He's been bringin' me food so I didn't have to leave Atlas. Good man. Instead, I round the stall and stop, seein' Tina standin' there holdin' a large sack and duffle bag.
"Since we couldn't go out, I thought I'd bring everything to you." She smiles, lightenin' up her face, her eyes sparklin'. She walks to me and I reach down, takin' the bag. She follows me over to the stall I'm usin' as my bedroom and I set the bag down. "Do you have a table or something we can use as one?"
"Sure thing!" I smile. I walk out of the stall and over to a large crate. Settin' the sack down on my workbench, I move the crate away from the wall. Openin' the sack, I'm amazed at what she brought. I start pullin' items out of the sack. Candles, paper plates, plastic silverware, and some amazin' smellin' food. By the time I get everythin' set on the table, she walks up beside me.
"Here. Let me help."
We work quietly, side by side. When done, the table looks incredible. Candles lit. Plates, plastic silverware and cups set. She sets the food down on the workbench and when she removes the lids, my stomach made horrible growlin' sounds. She laughs, fillin' the barn with beautiful music. I'd grabbed a couple of foldin' chairs, settin' them on either side of the makeshift table. I pull hers out, and she smiles sweetly at me as she sits then I sit down. She pours grape juice from a bottle into the cups. I take mine from her, our fingers brushin' against each other's and the sensation gave me shivers. "Here's to our first official date." I chuckle, pushin' my cup against hers.
"This is mighty nice of you to do. Appreciate it." She smiles, dishin' up some incredible food onto my plate.
"I'm happy to do it. Besides." She shrugs, fixin' her own plate. "It might be the only way to have any kind of date." She lets out a laugh, and I nod.
"Yeah, I'm sorry 'bout that." Takin' a bite, I let out a small moan. Damn, this is mighty tasty.
A cold breeze blows in as the door opens. "Sorry, I'm late." What in the hell is Bart doin' here? I watch as he walks over to the workbench, settin' a radio down. "Thanks for the amazin' grub, Miss Tina." He tips his hat as he walks by, winks at me, and walks out the door.
"What....?"
She stands, smiles, then walks over to the radio, turnin' it on and changin' the channel until soft country music fills the air. "I thought it would be a nice touch," she says, sittin' back down. "I dropped off some food for the guys on my way here and asked Bart if there was a radio I could use." Damn! Smart gal.
"It's perfect. Thank ya." I give her a wink and take another bite.
We talk about our likes, findin' out a lot of them are the same, about spring comin' around the corner – yes, we talked about the weather, and a bit about our childhoods. I'm findin' that even with growin' up without a ma, it doesn't sound like it was much different for her with the way her ma was. The woman didn't show her any kind of love, wasn't there for her when she needed a ma, and didn't do any of the things I've heard a ma would do with a daughter. I'd feel even more bad for her 'cept, she turned out so well despite it all.
We cleaned up, best we could. She'd only brought enough food for the two of us so there were no leftovers. I might have had one too many of her apple turnovers but damn they were good. Closin' the lid on the last container and placin' it in the sack, she turns around and smiles. Reachin' behind her, she turns up the music then walks over to me. She folds into my arms and we begin to sway. Not tryin' to sound like a girl but this is pretty damn romantic. I lean down and kiss her. Thought it would be a short kiss but our bodies took over. The heat and desire we'd both been feelin', the frustration comin' out in force only takin' it out on each other. We kissed clear down the aisle between the stalls, findin' the one with my bed made on hay. We stumble as we remove each other's clothes. We fall onto the blankets with a loud whoosh, never breakin' our kiss. Settlin' in between her legs, I stop and cup her face in my hands, wonderin' if I'm movin' too fast. Is it too soon for her?
"We don't need to do anythin' you're not ready for, darlin'." I search her eyes as she searches mine. In answer, she reaches down between us, takin' my hard cock in her small hand, and begins to stroke it. I have to close my eyes at the intenseness. "Fuck," leaves my mouth but I can't seem to find it in me to stop her. She's killin' me. Finally, I grab her hand, pullin' it off the one place that wants to be inside her warmth, and lay it above her head as I lean down and suck a pink nipple into my mouth. She squirms beneath me as I lavish her breast with my other hand, suckin' and runnin' my tongue over her perk nipple.