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“Let me bandage you up, princess,” he says, dragging a first aid kit out of a cabinet.
Campbell sets it on the counter next to my hip, opening the lid. I watch as he digs through the tubes and bandages, finally pulling out some Neosporin and band-aids. His hands are strong, with callouses on his fingers and palms. They may look rough, but they’re gentle as they tend to my wounds. Old scars dot the back of his hands and wrists and I stare at them as he cleans me up.
While Campbell focuses on taking care of my cuts, I take the opportunity to study him. He’s much like I remember. Tall, at least a foot taller than me, and wide. He’s got more muscles than I’ve ever seen on anyone. His face is tanned and his jaw is covered in a short beard. That’s new but I already love it. It makes him look even more manly.
His eyes flick up to mine and I take a moment to admire their color. They’re blue, like mine, but his are darker with a copper ring circling the pupil. We stare at each other for a minute and I watch as his thick tongue comes out and licks his full bottom lip. He leans into me and I hold my breath.
He’s going to kiss me again. I wonder what his beard will feel like. Will it be rough? Or will it tickle?
I lean closer to him, feeling his warm breath as it fans over my face. His eyes are focused on my lips. I lean closer still, trying to leverage myself further up on the counter. He steps between my legs and I spread my thighs wide to accommodate his size. I wrap my legs around his waist, hissing as his jeans brush against a cut on my foot.
Campbell pulls back immediately, gently taking my foot in his hands. “Sorry, princess. I got distracted. Let me finish taking care of you.”
“It’s ok. I liked you getting distracted,” I admit shyly.
“Me too,” he says under his breath.
His finger brushes along my foot and I giggle as it tickles, trying to pull my foot away. Campbell smiles up at me, grabbing my ankle tightly and bringing my foot back to him. He tickles my foot for a minute and I giggle and squirm on the countertop. My legs open wider as my dress scrunches up around my hips and Campbell’s eyes darken as they lock between my legs.
Tingles start at my center and I let my legs fall open wider. Campbell is the only one who’s ever made me feel like this. I used to get tingles between my legs when we were younger and he would hold my hand or kiss me but this feels different. Maybe because there isn’t a fence separating us anymore.
I know I should cover up but I’m addicted to the way that Campbell is staring down at me. His hands move to my knees and he snaps my legs closed. The action just causes the tingles in my center to increase and I moan as I try to scoot closer to him on the counter.
“That feels good,” I sigh.
“Salem,” Campbell groans as his hands trace higher up my thighs.
My hands grip onto his shoulders as I try to work my hips closer to him. I lift a hand and trail it along his beard. “I like this,” I say, my fingers caressing it. I smile as the wiry hairs tickle my palms. “It tickles,” I laugh as I continue to rub it across my palms. “Will it tickle me everywhere?”
He groans long and low, screwing his eyes shut. His hands tighten on my legs and my dress rides up higher. I can feel the cold counter on my bare bottom and I moan at the different sensations. Campbell is making me so hot. I can feel my wetness dripping out of me to pool on the vanity beneath me.
“Do you want to find out, princess?” he asks huskily.
I nod and Campbell drops to his knees in front of me. He pulls my hips all the way to the edge of the counter before he leans forward and his hot breath washes over my sensitized skin as he takes a deep breath. He leans closer and I feel the delicious scratch of his beard right before his warm wet tongue parts my delicate flesh.
He takes long, slow licks up my center as I lean back on the sink. I’ve been fantasizing about Campbell touching me like this for years but this is better than anything I could have imagined. I moan as he eats at me, gasping when he licks a special spot between my legs. It feels like he’s plugged me into an electrical socket and he licks and sucks at the same spot over and over. My hips rock against his face and the hairs of his beard scrape along my sensitive flesh. He licks and sucks my pussy until the tingles get too much and I can’t hold them back anymore. I go off like a firework, collapsing back against the mirror as he licks me until I come back down. I close my eyes, trying to calm my heart and slow my breathing.
Campbell stands and lifts me into his arms. I rest my head against his shoulder and yawn as he carries me from the bathroom. My eyes grow heavy and I close them, just for a minute, as he lays me down on a bed. I can smell Campbell’s scent all around me and I start to drift off as he pulls a blanket over me.
“Sleep, princess,” he whispers against my forehead.
ChapterFour
Campbell
I tuck Salem in before I head back into the bathroom. I hate to wash her scent off of me but I’m dirty from working the farm all day and I desperately need a shower. I take one final lick of my lips, trying to get the last of her taste from them before I strip off my clothes and turn the water on. Cranking the hot water, I step under the spray. I soap and rinse off quickly, tugging on some new boxers before I brush my teeth.
My home is a simple farmhouse, like most houses in this area. It’s settled on the south side of my two-hundred-acre farm, a white one-story with a black roof and a wrap-around porch.
There’s also a bunkhouse several yards from the main house where my men sleep. The bunkhouse is set up in much the same way as my home, with a kitchen and a bathroom, and additional rooms with built-in bunk beds. All of my single workers live in the bunkhouse, while the married ones live nearby or in town with their families.
Our barns are set up in a half-circle past the bunkhouse and beyond that are the corrals and fenced-in fields. My farm is the largest in town, providing milk and meat to most people in the area. The town isn’t large but I employ most of the people around here. It’s one of those places where everyone pretty much knows everyone else.
This house belonged to my parents but they left it to me a couple of months ago, along with the farm, when they retired and headed south. They realized that I wasn’t going to leave unless I had the girl next door with me. I avoided parties and after school activities in high school because they would have interfered with our nightly walks. Then, I delayed college because that would have taken me even further from her.
Salem keeps talking about leaving but I can’t let that happen. I knew from the moment I first saw her that she was meant to be mine. I can’t even imagine what will happen if her father finds her again.
I head back into my bedroom and see Salem still curled up on her side. She’s laying in the center of the bed with her damp hair fanned out across the pillow. Glancing at the clock, I see that it’s after midnight. I have to be up in less than five hours and I already know that I’m going to be dragging tomorrow. I slip into bed beside Salem, pulling her into my arms and think about how she’s worth a thousand sleepless nights.
