Crazy Sexy Love (Dirty Dicks 1)

Monroe walks around the corner in a pair of faded jeans, a red and white plaid

shirt similar to the one Molly had on, and her favorite Ariats. Her hair isn’t in a braid; it’s falling down her shoulder in loose curls, casting a shadow across her face. She looks like she’s seconds away from ripping out someone’s throat if they so much as lay another finger on her.

“You look beautiful.” I wrap my hand around her hip and kiss her. “Not that you don’t always look beautiful, because you do.”

She smiles. “Nice save.”

“I’m not used to seeing you with makeup.”

“That’s because this stuff is the devil,” she sneers. “If you pick at the edges, you could probably peel a layer off my face.”

I laugh and pull her in for another kiss. “You know what I love most?” I whisper.

“What’s that?”

“Those red lips. When this place clears out, I want them wrapped around my cock.”

Her eyes glow as Pilar yells, “Let’s take our places. Monroe, do you remember what you’re supposed to do?”

“Yeah, yeah.” She waves and takes Molly’s spot by the fence. I have no idea what happened to Molly, and frankly, I don’t give a shit, because I’ve only got eyes for one woman.

“Action!” Pilar yells.

“Wait.”

Pilar sighs. “What’s wrong, Monroe?”

“Shouldn’t we practice or something so I can make sure I get it right?”

“No, we shouldn’t. I want this to look natural and unrehearsed.”

“Fine. Okay, I’m ready,” Monroe declares.

Pilar yells action again, and everyone around us goes quiet as I look down at my boots. I can’t see Monroe, but I can feel her—I can feel her eyes on me, her body drawing mine in like a magnet. The strawberry scent I know and love floats through the air, making my mouth water. I don’t wait for her to hit a certain fence post before I look up. Instead, I look up when I can’t take it anymore, when my body screams with the need to see her and touch her.

I lift my head, my eyes starting at her boots and sweeping up her legs as I take in her luscious hips, which are going to fit perfectly in my hands when I push into her from behind later. Swallowing, I trail my eyes over her breasts. Her nipples are puckered beneath the plaid material, and my cock swells inside my jeans. I fight the urge to adjust my crotch as my eyes lock on hers.

Monroe’s lips are parted, her eyes wide and smoldering, begging me to come to her, to claim her. I push off the fence. In three measured steps, I’m in front of her. I reach for her hand and when our fingers touch, she takes a shuddery breath. All I can think about is stripping her naked and sinking my dick inside her tight, warm pussy, making love to her for hours on end. I’m not sure what I’m waiting for.

My fingers glide up her arms, curl around her neck. Her eyes drop to my mouth, her tongue darting out to wet her lips and—

“Cut! Cut! That’s perfect!” Pilar applauds. “Absolutely explosive!”

Monroe blinks several times. She steps into my open arms and hugs me so tight I’m afraid we’ll be joined at the hip.

“I was ready to strip,” she whispers, laughing against my chest.

“Oh, you’re going to strip, Ms. Gallagher, and then I’m going to have my way with you.”

“This entire day is like foreplay.”

Pilar and the rest of the crew set up for the next take as Monroe and I share heated whispers and promises of what’s to come. Then we spend the next several hours shooting the remaining scenes. We film a scene of Monroe and me riding the horses through the field. At one point, I slow down enough for her to catch up, and when I take off running, she tosses her head back and laughs, just as Pilar calls cut.

During the next scene, Monroe climbs on the horse with me, only she isn’t behind me, she’s sitting in the front of the saddle, facing me. Her arms drape around my neck, and her legs coil around my back. One of my hands rests behind her on the horn, the reins dangling from my fingers, and the other hand presses low against her back, holding her to me.

“I bet I could take you just like this,” I say softly, feeling her body tremble against mine.

“I’m not sure Sadie would appreciate that.”