Just One Kiss (The Dream Catcher Series-Book Two) (19 page)

Lee held out his hand to him. “Thanks Sam, for not being upset about it.”

“Oh, I’m upset but not because you love her, I’m kinda proud of that. Still, I reckon I can’t change your mind. And I reckon if mine was set as hard as yours, I wouldn’t change mine either. I want my sister to be happy, and you make her happy.”

After a long silence, Sam added, “We’re livin’ in your house, a white man’s house. We ain’t your slaves. People gonna talk, then there’s gonna be trouble. I heard my Pa talkin’ once; he said if a man really loves a woman, he does what’s best for her.”

Lee nodded. “He was right. And if my plan don’t work, then I’ll find one that does. I won’t give up until I’ve found a way for us all to be a family.”

Sam nodded slowly, as though the implications lay heavy on his shoulders.

***

Sam had been gone a long time and Lee began to wonder if he was ever coming back with his clothes, but the door opened slowly and there stood Hattie. In the afternoon sun, he could see through the dress she wore, and he gasped. She wasn’t wearing anything under it. Of that he was sure.

Lee couldn’t take his eyes from her.

She didn’t say anything, but turned back to the door, and locked it, then turned around and stared at him. She raised her chin proudly, her lips puckering.

He’d never seen the dress she wore, but he sure liked it. It was a light blue velvet. It dipped low in the front, to show her cleavage, and accented the roundness of her hips.

“I like the dress…”

“Gloria bought it for me, said it was my comin’ out dress.” Hattie smiled. “I wanted to wear it for you.”

He stared, his eyes landing at her cleavage.

“Joe’s tending to the kids,” she said slowly, her eyes finally meeting his with a desire she couldn’t hide. “Sam said he had to go into town. Joe…he said it was time for us to be together. I thought he was right, as I can’t work a day without feeling the heat of wanting you. I need this fire I have for you put out so I can concentrate on my work…” she said lowly as though she might be talking about the weather. “It’ll consume me otherwise.”

Lee stared at her. “Hattie, if we make love…there’ll be no turnin’ back.”

“I’m not lookin’ backwards, I’m lookin’ forward.”

“Are you…sure…” he began and saw her unbuttoning the dress she wore, and coming closer. “I had plans…”

She teared up. “I don’t want to wait a minute longer…I don’t want to plan or think, I simply want you. I’m consumed with thinking about it.”

She looked at his shoulder, then his leg. “Are you up to this? If you’re not, it can’t wait a while longer. Although I don’t know how long…” She smiled sexily, her eyes half closed as though she were already dreaming of their love making.

“I’ve been in this bed too long, but if you join me…it sure would be better…Doc said I needed some exercise.”

She couldn't stop the smile that spread across her face. “We only got the afternoon together. I hope it will be enough time. One afternoon hardly seems long enough for years of pent up frustration. But I got a heap of fire that needs putting out. I got an ache inside me that has to be rid of. It’s an ache for you…” She sighed heavily as she came to stand in front of him, slowly unbuttoning the dress she wore. Then, in a matter of seconds, she stood naked, her eyes pleading for understanding as her hands reached out to touch him.

Her magnificent breasts waved against him, settling against him. He drew breath.

Lee’s eyes traveled her slowly, savoring her. “I’ve wanted to look at you like this for a long time. I’ve imagined how it would be. But I couldn’t begin to imagine the beauty of you, Hattie. You’re everything I want…” He smiled at her now.

“Let’s take that night shirt off. I want to look at you too,” she said, her eyes full of the desire she no longer hid.

He nodded and she helped him lift it off him, her lips grazing his shoulder in the process, her breasts resting against his hot skin, her nipples puckering for the kisses to come.

Hattie gasped. “I ain’t never seen a naked man before.” She raised up so she could look at him, while she propped one knee on the bed beside him.

“So, what do you think?” He smiled at her.

“I think you are down-right pretty, and much bigger than I ever imagined.” Her eyes lowered, becoming large with wonder.

After a long silence, she shook her head. “Well, are you just gonna stare at me, or take me…?”

He laughed. “Staring at you is such a pleasure, Hattie.”

He reached for her with his one hand, and pulled her down to the bed. She didn’t resist. But as he laid her down, he snuggled his face into her breasts, and began to knead and kiss her there. Her nipples puckered for him and he growled, “You have the most tempting breasts I’ve ever seen on a woman. Full and luscious.”

She smiled. “Do I?”

“Hmmm…”

His hand moved down her slowly, touching and caressing her.

Finally, it rested at her love nest as he kissed her gently and inhaled her deeply. “You smell like lilacs…”

“I should, I went and bathed, and I found wildflowers growin’ and mashed them up and bathed with them. Just for you. I wanted this to be special…you and me.”

“What are you doin’?” she whispered, as his hand splayed on her backside, massaging her there. His finger ran over her hips first, circling the long crevice of her backside and then he kissed her, all down her side until he came around her hip, where he parted her legs and kissed her again, this time, his tongue shooting out and laving her there. She squirmed. She was still quivering from his touches and she couldn’t move if she wanted to, it felt too divine for words.

“When you are about to devour a good meal, you savor the sweet smell of it, then you taste it slowly, over your tongue, licking your lips as you go. You, my darling woman, are my meal.”

“And what kind of meal am I?” she asked temptingly, her body stretching provocatively next to his.

“The sweetest…” He sighed.

His tongue swirled inside the crevice and temptingly covered her anus, moving rapidly against her. She sighed and spread herself so he had more room to love her.

“Oh my…” she cried out. “That feels so good.”

He slowly turned her around, and again his fingers moved over her, this time over the mound of soft curly hair, and then gently he parted her legs once more and for a long moment, he just stared at her. “So beautiful…pinks and purples blelnding with almost a rose color skin, that quivers from my touches.,” he whispered against her.

