He smiled at me and I leaned against him. "You're a good man, you just made bad choices." I said softly. "And that's okay." I could hear his heartbeat slow down and I smiled. He was at peace for once.
"Thank you." His voice cracked, and I lifted my head to look at him. He wasn't crying, but he was close to it.
"Justin, it's okay to cry. We're alone." A few tears fell and I led him to the living room, gently putting him on the couch. I sat beside him and smiled softly at him. "Lay down. Put your head in my lap sweetheart." He did so and I gently ran my fingers through his hair, soothing him. His tears were a river now, but he was silent. "It's good to cry. It shows you care." I said softly, and he nodded. "This help?" I said, meaning my hands in his hair. He nodded again and I sighed. Half an hour later, he was asleep. I grabbed his jacket from the coat rack and laid it on top of him, then went out back. The pool was two circles that arched into each other in the middle, with a jacuzzi in the middle of them off to the side. The patio had these beautiful wooden lounge chairs. They were two continuous arches, but as a chair, and they looked amazingly comfortable. Beyond the pool was a huge backyard and what seemed to be a barn. I decided to wait for him and went back inside. His phone rang and I grabbed it, looking at it before answering. "Micah."
"Where's Justin?"
"He's sleeping. Can I help?"
"No, can you wake him up?"
"Is it life or death?"
"No."
"Then no I can't. He's just opening up to me Micah."
"I understand." He said. "Bye."
"Bye." I put the phone back in his pocket and sighed as I sat down, putting his head back in my lap. When he woke up, he smiled softly at me.
"Thank you for that."
"You needed it." He kissed me. "Salty kisses." He chuckled and pinned me down.
"Little Princess of mine, aren't you?"
"I try." He smiled softly and kissed me softly and passionately, sitting up and pulling me onto his lap. His hands were on my hips, moving me in a circle. I could feel him growing at my touch, which turned me on. "Mmm, you like that?" He nodded and I smiled as I took my top off, showing him a sexy black bandage style bra.
"Oh fuck baby girl." I giggled and stood up, slowly teasing him as I danced my pants off. His eyes were black with lust, locked onto my body. "Come here."
"Not just yet." I said with a smile. I spun a few times, showing him every inch of me, before slowly sitting on his lap once more. "Make me cum, and I'll return the favor."
"I wanna fuck your brains out baby." He growled in my ear. "Please..." I shivered in approval, smiling to myself.
"Then fuck me." And then he laid me down. One spectacular hour later, I laid there in his arms on the couch. We got dressed and he led me out to the barn. We walked inside and I was shocked. Inside were six or seven horses. A boy looked over and smiled at us.
"Good afternoon sir!" He said and Justin smiled back at him. "Would you like me to saddle some horses?"
"No, I've got it. Thank you. Javier, would you excuse us?" He nodded and walked out of the barn.
"I'm afraid of horses, Justin." I said honestly, and he nodded.
"Okay." He opened a stall and brought out a huge horse. I backed up. "This is my horse Ladie. Her racing name is Ladie Of The Prairie. And this is her foal. I haven't named her yet." Beside her was a tiny baby.
"She's so... big." I said, looking at the mother.
"She's 14 hands tall. She's a big girl." The foal walked over to me and I backed up. She whinnied and tossed her head. "Why don't you name her?" He said and I looked at him. "She likes you a lot."
"O-Okay." I looked at the foals coloring. She was grayish blue, white, and black. "What do you call this color anyway?"
"She's a reverse dapple Black." I thought for a minute.
"Stormie." I said and he nodded.
"Stormie it is." He said, smiling softly. "And for a racing name?"
"What?"
"Stormie here is gonna win some races some day." He walked over and patted her back. "She had at least 6 buyers. All of which I turned down. Give her a racing name too."
"Thundering Storm."
"She does look like a Thunderstorm, doesn't she?" I nodded and he kissed my forehead.
"She's pretty." He nodded.
"Beautiful." He wasn't looking at Stormie though. I rolled my eyes playfully and smiled. Ladie walked over to us, and I jumped back. "She won't hurt ya." He said. I slowly walked towards her and she bowed her head down to let me pet her. An hour later, Justin had me on her back. I squeaked at the height, but soon he was leading me out into the corral. "Hold onto her reins, you'll be fine." Stormie was with us, right alongside me.
"Justin Romano?" He turned.
"That's me."
"I'd like to make an offer for your foal there." The man said.
"And you are?"
"Landon Wilks."
"Well, Mr. Wilks, I'm sorry but the foal isn't mine."
"Sold?"
"No. She's my girlfriends here."
"You gave her the foal? That foal is worth 2.5 million dollars!"
"So?"
"Have you lost your mind?!"
"No, I haven't." Ladie reared up and I was thrown off. Justin caught me. "Easy, you okay?" I stood up and nodded quickly.
"Scared me. That's all."
"He spooked her. You're okay." I nodded and Stormie walked over.
"I'm okay Stormie." I said softly and she whinnied, before following her mom.
"Get off my land, Mr. Wilks.
Before we have a problem."
