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I kicked off my heels and left them there on the back porch and started off down the dirt road. I wasn’t sure what compelled me, but the cool dirt on my weary feet felt good, and I was grateful that there was one road left on the property that wasn’t graveled or paved.
In the distance, I could see the old barn, and I decided that would be a nice enough place to walk to in the moonlight. It was a glorious night. With the moon almost full the place was lit up with a heavenly glow. I couldn’t have planned a better party, and I was appreciative of mother nature’s little gift.
I entered the old barn and found that through the cracks in some of the boards there was enough moonlight streaming through to light the place. Besides that, I didn’t want to switch on the light and attract any stragglers from the party over to the place. No, I wanted some time to myself.
Even though I had been looking through my father’s documents in the file room for days now, I still hadn’t found anything to suggest that what he warned me about the Killarnys was true. He had gone ahead and contacted our attorney and was working to get the contract nullified in time for the derby race in a few days, but I had my doubts about whether or not the Killarny horse would be allowed to run in the end. It would all depend on what my father and his attorney were able to accomplish, and I knew that my father had the best guy around.
I hadn’t given up looking though. Still, I had no idea what I was looking for, and that was proving to be a big part of the problem.
There was some rustling behind me, and I turned, surprised, expecting to see a rat or a possum huddled in the corner of the barn. Instead, I was met with a shadowy figure in the doorway.
“Hey, Sara.”
It was Pete Killarny.
“Oh, hi. I thought you were a possum or something.”
He laughed. “Well, that’s one I’ve never been called before.”
I shook my head, “We’ve been working on this place, and I’d hate to think that the new floor we paid for in here wasn’t keeping the possums out.”
Pete moved a little closer and looked around. It was difficult to make out much, but the moonlight provided enough light to see by.
“This place sure looks different from the last time I saw it,” he said as his gaze landed back on me.
“When was the last time you were here?”
“Honestly,” he said as he scratched his chin, “I don’t think I’ve been in this barn since you kissed me here when you were about this tall.” He held out his hand to show how tall I had been at ten and he wasn’t wrong.
“I was taller than you then,” I said with a smirk.
He grinned. “I think you hit your stride a little early. I caught up with you in the end…and surpassed you by a bit.”
Pete had indeed. He stood somewhere around 6 feet tall, while I still hovered around 5 and a half feet.
“I peaked early,” I said and laughed.
“Nah,” Pete said as he shook his head and turned to face me. “I think I’m looking at pretty peak Sara right now.”
I cleared my throat. “You know how to flatter a woman.”
“It’s the truth. You’re as beautiful as you have ever been and I know you said that we could only be friends…but I don’t want to be friends with you, Sara. Not now, not ever.”
I frowned. “You don’t have to take that kind of attitude.”
He reached out and took my hand gently, pulling me toward him.
“The things I want to do to you aren’t things I do with friends.”
I felt a shiver race down my spine and back up again. In a flash, I was in his arms, and I wasn’t even sure how I got there, only that I didn’t want to leave. His mouth urgently sought mine, and he explored me delicately, his tongue waltzing around mine as he wrapped his arms tightly around me and pulled me in tighter.
Pete was grinding his thigh between my legs again, and I knew it wasn’t going to be long before I started to come. Just the scent of him was enough to arouse me. With all the other sensations combined, I felt like I was a balloon about to pop. His hands feathered over my nipples and I felt them grow hard like tiny pebbles. I wanted his lips around them again, sucking and caressing the sensitive tips.
“God, I want you so much,” he said with a gasp.
I pulled back and took him by the hand, leading him to the far end of the barn and to the staircase that led to the second floor. It was a hay loft up there, but we were converting the whole place, and it was the perfect spot for some privacy. We went up the staircase, and the open loft doors let in the light of the almost full moon. No one would find us here. There was still some hay left on the floor, and I said a silent prayer that there weren’t any mice nesting in it as I pulled him down to the floor with me.
He took his time, and it drove me crazy. With his hands, he explored every inch of me over my cocktail dress when all I wanted was for him to rip it off me and caress my naked body. Soon enough, he unzipped the dress and pulled it off, careful not to harm the fabric as he pushed it aside. I was braless underneath, and he didn’t waste any time removing my panties.
