Page 12 of Prairie Sky


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“God help me Ever; I’m having a very hard time being a gentleman here,” he confessed, his lustful eyes darting to her. Resigned, she flashed him a playful smile and patted his stomach, then slid back to her side, buckling her seat belt. Turning to him, she gave him a satisfied smirk.

He let out a deep growl, making her laugh in amusement.

“Bring me home, you Big Bear.”

Ben let out a long exhale, conceding to her sweet term of endearment for him with a smile as he fired up the truck and pulled out of the parking lot.

Ever reached for his hand as they drove back to Prairie Sky, a contented quiet falling on them both. She relished the feel of a large, warm hand in hers as his thumb stroked hers affectionately.

Parking next to the farmhouse, Ben exited first and came around to open her door. Swinging her legs out to jump down from the cab, he caught her by the waist and lifted her down slowly, her body sliding down the hard length of him, making her breath hitch. An unmistakable look of hunger on his face, he closed her door and engulfed her in his strong arms, holding onto her earnestly. She could feel his rapid heartbeat against her cheek, making her own increase in time with his. They stayed there, enrapt in each other’s arms, feeling the deep connection they could no longer and would no longer fight. Releasing her from his hold, he smiled and tenderly took her hand in his, leading her down the gravel walkway to the farmhouse. Together, hand in hand, they climbed the porch stairs to the front door. Standing at the door, he looked down at her with deep adoration in his eyes. Running his hands through her hair, his fingertips caressing the nape of her neck, making her shiver under his touch. Bringing his other hand to her face, he caressed her cheek and ran his thumb over her bottom lip. His gaze intense and hazy with desire, he leaned down, brushing his lips softly to hers.

Feeling intoxicated by his sweet kiss, she moved to run her hands through his hair and deepen their connection, pulling him into her. Her desire igniting, their tongues met like a match being lit, smoldering passion bursting into a flame. He tightened his grip on her body, claiming her mouth as his, all his self-control leaving him. Lifting her to his waist, her long legs wrapped around him as he pressed her back against the solid wood of the front door, their kiss spiraling into a full-blown fire. His lips left hers, roaming to her earlobe, giving it a tender nip, making her whimper with need. Kissing down her neck, he blazed a trail with his tongue over her collarbone, making Ever moan in appreciation. Her throaty sounds made him growl in reply.

“You’re going to kill me, Ever.” he whispered huskily, completely breathless. Putting his forehead to hers, he panted out his breaths, as he tried to regain control. “If we go inside right now, I know all my self-control will be gone.”

“Maybe I want you to,” she confessed, her face flushed with a sexy, kissed senseless glow.

He growled deeply at her words as he captured her mouth in another scorching embrace. He pressed her body harder into the door. The hardness and heat of his body against hers sent her mind reeling.

“I need to stop, Ever.” he groaned out, breaking their kiss again, this time letting her slide down his body and setting her gently to her feet. She gave him a slightly dejected look, and he shook his head to reassure her, his eyes meeting hers with sincerity. “I want to spend the night with you. Ever, there is nothing I want more right now, but I want it to be special when I do, so I need to ask you something.”

Still breathing heavily, her lips red and swollen from their intense make-out session, she looked up at him in question.

“Will you go out on a date with me?” he asked, his face flushed and his voice coming out ragged.

She stared at him a moment, but blinked and took in his question. “Don’t you think we have passed that already?” she asked with a smile tugging on her lips.

“Seriously, Ever, I want to take you out. Let me romance you before we pick up where we have left off tonight.”

Ever searched his hopeful eyes, realizing he was completely serious. Stretching her arms around his neck, she ran her fingers through his disheveled hair and down his face through his soft beard, loving the feel between her fingers. “Yes, I will go out with you, Bear.” she whispered in answer, her eyes twinkling in the dim porch light.

Taking her face in both of his large hands, Ben leaned down for one last excruciatingly gentle kiss, making her knees wobbly and weak. Releasing her, he stepped back, descended the porch steps, and stole one more glance at the radiant woman leaning over the porch railing, illuminated in the moonlight.

“Goodnight, Bear.” she beamed as she blew him a kiss.

Pretending to catch it and put it in his shirt pocket, he replied. “Goodnight sweetheart”.

* * *

Ever opened her eyes, a warm smile curving her lips. She reached up and touched them, feeling them tingle at the memory of Ben’s kisses. So soft and gentle at first and then so deliciously hard and demanding. Damn, that man can kiss, she thought, getting lost in the vision of his wanton dark eyes boring into her and the scorching heat radiating off him. Her core pulsated at the thought and her pulse quickened in anticipation of seeing him today.

Glancing quickly at her phone, she saw a text from Ben pop up on her screen. “Good morning, sweetheart. Coffee? See you downstairs.”

Ever grinned and held the phone to her chest, relishing in his endearment for her. Sweetheart, such a simple thing to call someone, but coming from Ben, it felt so special, making her heart flutter.

Quickly she dressed, putting on a worn Tragically Hip concert t-shirt, a faded pair of boot cut jeans with rips on her knees and brushing her wavy locks into a messy bun at the top of her head. Speedily taking care of her morning needs, she hurried down the stairs eagerly making her way to the kitchen. As his text promised, there was Ben, leaning against the counter sipping his coffee and looking like every woman’s sexy farmer fantasy. A weathered baseball cap on his head, a navy body-hugging t-shirt was stretched over his broad muscular chest, and brown work pants sat low on his hips. He approached her, handing her a steaming mug, then leaned down to brush his lips to hers, making her melt into a puddle right there on the kitchen floor.

“Good morning,” she greeted, her face flushing from the syrupy sweetness of his embrace.

“Good morning,” he replied, his smiling eyes crinkling at the sides like she adored. “How did you sleep?”

“So good,” she sighed, biting her bottom lip. His eyes instinctively darted to the lip she held with her teeth and his eyes darkened. Reaching for her mouth, he ran his thumb over the lip, freeing it, and leaned down to kiss her again. Releasing their kiss, she wrapped her arms around him and sighed, making them both smile.

“I picked up breakfast from the Eazy. Fresh Cinnamon Buns.” he offered, gesturing to the bakery box on the kitchen table.

Brightening, she released him and clapped her hands together. “Yes!” she exclaimed, turning her attention to the table, and lifting the bakery box lid, to be met by the most heavenly smell of butter, brown sugar, and cinnamon. Retrieving one, she bit into it and moaned in satisfaction. Cream cheese icing graced her top lip.

Ben let out a little chuckle and shook his head, then wrapped his large arms around her back, cradling her in his warmth. “Your sounds are so crazy sexy!”

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