Page 8 of Sexy Cowboy
And to have Levi come inside me, it just felt right. After, we held each other for a long time. He seemed visibly shaken, holding me so tight.
“Are you okay?” I ask.
He lifts his head and gives me a smile that makes my stomach flip over and my heart feel all warm. This wasn’t his charming, sexy, cowboy grin. This smile was something different. An understanding of something special shared between us.
“I’m meant to be asking you that. Are you okay?”
I nod. “That was….amazing!”
He nods. “Give me a minute and we are going to do that again. Slower. In a bed.”
I laugh and smile. Suddenly feeling happier than I ever have before. And yes, I definitely want to do the sex again.
Later, I lay in Levi’s bed, feeling exhausted but oh so happy and content. Levi is stretched out behind me, his chest against my back, thighs touching thighs, his hands gently stroking over my body.
I’ve always been a bit self conscious about my body shape, but Levi seems almost obsessed with touching me. And I certainly enjoy touching him. After what we have done it seems silly to try and cover up, especially when he seems to enjoy my naked body.
But then, he surprises me.
“We have to get up. Is your dress wearable?”
“What? Why?”
He gets up and pulls me to my feet. “I’m taking you to the dance. You said you didn’t dance at prom, I’m fixing that tonight.”
I laugh. My spirits soaring even higher with his kind gesture. But I shake my head, “It’s okay, we don’t have to go.”
Pulling me to him he kisses me. A long, sweet, sexy kiss.
But then he pulls back. “I’d happily keep you here all night but it’s not just for you. I want to show the town that we are together. I want to show everybody that you belong to me and that I’m officially out of the dating scene.”
“Really?” I ask with surprise.
He hugs me to him again. “I think we are perfect for each other, Mabel. And it’s okay if you don’t know it yet, I’m going to prove it to you.”
“But we are so different from each other.”
He shakes his head. “Not different. We compliment each other. Don’t you agree?”
I smile. Happier than I ever have been before. I nod. “I agree.”
He pulls me to him and kisses me. Just as I think we are going to be late for the dance he pulls away with a sigh. “Don’t think I don’t want round three. But we have tomorrow for that. Tonight I want you to have your dance.”
“A dance with a sexy cowboy.” I say it with a grin.
He shakes his head again. “A dance withyoursexy cowboy.”
Epilogue
Mabel
Six Months Later
It took me a long time to feel comfortable with my relationship with Levi. I kept expecting him to grow bored with me, or cheat on me with one of the prettier girls. But Levi’s confidence is unshakable.
“How I feel about you is so different from anything I’ve felt before. So much better. Why would I want anything else when I know I have found my perfect match?”
What am I meant to say to that? And as the day went by, the weeks turned into months, with every single day Levi proving to me how much he loves me, something happened. I feel more confident. I feel loved and sexy and beautiful. And I am happy.
I tried to keep us living apart. But, embarrassingly, I can’t go without the sex. And I like being with Levi. Together, we have settled into a nice routine. Living together in his cabin, we often go out for a ride together in the early morning. I like it when it is cooler and the air is fresh. Levi gave me my own horse and bought me a pair of cowgirl boots.
Old Grandpa Joe passed away and Levi’s brother surprised the family by declaring he was going to do up the old west town his grandfather built and open it as a guest ranch. So Levi and I spend a good part of our days helping get the place ready. I love researching the history of old west towns and adding historically correct touches. I get to spend my days watching Levi and his brothers lift and move heavy things, often shirtless, and I’ve become good friends with their sister, Stevie.
In the evenings I sit by the fire and read and work on my research papers. Levi likes to cook dinner and he plays guitar. We go to bed early. Sometimes, we find that we need to go to bed in the middle of the day too. Or in a closet, or out on the range, in the stable, in the old west saloon, after a horse ride….. You get the idea.
I think they call it being blissfully happy.
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