Page 42 of Forever with the Farmer's Daughter
As they walk away, Craig pulls out his phone. “I’m going to stop at the store and pick up what we need for dinner. You want to head home and start the grill?”
“We can do that. See you in a bit.”
As he walks to his truck, he puts his phone to his ear, and I hear him say, “Hey Theresa, it’s Craig Hutchinson. I need a favor.” I smile and shake my head knowing my little brother is about to take care of the Kincaids check at the diner.
Samantha catches me smiling and shoulder-bumps me as we walk to my truck. “What are you smiling about?”
I shake my head, not about to reveal my brother’s secret plight. “Just something Craig said.”
I open the door and Samantha climbs into the truck. I settle in beside her and start the engine. As I pull out of the parking lot, Samantha rests her head on my shoulder. “Your brother’s a good guy. I wouldn’t have made it through my first year back without him. He was the big brother I never had.”
I wrap my arm around her shoulders and kiss the top of her head. “I’m glad he was here for you.”
“Me too.”
We ride the rest of the way to the house in silence. When I pull up to the house, I slide the transmission in park, shut off the engine, and jump out of the truck. When Samantha exits the cab, I close the door and back her up against the side of my truck. Sliding my hand to the back of her neck, my mouth hungrily descends on hers. A gasp escapes her as she immediately opens for me allowing my tongue access to duel with hers. My thigh presses between her legs, and I feel the heat radiating from her. Samantha’s hands fist my T-shirt as her hips grind against my leg. I lift her slightly off the ground giving her the friction she needs as I drag my mouth from hers to taste the creamy column of her neck.
“Cameron.” My name from her lips comes on a gasp, a plea, and I nip the soft lobe of her ear.
“Ride it out beautiful,” I whisper giving her permission to give into the orgasm building inside her.
Samantha drags my mouth back to hers. She tightens her arms around my neck as she follows my command. I watch as she reaches her climax, her mouth forming a perfect oh as her limp body falls against mine.
I tip her chin up and drop a kiss on her soft lips. Her eyes flutter open as a smile tugs at her mouth. “God I can’t wait to be inside you the next time you do that.”
Embarrassment envelopes her and she buries her face in my chest. “I can’t believe I just did that.”
I gently pull her hands away from her face and kiss the inside of both wrists. “Hey,” I say as I tip her chin up and wait until her beautiful brown eyes meet mine. “Don’t be embarrassed. It was beautiful to watch you come undone because of me.”
She shakes her head, cheeks still flushed, and then kisses me. “You’re sweet. I should go get cleaned up.”
I kiss her forehead. “Follow me, I’ll show you where to go. I need to get the grill started before Craig gets here.”
I take her hand and lead her up the steps of the porch and open the door. Once we step inside, Samantha pauses to look around. “I’ve always admired this house, but this is the first time I’ve been inside.”
“Really?” I pull her flush against me and kiss the tip of her nose. “I’ll give you the nickel tour as soon as I get the grill started.”
Samantha smiles up at me. “Deal. But for now, can you point me in the direction of the bathroom?”
I point toward the stairs. “Up the stairs, first door on the right.”
She slowly backs out of my arms. “Thanks, be back in a few.”
I watch the sway of her hips as she disappears up the stairs, then I head for the back door to start the grill.
Samantha
As I walk to thebathroom, I can feel Cameron’s eyes on me. It takes an incredible amount of willpower not to glance over my shoulder. When I step inside the bathroom, I close the door and brace my hands on the sink as I try to get my racing heart under control. The chemistry between Cameron and I is something I’ve never experienced before. Not even with Alan. Oh, I loved Alan, don’t get me wrong, and the sex was great. But what we had was different. It was comfortable. Alan told everyone he knew after our first date he was going to marry me. I took a little more convincing. In the end, we took all the natural steps, and walked down the aisle to declare our love before our family and friends.
I take a few deep breaths, turn on the cold water, let it run over my hands, and pat my face. I clean up the best I can, check my reflection in the mirror, and put my hand on the doorknob. I take one more deep breath and open the door. As I make my way back down the stairs, I take in the pictures lining the walls. Family photos of Cameron, Craig, and their parents in various stages of life stare back at me. There’s one of Cameron, Craig, and Kenny on horseback. Numerous photos of the boys smiling covered in dirt, and even one with me the year I won Grand Champion at the county fair. But the one that tugs at my heart, is a photo of Cameron in his Army fatigues, his arm wrapped around his momma her head on his shoulder, a teary smile of pride on her face.
The sound of the screen door banging followed by footsteps on the hardwood floor draws my attention before Cameron comes into view. He leans against the doorway, hands stuffed in the pockets of his jeans. “There you are. I was beginning to think you ran off.”
I smile shyly up at him and shake my head. “Sorry, I got caught up looking at all the pictures.”
Cameron pushes off the doorframe and comes to stand behind me. He chuckles as he straightens one of the frames. “I’d almost forgotten about this.” I look over to the photo he’s talking about. “We didn’t go on many family vacations. As you know, running a farm doesn’t really allow for time away. One year, Dad decided we needed to see the Grand Canyon. So, we loaded up in the car and drove to Arizona.”
“How old were you?”
