Hollywood Cowboy

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STORY EXCERPT

"Oh, please, you wouldn't." He smirked at her, totally sure of himself.

Molly looked at the ground for a half a second, smiling. Then she looked back up at him. "Wouldn't I?" She caught his wrist in a swift move, snapping a cuff on it, twisting his arm behind his back, and then shoving him up against the side of her cruiser. "You are under arrest, Mr. Alexander William Meadowvale." She kicked his feet apart pulling his other arm back, snapping the cuffs closed. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can and will be used against you in a court of law."

Seeing him bent over the trunk of her cruiser woke something inside her that she wasn't sure she wanted to deal with. Not then, for sure, maybe not ever. She swallowed hard, continued reading him his rights while she patted him down. "You have the right to an attorney present during questioning." She slid her hands up the inside of his legs a little slower than necessary. From the low sound he made, he didn't mind at all.

"Moll," his breathless voice made her shiver.

"If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you. Do you understand these rights?"

"Yeah," he relaxed with a deep sigh.

Molly guided him to the backseat of the cruiser, opening the door. She helped him sit then shut the door. She looked up at the sound of the Hummer door shutting. Dallas came walking toward her, a little half smile on his face. She winked at him before she went to radio for a crime scene team.

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Alex shifted until he was as comfortable as he could manage with his hands cuffed. His cock had hardened when Molly searched him. The front passenger’s door opened. He looked up at Dallas lowering himself into the cruiser. He turned, gazing at Alex with a twinkle in his dark eyes.

"I told you." Dallas flashed him a bright smile.

"You told me," Alex agreed. "She's different," he continued.

"Of course she is. Did you not tell me it has been twelve years?" Dallas reached up and touched the screen separating the front seat from the back.

"Yeah." Alex watched Molly directing the officers who worked for her, thinking about that night so long ago. He sighed. He'd give anything to be able to go back to that night, to make everything right. "She's a very private person. Always has been." Alex sighed, laying his head back on the seat. "We made love the first time in the back of my old truck, under the stars. A few days later, a bunch of us were in the locker room bragging. Of course, I was an idiot. I couldn't let the guys think I was still a virgin."

Dallas stayed silent, sympathy in his expression. Alex wondered where he'd learned so much about human nature. "I had a job delivering hay as one of the hands at the old Williams ranch on the other side of town. A storm came up, and we had to wait it out. He started asking me about Molly. That's how I found out it was all over town."

The door opened. Molly leaned in, peering at him around Dallas. "Reliving the past?" Alex's face heated. She chuckled. "Let it go already."

"What was the problem tonight?" Dallas turned his head and gave Molly a quick kiss on the cheek.

"I found a letter in front of the door that was open. I'll need you to go through the house. See if anything is missing, then we're moving you."

"Where? I'd be swamped with fans inside five minutes if I went to a hotel." Alex shook his head. "Besides, it's probably some harmless nut."

"Alex, you have a stalker. That is not a harmless situation." She helped him out of the car, turning him to unlock the cuffs.

ADULT EXCERPT

Without a word, Alex caught Dallas's hand, pulling him along as he pushed Molly up the little spiral staircase she pointed to. He needed them now. He refused to wait any longer. She snatched a quilt off a chair on the way to the stairs so she could toss it on the floor when they reached the deck. 

Alex sank to his knees in front of Molly, slipping one hand down over her cotton shirt to her old faded jeans, unfastening the brass button, and pulling the zipper down. She threaded her fingers through his silky hair as he covered her navel with his mouth, swirling his tongue inside as he worked her jeans down her legs.  Dallas reached out to them and she caught Dallas's hand as Alex pulled him closer. Dallas circled her waist with his free arm, moaning when Alex rubbed his hand over the front of Dallas's jeans, tracing the shape of his fast-hardening cock.

"Take them off." Alex tugged at the waistband, his voice rough with lust.

Dallas tangled his fingers in Alex's hair, meeting then twining with Molly's fingers as Alex let himself be pulled back to his feet. In seconds, they had discarded their clothes, touching everywhere, kissing bare skin as it was exposed. Alex took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, turning her in his arms, and pulling her back against him. He swore, then moaned, as Dallas brushed his fingers over her belly to the elastic of her lace panties.

They both gasped as Dallas pulled them down, his fingers barely touching her skin. Dallas slipped his hands back up her legs. She felt Alex shiver as he touched his lips to her shoulder, his hands cupping her breasts. Her knees went weak. Alex sank to the floor with her while Dallas steadied her, bending forward, kissing her, flicking his tongue over her clit, then plunging it into her. She moaned, digging her fingers into Alex's arm, and letting her head fall back on Alex's shoulder as she came. "You are so beautiful when you come," Alex whispered.

She turned her head toward Alex, who touched his lips to hers, traced over them with the tip of his tongue, parted her lips further, and slipped it deep into her mouth as he kissed her. Dallas kissed his way up her belly to her breasts, in a trail of fire, until he reached Alex, moving to touch his lips to Alex's, kissing him.

Molly ran her nails up Dallas's sides and brushed her fingers over his hard nipples, watching Alex plunder his mouth.

"Ohh fuck, Dal. I can taste her on you," Alex groaned when he broke the kiss.

"Taste her for yourself." He shifted, helping Alex turn her until she lay in Dallas's arms. Then Alex began exploring her with fingers and tongue. Molly cried out as her second orgasm shook her.

Alex sat up, breathing like he ran a marathon. "I need to be inside you, Molly," he could barely speak, breathless. "I need Dallas inside me."