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Her soft lips feel like heaven, and passion overtakes me as I deepen the kiss, pulling her closer to me. She responds eagerly, her hands running over my shoulders as she matches my intensity.
When we finally break apart, both of us slightly breathless, I look into her eyes. How did I fight this for so long? I have no idea, but I don't think I can fight it any longer.
"Hungry?" I ask, needing to slow things down.
"Starving," she says, grinning.
I open the cooler and pull out our dinner. Fried chicken, biscuits, and all the fixings, just like my mom would make for our picnics.
"This is quite the spread," she says, looking up at me with a grin.
Trying to distract myself from the way she's making me feel, I help her plate her food and watch her take a few bites before I take a bite of my own dinner. But it's no use. The feelings are there and they’re even more intense.
Over dinner, we talk easily without any awkward silences, and I'm noticing how well we fit. Conversation flows from one topic to another. We share interests, but have enough differences that we won't get bored.
We talk about everything under the sun, from our childhood memories to our dreams for the future. I can see it now. Jenna will fit in perfectly here on the ranch, and the thought of picturing her by my side in the future is comforting.
Once we finish eating, we put the food away, leaning against the truck cab with the pillows. Our conversation keeps flowing and we have a nice relaxed vibe going.
As the night wears on, the conversation turns to more serious topics. Jenna tells me about her past relationships, and I find myself getting protective of her. I share the few relationships I've had that never really amounted to anything.
"Why didn't you ever get married?" she asks.
"I never found someone I wanted to share a home with and have in my space all the time. What I want is someone I can build a life with, and I never saw that with anyone," I admit.
When I see the light in her eyes dim, I reach over and take her hand, feeling the electricity between us.
"This weekend has been wonderful, and I really like having you here. As much as this is going to sound like a line, you are the first person I have wanted in my space. I can picture you here on the ranch. Though where I'm having a hard time is understanding how your dad and everyone else fit into the picture."
We sit there for a moment, her hand in mine, taking each other in. Then, before I know what I'm doing, I'm leaning in to kiss her again. This time, I don't hold back. I want her to know exactly how I feel.
Jenna kisses me back, her hands pulling me closer. The heat between us intensifies as I push her back onto the cushions, my body pressing against hers.
I can feel her heart pounding against my chest and the heat between us. Her hands are running through my hair as our kiss sizzles, making me even hotter.
Tearing myself away from her lips, I trail kisses down her jawline to her neck, nipping lightly as I go. Jenna lets out a soft moan, her fingers tightening in my hair as I continue to kiss and nip at her delicate skin. The sound of her pleasure ignites a fire within me, and I gently slide my hand up the back of her dress, tracing circles on her lower back.
Her body trembles beneath my touch, fueling my desire even more. With exquisite attention to detail, I explore every inch of her, my hands roaming over her curves, memorizing the way she feels against me.
"Jenna," I murmur against her skin. "We shouldn't take this any further."
When I try to pull away, her grip on me tightens.
She looks up at me with a mixture of desire and frustration in her eyes. "Why not?" she whispers, her voice filled with longing.
Taking a deep breath, I try to gather my thoughts amidst the overwhelming sensations coursing through my veins. I want her, too, more than anything, but my fear of the unknown is holding me back.
Her fingers gently caress my cheek as she searches my eyes for understanding. "I know we don't regret it," she says, her voice filled with conviction.
As I meet Jenna's gaze, I pause, my heart pounding in my chest. The intensity of her stare cuts through my doubts and insecurities, leaving me raw and exposed. She understands me in ways no one else ever has, and her unwavering belief in us is both terrifying and exhilarating.
Taking a moment to gather my thoughts, I reach out and gently cup her face with my hands. "Jenna," I whisper, my voice laced with a mix of vulnerability and longing, "we both know this is more than just physical attraction. What we have is real, and it scares me because I've never felt anything like this before."
She nods, her eyes filled with understanding. "I feel it, too," she whispers. "But if we're both feeling the same way, why should we hold back? Life is too short to let fear dictate our choices."
Her words resonate deep within me, breaking down the walls that I've built around my heart for far too long.
I lean in, pressing my forehead against hers, our breaths mingling in the cool night air. "You're right," I whisper, my voice filled with a mixture of surrender and determination. "I don't want to let fear hold us back anymore."
