Page 36 of Forever with the Farmer's Daughter
We walk to my truck with Samantha tucked close to my side. I open the passenger side door and Samantha climbs into the center of the bench seat and fasten her seatbelt. I walk around to the driver’s side and slide behind the wheel. I buckle my seatbelt; put the truck in gear, and head out on the highway with Samantha’s head resting on my shoulder.
Her hand rests on my thigh and I raise it to my lips placing a soft kiss on the back of it before returning it to its resting place on my thigh. “Did you have a good time?”
She nods. “I always have a good time with Aubrey. I’ve never had a friend like her before.”
Her comment surprises me, but I let it slide without dwelling on it. “Yeah, Kenny’s got a good one for sure.”
Her hand begins to slide slowly up and down my leg. “I can’t believe how comfortable and relaxed I was sitting in your lap.”
I smile and glance over at her as I pull into her driveway. “I liked having you there.”
Pulling my truck to a stop I turn off the headlights and kill the engine. Samantha clicks the button on her seatbelt and then mine. I shrug out of the shoulder strap as she crawls back into my lap. “I like being there.”
The air between us sizzles as her brown eyes search mine. My hand caresses her cheek as I lean in closer, her breath mingling with mine. “Samantha, I need to kiss you.”
“Yes, please,” I hear her whisper and it takes all the control I have not to claim her like I’ve wanted since the night I took her out.
My thumb skates across her full bottom lip. “Not here. Not like this. I want our first kiss to be one you remember fondly. Not like horny teenagers in my truck.” Disappointment and confusion fill her eyes as I open my truck door. After our conversation this afternoon, I can’t say I blame her. But before I leave here tonight, she’ll understand how much I want to pursue her and explore the feelings I have for her. I offer her my hand. “Come on.”
Reluctantly she places her hand in mine and I walk her up onto the porch to the front door. She reaches for the screen door and my hand covers hers. Glossy brown eyes meet mine and my heart clenches at the thought that I’ve hurt her.
“Samantha, I said I didn’t want to kiss you for the first time in my truck. I didn’t say, I didn’t want to kiss you.” My hand cups the back of her neck as I step closer eliminating any space between us. I run my nose along hers and I feel her breathing accelerate, my lips a mere breath away from hers. “Can I kiss you now, Samantha?”
Her eyes flutter closed and the second she whispers, “Yes,” I softly brush my lips over hers. Samantha melts against me and I tighten the arm I have around her waist. As her hands slide up my arms, I deepen the kiss, sliding my tongue along the seam of her lips and coaxing her mouth open. A soft moan escapes her as my tongue glides along hers, and the sound goes straight to my dick. I take a couple of steps until Samantha’s back is against the house, and the evidence of my desire for her is pressed against her belly. I drag my mouth from hers and trail kisses along her jaw to nip the delicate lobe of her ear.
“I knew it,” I whisper roughly as my lips taste the soft skin of her neck.
Breathless, Samantha holds my head in place as I make my way down the column of her neck. “Knew what?”
“Once I kissed you, I wouldn’t want to stop.”
A strangled laugh escapes her, and my lips find hers once more. When the kiss ends, I rest my forehead against hers.
“I hope that alleviated any doubts you had about me wanting to kiss you.”
Her red swollen lips tip up in a soft smile. “Yeah, it did.”
I tilt her chin up and softly kiss her again as I grin. “Good, because I’ll be back tomorrow for more.”
Samantha melts against me. “I can’t wait.”
I drop another kiss on her plump lips. “Now let’s get you inside before your dad chases me off with a shotgun.”
Samantha laughs. “No chance in that, he loves having another guy around to talk to.”
“Good to know.” I give her one last lingering kiss. “Goodnight, Samantha.”
I wait outside the door until I hear the lock click before heading to my truck. As I reach for the door handle, I see the light in her bedroom come on. A moment later Samantha draws back the curtain and appears in the window. She smiles giving a wave of her fingers and I wave back before climbing in my truck to head home.
When I get home,I’m surprised to see Craig is still up watching a baseball game.
“Hey. You waiting up for me?” I drop my keys on the table next to the door and take a seat on the couch.
“Nah, kind of got a second wind after I got home so I thought I’d watch a game and wind down.”
Atlanta is in Boston tonight playing a game, which due to a rain delay should have ended hours ago. By the looks of the stands and being its Friday night, the spectators are all in to see the game through.
“We should make plans to go see a game next season.”
