“You smell fine to me.” Ben quickly put toe to heel on one boot and pulled it off, then did the other.
Raven wondered if she should’ve done that to her slip-on shoes. She lifted each foot to look at the sole. Fortunately, they were clean, just a bit dusty which was nothing unusual for around here. At least there was no animal shit—she was getting better at keeping an eye on where she was walking when out on the farm. The last thing she wanted to be doing was cleaning shit off her shoes.
I should get some work boots.
“Is your nose blocked or something? I’m pretty sure I stink.” She could feel her shirt sticking to her back from the sweat.
“You’re fine.” He padded over to her, wrapped his arms around her, and breathed in deeply as if to prove it.
Raven laughed, trying to push out of the embrace. “Maybe you should have a shower,” she teased.
“Hey, I don’t smell. I’m a working man.” He grinned at her, keeping his arms around her.
“Well, working man, what about a shower?” Raven managed to get out of his grip, then slipped inside, and he followed trying to grab her. She laughed and started to move toward the hallway to the room they shared.
“Where you going?” Ben asked as he moved toward the right to the bathroom. “I thought you wanted a shower?”
“Yeah, but I need to get fresh clothes,” she called out to him. He had disappeared.
“Why? There’s just us here.”
His cheeky tone fueled her curiosity, and she walked back and poked her head into the lean-to of the house where the laundry and bathroom were.
She wolf-whistled, leaned against the door frame, and took in the sight.
Ben stood there, his back to her and butt-naked, putting his clothes straight into the washing machine.
“Stop staring,” he said with a wink as he glanced over his shoulder at her.
“I can’t. This isn’t a sight I normally see,” answered Raven. His toned muscles from the physical work on the farm were a delight to see. He had tan lines on his arms from where he’d rolled up his shirt when working, but overall, his skin was a lovely olive tone.
“You’re not going to join me for a shower?” he asked as he put in some soap powder and then set the dials for the washing cycle. “Or you’re going in fully clothed?”
Instead of answering him, Raven walked up to Ben and embraced him from behind. The heat in his body seeped into hers, sending her need skyrocketing.
“Oh, hello.” He still messed around with the dials. The beeping a distraction as he flicked between the programs. “I can never work this thing.”
“So, this is all show for me, is it?”
“Damn right it is.”
She giggled, slowly slipped her hand over the front of his hip and over his cock. She took him in her hand, moving back and forth along his length, enjoying how it was hardening. Liquid oozed from its tip, and he groaned softly. She rocked her hips into him as she played her fingers around his tip, pulling the foreskin back and forth. He felt great in her hand. Despite what she’d told him, he smelled fine. She rested her head onto his back, teasing his body toward its peak.
“You’re meant to be showing me how impressed you are,” she murmured.
“That’s right.” He spun her around and kissed her as his hands went down to her pants. He broke the kiss and pulled them down along with her panties, kneeling in front of her. She stepped easily from them as she pulled her T-shirt up over her head, letting it float to the ground.
She looked down at him kneeling in front of her. He glanced up, his eyes full of desire. His hands moved up her legs and rested on her hips. Leaning forward, he pressed his mouth onto her mound, kissing hard into her. Her hips naturally rocked forward with the need for more. His tongue flicked down her slit, and she groaned. Her mind spun with the building pleasure. She let her hands fall on his head, her fingers tangling in his hair. He sucked hard into her intimate skin, teasing the pleasure from her body. She closed her eyes, giving over to the sensations he evoked. His tongue danced over the top of her slit playing with the sensitive nerves, pushing her close to her own peak. Her breath quickened, and she tried to hold out, but her body filled quickly with ecstasy, the tension breaking into a delightful orgasm that sent wave after wave of bliss.
She sighed heavily with the last of the convulsions of the orgasm rattling through her. He kissed her mound softly, aware of how much more sensitive she was now.
“Does that tell you enough about how impressed I am?” He looked up at her.
She nodded, smiling, trying to catch her breath as her mind spun with the desire he’d teased from her.
“Good because I’m not finished.”
He stood up, running his hands up her body, feeling her curves. He unclipped her bra, moved it away, and then pulled her into his body, her breasts crushing pleasantly into his chest. With the feel of his skin on hers, a fresh wave of desire took hold of her.
