“Listen,” I said firmly. “Neither of us likes this situation. You need to look attractive and behave so that both of us get out of here unscathed.”
“I don’t think he understand you.”
“We understand each other.” I tipped the goat on its back, and it mugged for the camera.
“That’s so adorable,” Sadie said as she snapped pictures.
After Sadie had the pictures she wanted, I set the goat in the pen and brushed hair and straw off of my suit.
“I think I’ll have to burn it,” I said, inspecting my jacket.
“I thought you said it was expensive?” Sadie said.
I shrugged. “I have a lot of suits.”
“Seriously, you can’t just destroy your clothes because of a little hair,” she said, brushing my chest. The way Sadie patted my chest from collarbone down to the belt area felt a lot more erotic than she probably intended. “Your suit is going to be fine. I have a lint roller in one of the boxes.”
I grabbed her hands and she looked up at me. “Stop it,” I growled.
“Oh, sorry.”
“Because if you don’t,” I said, pulling her to me, “I’m going to fuck you in this barn and ruin the innocence of those poor little goats.”
“We don’t want that.”
I leaned down and pressed my mouth to hers. She was soft and warm. I just wanted to bury my cock in her. I kissed Sadie, loving the way she melted in my arms, her soft curves pressing against me. She moaned softly, and I was met with the vision of her spread out on the bed, the way she whimpered when I stroked her pussy. I felt myself growing hard. My hands drifted under her blouse to cup her tits. I kissed her chin then her collarbone as I unbuttoned her shirt. She moaned softly as I nipped her lip then pulled one of her tits out and sucked on the pink nipple, rolling it around in my mouth.
“I thought,” Sadie whispered. I paused. “I thought you didn’t want me.”
“No,” I said hoarsely. “I want you. I want my cock in your tight, hot pussy.” I bit her earlobe as she whimpered. Underneath her skirt, her panties were wet as I teased her with my fingers through the thin fabric.
“Parker!” My little brothers were outside yelling my name.
“Fuck,” I cursed.
“Probably for the best,” Sadie said, breathing hard as she hastily did up her blouse. “How do I look?”
“Like you almost had sex in a barn.”
She stuck her tongue out.
“You, of course, look cool as a cucumber,” she complained as I opened the barn door.
“One of us has to protect the innocence of those poor goats,” I said lightly. Inside, I was roiling. I had one thing on my mind: I wanted to fuck Sadie and make her come over and over.
42
Sadie
Parker had left me wanting way more than the taste he’d given me in the barn. He’d seen me naked and had gone down on me. Somehow, overcoming that hurdle made crossing the rest of the bridge into the land of sex-having-adults seem not scary. Okay, I was only partially not scared. The rest of me wanted Parker anywhere and any way I could have him.
After the event was over and we’d packed up the car, we drove to Parker’s house.
“I’ll just drop my brothers off,” he said, “then take you to your car, since the estate is on the way.”
“Bye, Sadie!” Ellis and Billy called when Parker drove the SUV into the roundabout in front of the large stone mansion.
“You should come by and cook more biscuits.”
