Escaping the Past (Wester Farms)

Escaping the Past (Wester Farms) by Tammy Falkner

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still. His lips applied pressure against hers.
     
    Brody smiled against her lips as he whispered, “I just thought I might try to scare you out of that adrenaline rush. Is it working?”
     
    “Yep.”
     
    “Want me to stop?” Brody asked. She hesitated briefly. “Guess not. Lou, you took too long with that answer.” He turned his head slightly to deepen the kiss. His lips pressed gently against hers, forcing them to open.
     
    Her lips parted and his tongue slipped inside, tangling with hers in the most delectable way. Her breath caught in her throat. Brody lifted Lou’s hands onto his shoulders, where they curled around his neck of their own accord. His larger hands moved to her waist, then dipped into the back pockets of her jeans, pulling her closer to him. He was rock hard against her belly. She pulled back.
     
    “Sorry about that. Didn’t mean to scare you that much,” he breathed against her mouth. She lowered her head and pressed her forehead against his chest, her breath coming in gasps.
     
    “Your plan worked. I’m not shaking from fear anymore.” An unsteady hand patted his chest.
     
    “Now, you’re shaking from something else?”
     
    “Sure looks like it.”
     
    “Can I help?”
     
    “I think you already did.”
     
    He rested his chin atop her head. “Glad to hear it. Just one more,” he tilted her chin up one more time. His lips touched hers gently and her hands rose to his shoulders again, one hand playing in the curls at the nape of his neck. Lou moaned softly as he deepened the kiss. His hands came out of her back pockets and encircled her narrow waist. His fingers slipped below the back waistband of her jeans. He tugged gently at her T-shirt, pulling it free from her pants where it was tucked so neatly. His hands touched the skin of her waist and she moaned. Her skin was slickened with sweat yet his warm, strong hands glided over her skin leisurely. His fingers slid around and touched the sides of her waist and then tickled her belly. Brody groaned out loud as he hands moved across her soft skin. He continued his assault on her mouth as his hands crept up her sides, sending electrical currents running through her . Her nipples tightened against the soft cotton of her bra in response.
     
    She gasped as he cupped her full right breast and ran a thumb across her erect nipple. Her knees buckled. She leaned back against his arm, which was all that stood between her and hitting the dirt. He took advantage of her position and lifted her shirt. He kissed her stomach and traced a slow pattern with his tongue up to her breasts. He placed his lips against the thin cotton and traced a warm circle through the fabric with his tongue. Her nipple tightened even more and her hands moved to his hair. She moaned loudly.
     
    “Oh, my God,” she breathed.
     
    His eyes met hers. “That feels good?” he asked teasingly.
     
    “Oh, yeah,” she responded quickly.
     
    He moved and repeated his assault on her other breast, never trying to remove the lacy bra that covered her but coaxing her nipple to stand beneath the fabric. A shiver crawled up her spine.
     
    Brody heard what he thought was his heart pounding in his ears. Then he realized the sound was getting closer. He glanced over his shoulder and saw John riding up quickly. He straightened, coughed gently , and said, “We have company.”
     
    “What?”
     
    “John’s coming.”
     
    John yelled from a distance, “Lou!”
     
    She cried out weakly, “Yeah?”
     
    “Hey! Did you forget that today is Girl Scout day? You have twelve little girls at the house waiting for you, all dressed in Girl Scout uniforms.”
     
    As he came closer, Brody stepped between Lou and John, blocking John’s view. He whispered to her, “Better tuck your shirt in.”
     
    “Oh, God.” She frantically started pushing her shirt into her pants. Brody smirked as he watched.
     
    John pulled up closer on his horse and noticed her red face and agitation .

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