“It’s not too bad. There’s still that little issue of me spanking your ass red though.” She giggles against my chest.
“I can’t wait till that happens. The best part is, you think it might be punishment, but I guarantee you it’s not. The thought of it only makes me want it more, you know.” Her voice is muffled against my chest, but I hear her loud and clear.
“Good to know, Eve. Really good to know. How about we eat, then you lead me to the generator, I’ll get it back-fed to the panel, and we’ll turn things on as we need them?”
“We can do that, but that last part is total gibberish to me, so carry on.” I bend down, my lips finding hers, taking a kiss from her before we really start our day.
“I’ll get us ready. Come on, temptress, let’s eat.”
“Alright, if we must,” she grumbles, but does it with a smile. I can’t help but think I’d love nothing more than to eat her, but food will do for now.
Ten
Eve
“I swear the cord is in here somewhere,” I tell Tyson as I move around the garage. He’s already found the generator and gas cans that my dad filled for me at the beginning of the month. The only thing I didn’t have any idea of where it was, is the blasted cord.
“Get your ass in the house, woman, before you get frostbite on your tits and ass.” He catered to me prancing around in here the entire time. Tyson knew my game before the fun even started. Instead, I lean up on the tips of my toes, reaching for something that may or may not house this cord we’re looking for. My fun stops when I feel two hands slap the undersides of my cheeks. “Oh God,” I moan out. The truth of the matter is, I’ve been aching for him since breakfast.
“Not gonna tell you again. I know you want me. I also know you need a bath. I can see how tender your pussy is from the show you’re giving me. And I found the cord already.” He squeezes the globes of my cheeks, soft at first, then a bit harder, and I let out a purr.
“Fine, but will you at least get in with me?” I spin around. Tyson’s hands move from my ass to my hips, taking his flannel shirt I’m wearing with him. My bottom half is on full display for him. He could be looking at that more than anything. Instead, he’s gazing into my eyes. Tyson is everything a girl could ever dream of having, and I’m the one he chose.
“I might be able to work something out with that. Now, get inside and get the fire roaring. That way, we’re not using all of our gas for everything. We’ll more than likely be sleeping in the living room tonight to keep warm. It won’t take long to get this going. You can make a pallet for us, maybe warm up the leftover stew for lunch, or if you have anything that’ll be easy to heat up for dinner. The way the clouds are starting to build, it may not hit tonight; it’ll probably be sooner.” Tyson’s lips meet mine when he’s done talking and not so much telling but stating what I know needs to get done. I savor his flavor on my tongue, knowing full well he’s not going to give me what we both need and want until everything is set up. Still, I hook my arms around his shoulders, my leg over his hip, trying to get him to give in to temptation.
“Sweetheart, you’re enough of a siren to have me taking you out here in the cold, but, Eve, it’s not happening.” Tyson steps away, his warmth leaving me.
“Fine.” I cross my arms over my breasts. My nipples are hard and aroused. I swear one sweep of his tongue across them, and I’d be coming like a hairpin trigger.
“You know it’s not because I don’t want to. Go start the bath, there should be some hot water in the tank. Then I’ll be inside to help you in any way possible.”
“I’ll be holding you to it.” I leave him reluctantly. Before heading to the bathroom though, I grab the blankets and pillows we will need for tonight before the sun sets faster with the impending storm. I throw everything on the couch, stopping when I hear Tyson cuss before the generator kicks in, and that’s when I make tracks to the bathroom. I really hope he does join me in the tub. If not, maybe I’ll convince him to take a shower while I’m soaking. The best part about this place is that there’s a huge garden tub plus a free standing shower. Today it might just come in handy.
Eleven
Tyson
After I got the generator fired up and the electrical panel back-fed, it was enough to turn a few things on at once. Two of them being the well and the hot water heater. By the time I walked into the house, my Eve was already in the tub. She tried to sway me with those soulful eyes of hers to join her in the tub. I knew full well there was no way the two of us would fit, not with my six-foot-four-inch frame, even with it being an oversized tub. It did give me an idea of what I want to do at the farm when she’s with me full time.
My thoughts were lost on what I was going to do when my Eve decided to surprise me in the shower, not that I complained, not at all. Especially when she dropped to her knees in front of me, hair slicked back from her bath, body glistening with water raining down her body. Eve’s hands traveled from my thighs all the way to my hard cock, both hands stroking my length up and down, those eyes of hers never leaving mine, even when her mouth engulfed my length. This woman must have been brought to me by angels. Not only is she everything I’ve ever wanted, my woman had no problem sucking me down all the way to the back of her throat without gagging. The sensation was unreal and had me coming in what seemed like moments later. That didn’t stop me from picking her up after I got mine. This time, I used my mouth on her; her pussy was still red and swollen, so there was no way she was taking my cock, but she sure took my tongue.
Now, we’re lying on the pallet she made on the floor, so many blankets I don’t even know where she found them, along with pillows and throw pillows. We did away with clothes, not that she’d be needing them very much, anyway. Even though I told Eve it wouldn’t be happening for a while, there’s no way I can take much more without sinking inside her cunt.
Her head is on my chest while I’m playing with the damp tendrils, running my fingers through her long hair. We’re talking, but it’s not about much, just this and that. What our future plans look like, how many kids we’d like. She’d have four or five; I’d like two or three. Running a Christmas tree farm is a full-time job, even during the summer. Not to mention, Eve mentioned she’d like to maintain her job as the town librarian.
“So, you’re good with three, then?” Eve asks.
“I’m good with whatever your body can handle. I’m a big man, Eve, our children could be like me. It might make it hard for you to carry them full term. My mom had that issue. She swore after me, she was done. Though, she was in labor for twenty-two hours, so that could have had something to do with it. You want three, though, so we’ll start with three, and if we feel we can add more to our broad, then we will. How does that sound?” I counter. Eve’s head tips up to look at my face.
“That sounds perfect, absolutely perfect.” I kiss her lips, not quite ready to take this further. I want to get to know her even more than I already do. Shit, practically stalking her isn’t fully knowing Eve.