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The sunset was a mix of gorgeous colors as I walked to the road to hang the new sign for the farm. It was brightly colored, just as it used to be.
I found Cain in the main barn. He’d been slowly reorganizing it for more farming use since I kept having a lot of ideas about things to do when I had the time. I didn’t want to stop at just more fields of strawberries. I wanted blueberries, raspberries, and fields of flowers for people to visit. All of my marketing experience would finally get put to good use.
“It’s done!” I announced. “We’re ready to open next week. As long as the berries cooperate, of course.”
“You’re not as covered in paint as I expected you to be.”
“I’m great with a paintbrush,” I said with an eyeroll. “And I’ll be even better once we add more stuff.”
Cain sighed. “You’ll never stop, will you?”
“What, making the farm better?”
“Challenging me,” he replied as he put down the pile of tools he was holding and walked over to place his hands on my hips. “Driving me up a wall.”
“What did I do now? I was on my best behavior today. I couldn’t have made you mad.”
His lips came close to my ear. “Notthatkind of driving me up the wall.”
My skin heated. We slept next to each other every night, and most of Cain’s clothes were in my room. Some of those nights, we were intimate. Unless I had exhausted myself and I’d passed out the second my head hit the pillow.
That had been the norm lately.
But I never stopped wanting Cain. And at this point, I wasn’t sure I ever would.
“Tonight, I’ll make sure I drive you up the wall in the way you want then,” I whispered. “We only have a few hours.”
“Fuck waiting. We could do itrighthere.”
“But Eric could?—”
“Kerry picked Eric up to let him play with Tommy. I don’t have to go pick him up for an hour.”
His hand went to my jaw as he pulled me in for a kiss. In the back of my mind, I was so proud of him for how far he’d come. How he’d not only let Eric have time with his friend, but also trusted Kerry to watch his child.
But then his tongue slid across my bottom lip, and I didn’t have any more thoughts.
I wasn’t sure how it happened, but suddenly, I was on one of the tables. It had once been filled with tools, but space had been made,and Cain was in between my legs. I hooked my ankles around his back, trapping him against my body.
The sun sank in the sky and the light coming in from the open barn door barely illuminated us. Cain’s hand deftly unbuttoned the top of my flannel and slid behind the fabric of my bra to palm my breast.
“Look at you,” he hummed as his mouth moved from my cheek to my jaw, every word punctuated with a brush of his lips. “You’re beautiful like this.”
“L-like what?”
“Getting touched in a barn.”
My eyes closed. I didn’t give a shit where we were, but maybe I should have. I didn’t know how he was able to do it, but whenever he was this close with his mouth on me, I was able to forget about everything that worried me.
“We can go back to the house.”
“Absolutely fucking not.” His teeth nipped at the delicate skin of my neck. “We’re doing this right here. Right now.”
“Fuck yes.” The words tumbled out of me as I opened my legs wider for him.
The sun disappeared behind the horizon as he peeled off every layer of my clothes. My flannel was first, tossed somewhere in the barn. My paint-splattered jeans followed, and then my underwear.
His fingers went to my clit, slowly circling it. The feeling was incredible, but I knew I had to have more.