Page 106 of CowSex
“Yeah. You got a problem with that?”
“Erm, let me think. Yes, I have a problem with that.”
“Why?”
I roll my hips and push deeper inside her.
“Koa, will you stop that. Get your dick out of me and behave for five fucking minutes.”
“Nope.”
“Nope? Nope? What the fuck do you mean, nope! Have you lost the fucking plot?”
“I’ve lost nothing. In fact, by my way of thinking, I gained a whole lot when I landed on you in my drive. I’ve done the right thing my entire life—”
I move my mouth to the small hollow at the base of her throat, and despite all of her protests, she tilts her head back and allows me access.
“Gave up my football career to do the right thing by one woman. Stepped away from my music to do the right thing by my daughter. This time, I’m gonna do what’s right for me.”
“And what’s that?”
“Everything I can to convince you that I want you here with me, for keeps.”
“What about what’s right for me?”
“I’m making that choice for you. You’re my woman now, and you best get used to that idea.”
“You are absolutely, one hundred percent, stark-raving fucking mad. I’m not your woman, Koa. I’m nobody’s woman! Well, maybe the MAC counter owns my arse and possibly Michael Kors, and I’m definitely my eyebrow girl’s bitch, but besides them, I’m my own person.”
I can’t pretend that I don’t hate that she’s not just conceding defeat and admitting her feelings. It fucking hurts when she says she’s not my woman. But at the same time, the way she’s fighting me on this is a definite turn on.
“Who’s Michael Kors? You mentioned him the other day. And who the fuck is MAC Counter? I thought your ex was called Reggie?”
She closes her eyes for a long moment.
“Open your eyes and look at me, Essex, or don’t if you wanna be a child. I’m still gonna be here either way.”
“What about when you’re not?” She looks up at me then, her eyes shining like she’s about to cry. “Being spontaneous and living for the moment is great in films, songs, and romance novels, but what if this all blows up in our faces?”
“Then let’s not allow that to happen.”
“How do we stop it?”
“By continuing on the way we are.”
“Continuing on? We haven’t even got started yet. We’re only just beginning to learn about each other.”
“Then let’s just carry on with that. In fact, let’s never stop learning about each other. Every relationship has to start somewhere, Gracie, ours just started a little different from most.”
“Yeah, we skipped the first three years.”
I shrug. “I don’t care. I honestly do not give a fuck about the rules and how things are supposed to be. I’ve lived by the rules, and my life still went to shit. This time, I’m breaking them and going after what I want.”
“And you’re sure that’s me?” Her voice trembles, and when I nod, she starts to cry.
“I’m scared, Koa. I’m afraid to take a chance, and I’m scared it might all go Pete Tong.”
“I’m not even gonna ask who Pete is, Gracie, but we are, at some stage, gonna have a discussion about all the guys you seem to have in your life.”
