luscious,
moaning and sighing, her body melted into mine.
Kissing had never felt
so good. I tasted her lips again with my own, taking my time now to
explore her with my tongue. Hot, sweet, delicious, my Kara. She
quivered and shook in my arms, kissing me back with passion, both of
us barely able to breathe. I brought my hands to the sides of her
head, looking down into her eyes like I’d discovered something
precious I never imagined I’d be lucky enough to find. I kissed her
again, unable to stop, never wanting to stop now that I’d started.
Rubbing my hands up and
down her arms, shoulders to elbows, I realized she was shaking.
“You’re cold.”
“No,” she
protested, though her teeth started chattering.
“I’ve got to get
you back so you can change into some dry clothes. You need to get
warm.”
“No!” she cried
out, wild and fearful. “Don’t take me back! I don’t want you to
stop!”
I picked her up and
crushed her to me, bringing my heat to her. She threw her arms around
my neck, holding me like I’d saved her life, kissing me back with
abandon and need.
“Kara,” I breathed
into her, kissing her again. I was drunk on her kisses, each one
making me crave more. I’d wanted this for so long. It almost didn’t
feel real to have her in my arms, at long last, in the midst of a
violent downpour yet sheltered under a weeping willow tree.
She shuddered in my
arms, then buried her face in my neck, kissing me there, trailing her
mouth along my skin as if she were desperate for my taste. With a
groan, I leaned her against the tree, cupping her ass in my hands.
She wrapped her legs around my waist and I kissed her, deep,
demanding, relentless, all thought and reason gone from my body. All
I was aware of was Kara, her hands threaded in my hair, pulling my
mouth down to her own. She kept saying my name over and over with
soft moans and pants like she couldn’t believe we were finally
together.
We’d been fighting
this for so long. Now that it all came crashing down around us, the
thunder and lightning up above, our own storm down below, I didn’t
think I could ever stop. It felt so good to let go, to reach out and
touch and kiss and feel. I’d fantasized to a point of absurdity,
but she still felt better than anything I’d imagined. Even with all
her clothes on and nothing but kisses she still about blew my mind.
Finally, her shudders
stopped me. I had to lay off and do what was best for her, even if
she didn’t want me to. She needed to get warm even if I had to pry
her off of me. After I pried myself off of her, first.
I untied our horses,
then pulled her up onto my horse with me. I told myself it was to
keep her warm as we rode through the cold, driving rain. It was
because I couldn’t bear to let her go. I needed her soft curves,
the feel of her breathing, her smell next to me for as long as I
could manage it.
We approached the barn.
People would be inside, I knew that. Maybe her father. This was the
last chance I’d have with her alone.
“Tonight,” I
whispered in her ear as we got closer. “Meet me in the barn.
Midnight.”
I rode us up to the
entrance and sure enough Bill, Harlan and a few other guys were there
seeking shelter, comparing notes on what they’d been able to take
care of where, figuring out what else had to be done next in the
storm. I brought her down off my horse. Harlan was on her in half a
second, angry she’d gone out in the storm. She slipped away from my
arms so quickly. As fast as she’d fallen into them, she was gone.
Harlan fairly ran her into the big house. I watched her head up that
hill, up and away from me, safe and sound, where she belonged.
§
“You shouldn’t have
come.”
I heard her soft
footfalls before I saw her. I was there waiting for her at midnight
in the barn. I shouldn’t have done it. Earlier that night I’d
paced around in my cabin like a maniac, trying to make myself head
out to the Silver Dollar Saloon. I couldn’t do it. She
moaning and sighing, her body melted into mine.
Kissing had never felt
so good. I tasted her lips again with my own, taking my time now to
explore her with my tongue. Hot, sweet, delicious, my Kara. She
quivered and shook in my arms, kissing me back with passion, both of
us barely able to breathe. I brought my hands to the sides of her
head, looking down into her eyes like I’d discovered something
precious I never imagined I’d be lucky enough to find. I kissed her
again, unable to stop, never wanting to stop now that I’d started.
Rubbing my hands up and
down her arms, shoulders to elbows, I realized she was shaking.
“You’re cold.”
“No,” she
protested, though her teeth started chattering.
“I’ve got to get
you back so you can change into some dry clothes. You need to get
warm.”
“No!” she cried
out, wild and fearful. “Don’t take me back! I don’t want you to
stop!”
I picked her up and
crushed her to me, bringing my heat to her. She threw her arms around
my neck, holding me like I’d saved her life, kissing me back with
abandon and need.
“Kara,” I breathed
into her, kissing her again. I was drunk on her kisses, each one
making me crave more. I’d wanted this for so long. It almost didn’t
feel real to have her in my arms, at long last, in the midst of a
violent downpour yet sheltered under a weeping willow tree.
She shuddered in my
arms, then buried her face in my neck, kissing me there, trailing her
mouth along my skin as if she were desperate for my taste. With a
groan, I leaned her against the tree, cupping her ass in my hands.
She wrapped her legs around my waist and I kissed her, deep,
demanding, relentless, all thought and reason gone from my body. All
I was aware of was Kara, her hands threaded in my hair, pulling my
mouth down to her own. She kept saying my name over and over with
soft moans and pants like she couldn’t believe we were finally
together.
We’d been fighting
this for so long. Now that it all came crashing down around us, the
thunder and lightning up above, our own storm down below, I didn’t
think I could ever stop. It felt so good to let go, to reach out and
touch and kiss and feel. I’d fantasized to a point of absurdity,
but she still felt better than anything I’d imagined. Even with all
her clothes on and nothing but kisses she still about blew my mind.
Finally, her shudders
stopped me. I had to lay off and do what was best for her, even if
she didn’t want me to. She needed to get warm even if I had to pry
her off of me. After I pried myself off of her, first.
I untied our horses,
then pulled her up onto my horse with me. I told myself it was to
keep her warm as we rode through the cold, driving rain. It was
because I couldn’t bear to let her go. I needed her soft curves,
the feel of her breathing, her smell next to me for as long as I
could manage it.
We approached the barn.
People would be inside, I knew that. Maybe her father. This was the
last chance I’d have with her alone.
“Tonight,” I
whispered in her ear as we got closer. “Meet me in the barn.
Midnight.”
I rode us up to the
entrance and sure enough Bill, Harlan and a few other guys were there
seeking shelter, comparing notes on what they’d been able to take
care of where, figuring out what else had to be done next in the
storm. I brought her down off my horse. Harlan was on her in half a
second, angry she’d gone out in the storm. She slipped away from my
arms so quickly. As fast as she’d fallen into them, she was gone.
Harlan fairly ran her into the big house. I watched her head up that
hill, up and away from me, safe and sound, where she belonged.
§
“You shouldn’t have
come.”
I heard her soft
footfalls before I saw her. I was there waiting for her at midnight
in the barn. I shouldn’t have done it. Earlier that night I’d
paced around in my cabin like a maniac, trying to make myself head
out to the Silver Dollar Saloon. I couldn’t do it. She
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