Page 45 of Forever with the Farmer's Daughter
“Huh, not at all what I was expecting.”
A grin tugs at his lips. “What were you expecting?”
I shrug, “You know, posters, football trophies, 4H ribbons.”
He chuckles. “I knew my mom would leave my room as a shrine when I left for the Army, so I packed all that stuff up and put it in the attic.” He takes a step closer eliminating some of the distance between us. “Samantha, did you ask me to bring you up here so we could talk room décor?”
I look up at him and shake my head. “No, I just had a sudden rush of nerves once we walked through the door.”
He takes another step closer and reaches out taking both my hands in his. “You’re not the only one who’s nervous you know. I mean, you’re Samantha Kincaid, the most beautiful woman in Blossom Creek and you’re standing in my bedroom. Everything is entirely up to you; we don’t have to rush into anything.”
Cameron is over six feet tall, and built like a brick wall, I’m skeptical he’s suffering the same bout of anxiety I am. I look down at our hands and give his a squeeze before looking up at him. “I’m tired of taking things slow. I asked you to bring me up here because I want to be with you.”
I let go of his hands, walk to the side of the bed and pull the quilt down exposing crisp white sheets. I toe off my blue Converse and turn to face him. I grab the hem of my T-shirt, pull it over my head, and let it fall to the floor. Before my fingers can release the button on my shorts, Cameron makes two quick strides, takes my face in his hands and captures my mouth in a fierce kiss. My hands pull at his T-shirt, and he breaks the kiss long enough to pull it over his head and toss it to the floor with mine. My hands work the button and zipper of his jeans, but before I can push them off, he stops me. “You first.”
I grin and hold my hands up in surrender as he unfastens my shorts and pushes them to the floor. I kick them to the side and stand in front of him light blue lace panties and matching bra. “God you’re beautiful,” he says as he hooks an arm around my waist, bringing me flush against him. He leans in and kisses me below my ear. “If you want to keep those lacey panties, I suggest you remove them because I won’t be gentle if you leave them for me.”
My breath hitches as I stare up into those hazel eyes that ignite a fire within me. I hold his gaze as I reach around, unfasten my bra and drop it into the pile of discarded clothes. Cameron’s eyes dip to watch my breasts rapidly rise and fall. He takes half a step back as I hook my fingers into the delicate lace panties, drag them down over my hips, and let them fall to the floor. Naked, I take a step forward eliminating any distance between us, grab the waistband of his jeans, and tug him closer. “You’ve had your show, now I want mine.” I release him and climb to the middle of the bed and wait.
Cameron
“I’ll give you a show,” I say as I quickly remove my jeans leaving my boxer briefs in place, and practically leap onto the bed.
Samantha giggles and squeals as I settle beside her and place teasing kisses along the column of her neck. She pushes at my shoulder. “Hey, no fair, you’re not naked.”
My mouth makes a trail down to her exposed breast and I gently suck one of the dusky pink nipples into my mouth causing her to moan as her back arches. I grin as I release her with a pop. “Just trying to make this last.”
Samantha tugs on my hair until my eyes meet hers. “Later, I need you now.”
The need I see in her eyes makes my dick jump. “How ready are you?”
A lazy smile pulls at the corners of her mouth. “Why don’t you find out for yourself?”
I extend my arm until my fingers encircle her ankle then slowly drag my fingertips up her leg. Samantha’s skin is soft and flawless. Unlike mine. When I reach her inner thigh, I can feel the heat radiating from her core. The closer my fingers get to their destination the more Samantha squirms beneath my touch. A gasp leaves her as I drag a single finger through her wet center.
“Jesus, Samantha you’re soaked.”
I slip a finger inside her, and she hums in satisfaction as I slowly stroke her. “That’s what you do to me.”
Removing the digit from inside her, I scramble off the bed, remove my wallet from my jeans and retrieve the condom I recently placed inside. I tear open the wrapper, shed my boxer briefs, and roll the condom on. Samantha watches as I climb back on the bed and settle between her legs. I run my cock through her wetness. “Please, Cameron,” she begs as I line myself up with her entrance. I lean forward and capture her mouth swallowing her gasps as I push slowly inside her.
Samantha’s legs wrap around me as she breaks the kiss. “More, Cameron, I need all of you.”
Her eyes flicker with lust. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. Please.”
I pull back and thrust fully inside her stealing her breath as her whole-body arches into me. “Oh, God, yes!” I wait to let her adjust to my size.
Buried in her warmth, she fits around me like a glove. “You feel so good. Baby, I’ve got to move. Are you okay with that?”
Her fingers tangle in the hair at the back of my neck as a smile appears across her full lips. “Yes, I need more of you, Cameron.”
I kiss her softly. “I’m all yours, beautiful girl.”
I kiss her again and together we begin a rhythm, our bodies separating and becoming one again and again. I can feel her begin to tremble beneath me as she tightens her hold on me. “Oh, Cam, I’m close, so close,” she pants into my ear as I nip at her collarbone.
I reach between us, my finger massaging her clit, eager for both of us to embrace her release. “I can feel you, beautiful girl, don’t hold back. Come for me.”
