“You can thank me later.” He winked.
“Or now.”
Before he could answer, her lips were on his, hot and salty, her tongue dancing over his, her hands around his neck. She was finally in his arms, and he didn’t want to let go.
Dusty felt the tension in her body begin to ease as her lips moved with his. Blaise wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into him. It was as if his strength enveloped her, and his heat melted away the worry of harvest. She could feel his hardness pressing into her. Her intimate muscles clenched with desire.
Why have I been so stupid to deny him?He was here. Supporting her. Wanting her.
It was a lot more than any countryman she’d previously dated.
The walls around her heart melted a little more as she pushed her hands up under his shirt, feeling his strong back. He moaned with desire. Their kiss deepened. She could feel her moisture thickening, dampening her panties, the desire to be with him flaming hot with need.
The engine of the combine hummed loudly behind them.
“Should you turn it off?” he asked.
“Needs to cool down for a few minutes.”
“Then we have some time?”
“We have more than some time.” Dusty let herself give in to her desires. Her mind dizzied pleasantly.
“Here?”
She took his hand and walked him over to the shed. She opened the ute, grabbed the picnic blanket she kept behind the seat, and spread it out over the hay in the corner.
She turned to him. “Where were we?”
His hands traced up her bare arms, sending her wild with sparks of desire. “About here.” He ran his hand along her jawline, down her neck, his lips finding hers once more. His hands continued down her chest, over her breast, leaving a trail of heat that woke her body sexually, and she shivered heavily.
“Too much for you?” he asked cheekily.
“Fuck, no. Keep going or I’ll have to kick your butt.”
“I have no intention of stopping,” he whispered, his breath hot in her ear. “Or getting my butt kicked.”
He cupped his hand over her breast and squeezed until she gasped with the perfect mix of delight and discomfort. She pushed her body into his, wanting to feel all of him. She tugged at the buttons of his shirt, expertly undoing them, then pushing the material off his shoulders, letting it fall away.
She let her hands roam over his taut chest muscles enjoying his smooth skin. The tips of her fingers finding the soft hair which led down under his jeans.
He brushed her fingers away. “I’m enjoying you first,” he mumbled as he pushed up her T-shirt, exposing her stomach. He kissed her skin, his mouth moist and hot on her soft belly. She moaned with encouragement, wanting more, but trying to hold back to enjoy the journey of reaching her peak.
She grabbed the bottom of her T-shirt and pulled it over her head, dropping it casually as her hands longed to keep touching his body.
His hands traced the bottom of her lacy bra, slipping over her breasts before stretching the material to expose her hardening nipples. She arched her chest out, giving him full access to pleasure her. His mouth cupped a nipple, tongue flicking hard against it. A bolt of desire sent a wave of fresh moisture pooling in her panties. She lifted her leg, wrapping it around his waist, bringing his hard groin closer to her. Her hips ground into his.
“I want you in me.” She breathed heavily, fighting against the fast-approaching peak she was moving toward.
“In good time.” He unbuttoned her jeans, then pushed the denim over her hips. She kicked off her boots and slipped out of her jeans.
He pulled her into him, her breasts crushing pleasantly against his bare chest. His hands moved over her buttocks, gripping and pulling them up, tightening her pussy with the motion.
He slipped his hand over the front of her hip, brushing against the lace of her panties, over her mound, before pushing the material away to dip his fingers into her fleshy folds.
Her body jerked from the pleasure of his touch between her legs and the stroking motion of her pussy, as he built the tension within her. She could feel a mini orgasm taking hold, and her body convulsed as it burst, sending pleasure pulsating through her. Her breath quickened from the bliss flooding through her.
He pushed down her panties, his mouth pressed into her mound, tongue flicked along her length, sending her mind back into the dizzying heights of ecstasy. She put her hands on his head to keep her balance as he worked her back toward losing control. With a long gasp, she felt the orgasm take over fully this time, opening a flood of desire.
