Into the Storm

“Again?” she whispered incredulously.

I grinned to myself. I wanted her all the time. Leaning forward, I pulled her to me, kissing her deeply. “Again.”

This time she didn’t push me away. Her arms wrapped around my neck as she pulled me closer, settling herself onto my lap. Our mouths met again in a frenzy of wet, deep kisses, tongues entwining, exploring; our teeth nipping and teasing. My hands traced over her curves again and again, reaching around to cup her breasts, stroking and teasing her nipples as they grew hard and tight beneath my fingers. Her head fell back as I began caressing her neck with my tongue, soft, fluttering touches that had her moaning constantly. My lips reached her ear and I pulled on the lobe gently with my teeth.

“Are you ready for me, Rabbit? Can I have you now?” I growled lowly into her ear.

“Yes … please …” her voice was plaintive and full of want.

Pleased, I captured her lips again and thrust up into her. She broke away from my mouth, gasping as I filled her. I wrapped one arm around her waist and the other around her neck as I moved in her, keeping her anchored to me. My body surged into her again and again as my lips claimed her, kissing and nipping at her wet skin anywhere they could reach. Her body arched into me, meeting my thrusts as her hands gripped my biceps, her soft moans of pleasure becoming louder and deeper as we both reveled in the pleasure. Her head snapped back suddenly as she cried my name, her body stilling with the intensity of her orgasm. I continued to move until the rush of her pleasure had abated and finally let myself go, her name tumbling from my lips as I emptied myself deep inside her.

Rabbit slumped forward, her head resting on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around her, once again sinking into the deeper water, my hands caressing the skin of her bare back as we both regained our senses. My lips ran an endless loop of small caresses on the top of her head. Her head tilted up, her ever-expressive eyes gazing up at me, warm and content. Groaning quietly, I kissed her, needing the feel of her lips against mine again. “We’d better get out soon, or we’ll both be prunes,” I whispered regretfully. I could stay here, inside her, for an eternity.

She nodded silently. We made our way out of the tub, and I wrapped her in a huge towel, pulling her to me after draping one around my own waist. Her eyes were heavy and I couldn’t help the grin that tugged at my lips. “Did I tire you out, my girl?” I whispered against her lips.

She nodded while trying to stifle a yawn, “Working on your various … aches … was rather … exhausting,” she admitted with an indulgent smile.

Bending down, I scooped her up and, over her protests, carried her upstairs to the bedroom. “Hush, the rest of the day is about you. Now, let me show you just how well you worked out all my aches.”

She hummed in contentment.

I smiled in triumph.

Mine.





Chapter Fifteen


Joshua


I pulled the truck into the barn. The driveway was done, and I had cleared one path down to the main road. That took the longest time since as soon as I lost sight of the gates the panic would set in. Having Bear in the truck with me helped but it was still a slow process. I could only go so far then I had to come back to gather up the courage to go even further next trip. Emotionally, it was exhausting.

I climbed out of the truck with Bear clamoring past me, pushing his way through, obviously in a hurry to see Rabbit. The sudden sound of her voice greeting Bear startled me, and I turned to see her standing in the doorway.

Immediately, I was worried. “What’s wrong?” I asked as I stepped towards her.

Her smile eased my worries as she came forward. “Nothing, Joshua. I knew you’d be back soon and I just thought I‘d come out for some air and bring you your coffee.” It was only then I noticed the thermos in her hands. I smiled and reached out, wrapping my arms around her. I nuzzled her cheek fondly. “Hmm ... cold.”

She laughed. “Yes, it is rather, isn’t it?” She pulled away looking at me. “Are you okay, Joshua?”

Ah. The real reason came out. I smiled and tucked her back under my chin. “I am now,” I admitted quietly.

“Would it help at all if I came with you next trip?” she asked gently.

I thought about it and nodded. “It might.” Having her beside me might ease the panic.

Wanting to keep things light, I grinned and squeezed her quickly. “Although you are gonna have to fight Bear for shotgun. He called it long ago, you know.”

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