Page 55 of Forever with the Farmer's Daughter
Without looking at my cousin I answer. “If she’ll have me I am.”
He claps me on the shoulder and then chuckles. “I’m happy for you man, but I’m not sure you’re ready for the level of excitement this news will cause Aubrey.”
Craig laughs from my other side. “I don’t think any of us are ready for that.”
When we returned to Kenny and Aubrey’s, Samantha’s eyes immediately find mine and a slight blush stains her cheeks. She is as ready for us to be alone together as I am. “Ready, babe?”
The smile on her face at the endearment I used is undeniable. “Yeah.” She leans in and hugs Aubrey. “Thanks for today,” she says as she releases her.
Aubrey stands and wraps her arm around her husband. “You’re family, Sam, you know you are welcome anytime.” She grins and winks at me, and I know Samantha has shared the declaration we both made earlier today.
The next morning,I find Samantha sitting in one of the rocking chairs on the front porch, coffee cup in hand, when I return from the barn.
“Well, there’s a sight I could get used to,” I say as I take the steps two at a time to reach her faster.
Her eyes track my every step until I stop in front of her. “Oh, yeah? What sight is that?”
I lean down and rest my forearms on the arms of the rocking chair, bringing her forward until we are nose to nose. “The beautiful sight of you waiting for me. Seeing your hands wrapped around that coffee cup makes me think of other things I’d like to see them wrapped around.”
Her breath catches as her tongue darts out to wet her plump lips. Something else I wouldn’t mind seeing wrapped around me. “Maybe you should take me back upstairs so we can make that thought a reality.”
Needing no further invitation, I remove the cup from her hands, set it on the table beside the chair and lift her into my arms. Laughter fills the air as I carry her inside and up the stairs. I kick the door closed and set her feet on the floor, before backing her up against the door. My hand finds the back of her neck before my mouth crashes over hers, my tongue easily sweeping inside. The taste of coffee and sweetness fills my senses as my jeans became uncomfortably tight. A whimper escapes her as I break the kiss.
“I need you naked. Now.” I take a step back, pull my shirt over my head and drop it to the floor. I remove my boots and jeans and watch as heat flares in her brown eyes when my cock stands at full attention. She quickly removes the T-shirt she is wearing, letting it join my discarded clothes on the floor. Her eyes lock with mine as I unhook her bra and I watch as her breast spilled out. The creamy mounds heave as her breath quickens and I can’t wait to feel the weight of them in my hands again. Her fingers hook into the waistband of her jeans, as she pushes them down her legs and then steps out of the worn denim. Her lacy panties remain in place, and I cock a brow at her. A small smile tips the corners of her mouth as she shimmies her hips and the scrap of lace joins the rest of our clothes. Samantha Kincaid is sheer perfection, and she is all mine.
Samantha licks her lips as she takes a couple of steps forward, closing the distance between us. Her delicate hand wraps around my cock, and I inhale a sharp breath. Her hand begins a slow journey up and down my length. “Is this where you want my hand?”
My eyes begin to roll back and a growl rumbles through my chest as her pace quickens. I grip her wrist stopping her, then lift her, and toss her in the center of the bed. I dig into the drawer of the bedside table and find a condom and roll it on. I settle between her thighs, line my cock up with her entrance and stretch out over her. I push an inch inside her, and her breath catches once again. “Enough playing I need to be inside you.”
Samantha’s legs wrap around me. “Oh, god yes!” Her heels dug into my ass urging me to push fully inside her. With one powerful thrust I am seated in her warmth making my girl arch off the bed as she accepts me.
Buried inside her it takes all my self-control not to come. “Damn baby, you feel so good wrapped around me, but I need to move.”
She rotates her hips letting me know she was ready. “Yes, please, and don’t be gentle.”
I grin as I nip at her collarbone, I am finding out quickly although my girl likes me to take my time with her, she can handle it a little rough too. “Don’t plan on it, baby.”
Her legs tighten around me as I move in and out of her slowly at first then picking up the pace until the headboard bangs against the wall at a steady rhythm.
Samantha’s nails dig into my shoulders as I push her to the edge. When the orgasm rolls through her I slow my pace a bit as she screamed my name. “Hold on baby, I’m not finished yet.” Taking one of her breasts in my hand, I suck the rosy peak of the other then alternate my attention until I feel her reach the peak of another orgasm. I give the hardened peak a gentle bite and then my hand finds her thigh and I shift our position. “You ready to come with me baby?”
“Yes! God, yes Cam, please!”
I continue to push hard and deep into her until she grips me like a vice, and she detonates around me. “Yes, Cam, yes!”
Her body shakes as I roar her name and empty myself inside her. Spent and sweat soaked, I roll to my side taking her with me. I kiss the top of her head and gently pull out of her. Getting out of bed long enough to discard the condom, I return to the bed and pull her into my side.
Samantha drapes her leg over mine and my dick jumps at the warmth radiating from her core. Her finger draws patterns on my chest as she speaks. “Think we can stay here all day?”
My fingers traced up and down the leg she had draped over me. “Sure, I can go to the school tomorrow and give them my answer.”
Samantha shifts so she is lying on top of me and rests her chin on my chest. With one delicate finger she traces along my jaw. “Do you know how happy I am you’ll get to do the two things you love most.”
Taking her hand, I place a soft kiss on the inside of her wrist. “You realize there’s something I love more, right?”
She smiles and I see her eyes glisten with tears. “Can I tell you something?” I nod not wanting to deter her confession. “When we first met, I was afraid to start a relationship with you. I knew I was developing feelings for you, but until we talked, I was afraid you would get bored here and reenlist. And I don’t think I could handle knowing you might not come home to me.”
Tears begin to roll down her cheek, so I cup her face in my hands and wipe them away with my thumbs. “Samantha, I’m done with the Army. All I want is to build a new life here in Blossom Creek, hopefully with you.”
