Page 47 of Stolen Kiss

“Come on, get up and we can go for a ride along the water. The tide is right out.”

Petal nodded her head up and down like she was agreeing. Heidi lifted the reins over Petal’s head, grabbed the saddle and hitched up her jeans at her thigh. Then lifting her leg, she thrust her foot into the stirrup and accidentally prodded Petal. She moved to the side, making Heidi hop about.

“Easy girl, sorry for poking you,” she said, then she swung up and settled in the saddle.

She took hold of the reins loving the feel of sitting on a powerful animal. Once her other foot was in the other stirrup, she looked at Jason. He was giving her his heated gaze, and she was entranced. He’d never looked at her so blatantly when they were together before. It was like his eyes were wide open really looking at her.

“That was hot,” he said, giving her a wink. “You ready?”

Not waiting for her to answer he made a clicking noise at the back of his throat, kicked his heels into the horse and rode away. Heidi sighed and tried to calm her raging desire to ditch the horse riding and take him back to her place. He was a hell of a sexy man. Far more confident than he was a decade ago. Maturity suited him. And so did riding a horse.

She kicked her heels and raced after him, the wind in her hair as she ducked her head and followed his trail into the shallow water. The sensation of freedom overwhelmed her. They had ridden a lot the summer they had got together as a couple and it was true what they said about getting back in the saddle. Her muscle memory was strong.

They rode to the end of the beach and then slowed to take the narrow trail around the side of the island in single file. Heidi was grateful for the time so she could form the questions she neededto ask once they were again side by side. A little further on, there was a grass area with trees strewn like they had all been hit by lightning. Splits appeared in every tree, trunks lying around in the thick grass all around apart from a circle in the middle. Jason jumped down from his horse and loosely tied the reins over a dead tree branch. He came to her side and reached up to her waist. Heidi swung her leg over and he helped her down from Petal, making sure she felt every single one of his muscles in his upper body. He tied up her horse and took her hand.

“I know you’ve just had dinner with your family, so I didn’t pack a picnic but I do have some fresh blackberries.”

She let him lead her further into the zapped trees and saw the blanket and small picnic basket. Smiling wide, Heidi dropped to her knees and then onto her back on the thick red and white tartan blanket. It wasn’t a small one that had her feet over the end like a towel on the beach. It was enormous that could fit four people with space to move about. Large stones anchored each corner with the small basket at the top. Linking her fingers over her stomach, she half closed her eyes and looked up to the trees shielding the sun from their bodies. Those trees were alive, the smaller branches swaying in the breeze, no leaves left. Inland the wind was nowhere near as fierce as the beach. Something soft nudge at her lips and she opened to her eyes fully to look at Jason.

“Open your mouth,” he whispered.

She did and poked her tongue out to see what he’d put there. Feeling the blackberry she opened wider, and he dropped it into her mouth.

“Wow, that’s so sweet.”

“Prime time for blackberries. I saw Ralph and his kid picking them on my way to the horses, so I stopped and picked a punnet for us.”

“And you happened to be carrying a picnic basket just in case.”

“No, in there are some bubbles. I wasn’t sure if you wanted to drink and ride.”

“I’ll risk a glass, when do you do you have to be back?”

“Not for a couple of hours,” he replied scooting down and lying next to her. “Plenty of time to kill.”

He kissed her, while pulling her close to his body. Then he turned them so she was on her back and he half rested on her body. His hand found her bare skin about her belt and he brushed his knuckles along her stomach, inching up under the jumper.

“You have the softest skin,” he said, peppering her mouth with soft kisses. “So soft, warm and smooth.”

She responded to his kiss more eagerly, wrapping her fingers around his neck and urging him to cover her body. He came willingly pressing his thigh between her legs. It wasn’t close enough for her. Now that she knew what he could do with his body, she wanted more. The first time she was bereft and needed the closeness and to feel after the heartbreak of losing her first birth. That was a couple of weeks ago and now she wanted him for the satisfaction of Sunday afternoon sex.

The summer they were together was spent with heavy groping and constant kissing. It was only at the very end of the summer that she asked him to be her first, ashamed that she’d reached her early twenties and was still a virgin but she didn’t want to hand it to just anyone. And she’d chosen Jason Turner.

His hand went up further and cradled her breast as he kissed her deeper and harder. His thumber grazing back and forth over her nipple through the material of her bra. In more smooth move he pulled off her jumper and t-shirt, leaving her in just her bra and jeans.

“What if someone discovers us?” she asked against his lips, eyes closed, making no effort to cover her torso.

“This is Turner land, no one will come here.”

“Isn’t it all Turner land on Copper Island?”

“But this is the private land of the Turners. No one will come.”

“No one?” she said in a teasing voice.

“Well,” he said and then stretched his mouth over hers and at the same time undoing her belt. As soon as the button on her jeans was undone and the zipped pulled down, she wiggled out and helped Jason with removing his clothing, all the while not stopping kissing him.

There was something other than bubbles in the basket and she didn’t stop to think he was presuming a lot when he asked her for an afternoon date. Once he’d finished sliding inside her and her heart rate calmed, he pulled a second blanket over them. She snuggled in close and rested her head on his shoulder.

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