Never in all her life had she dreamt that making love could be like this. When his tongue moved between her legs, she spread herself wide once more, then he dove downward toward the center of her, her head began to swirl, her body reacted like a volcano about to erupt. It felt so divine she thrust her hips toward him so he could have more. He supped her.

“My God, you taste like the heaven I imagined.”

She smiled and grabbed his head, pushing his head down and into her more.

He smiled. “I need and want to taste more of you.”

She suddenly relaxed on the bed, and invited him into her once more as he quickly spread her open to look. “Sometimes I wonder why God made women so beautiful; you distract a man to madness. I’ll imagine you just like this forever.”

Then taking in the hard nub between his teeth and gently flicking it with his tongue he heard her moan. She moved against him, and she spread her legs wide so he could lap her.

She tingled with goose bumps. “Oh, I don’t have words for this…” She sighed.

He smiled into her nest, and his nose, tongue and teeth explored her there. Before long, she climaxed and he sat there lapping the liquid warmth of her. Sniffing her sex.

Just because she climaxed didn’t mean he was through though. He continued to lap her, kissing, nipping, nosing. Building another fire that made her squirm again. Heat radiated, and the aroma of sex permeated the air. She was more tender now, more alert to his every move and hotter than a blaze.

When his tongue shot out to delve into her dark curls again, she began to move against him erotically; wanting to entice him inside her. “Oh my, I never expected it to be so good. My mama, she said you were just supposed to lie down and endure it. She never told me I’d enjoy it so much,” she cried out.

His one arm held her butt tight against him so his mouth could explore her.

She squirmed and moved her legs so they circled his head, pulling him closer to her, offering herself to him as he licked and laved and kissed every inch of her. She climaxed again, shivering against him.

“Oh baby, is this what making love is?” she asked, curling into him when he came up to touch his lips to hers and she tasted herself there.

“It’s the beginning, yes. Hattie. Honey…I know you’re a virgin and the next part will hurt a little, but it’s all a part of it, and I have to make love with you. We’ve gone too far to stop now,” he breathed as his hand went down against her, rubbing her gently as she began moving her hips. “Do you like what I’m doing, my love?”

“Yes…don’t stop…I feel so…good…so desirable in your arms.”

“You are desirable, Hattie. You always have been. I wanted you to climax a time or two before I take you. That will ease the pain and the hotter you are, the better.”

“Don’t strike a match.” She sighed.

“You are so lovely. I’ve never seen a woman I wanted more. You have beautiful curving hips, and a small waist and breasts that a man dreams about sleeping against. From your full luscious breasts, to the round curve of your hips, you’re exactly what a woman should be. You’ve got a powerful body, lady. I want to please you in every way.” He smiled as he kissed her and continued to touch her. “Don’t you know I’ve wanted you since the first time I kissed you?”

“Oh, Lee…”

She spread her legs wide and offered herself up as his love slave. This is one way she wouldn’t mind being a slave: a love slave.

His lips dipped to touch her nipples once more, as her body responded to his every touch.

“You’re nice and wet now. Hattie, look at me…” He pulled her so he could stare into her eyes.

She was lost to a world she’d never experienced. “Yes, my love?”

“I want to make you mine, now…I want to make love with you.”

“Yes…yes, please,” she moaned softly, reaching to kiss his nipple while he leaned over her. He jerked, and she felt his manhood on her belly, hard and ready.

He moved himself over her and guided himself between her legs, his shaft meeting her heat and wetness with a warm welcome. With great care, he parted her dark lipped nest, and eased himself toward her. She was on fire for him as he kept kissing her nipples and looking into her eyes.

“Take me…oh yes…take me,” she cried, moving her hips toward him as he slid inside. He moved slowly, even though she was ready; he knew she would soon feel pain and he braced her for it, by continuing to love her. His lips were never still; his touches were tender.

He was big and when he moved against her sheath, he stopped for a moment. “Hattie…I’ve got to make you mine,” he cried. “Forgive me…for loving you so.”

Then he moved further inside, breaking the barrier as gently as he could, he worked himself into her tightness. His lips sought hers now.

She shook her head. “No baby, I want all of you inside me. Fill me…please fill me with your seeds. I so want your babies.”

“My God…do you know what you are saying?” he asked breathlessly, her words guiding him deeper.

“Yes.” She clawed his back and kissed him. “I want part of you growing inside me.”

With one smooth move, he edged himself onward until she seemed to open up for him, welcoming him inside as her muscles worked with him in a rhythm. She clawed his back, and moaned the pleasure as he waited ‘til her hips began to move. The pain was over in seconds, forgotten as they made love.

“Oh my God, baby, you are so big, I feel you way up here.” She touched the top of her belly and smiled as he continued to touch, kiss and push himself further.

Over and over they climbed toward the peak, each time hotter, each time better, each time soaked with a fine sweat. But he wanted it to last and he brought her to the brink several times before he allowed them both the pleasure of a climax together.

She pushed her breasts up so he could taste them, making him drive harder with a frenzy inside her. Her breasts were so round and full, her nipples so pronounced and wet from his kissing. She cried out the joy that he brought himself as deep inside her as he could.

When she felt him nip her nipples, she enjoyed the wet splaying over her as he filled her so. She groaned, happy that they had become one, and reaching the peak almost at the same moment. It lasted for long dizzying moments, as he kept kissing her and touching her.

Collapsing into each other’s arms, they cuddled for a short while. But his hand was never idle as he touched her, circling the round of her hips, squeezing them against him, kissing the tips of her breasts tenderly, knowing he had made them raw and wanting to love her even more.

He stared at her nipples and smiled. “Look at your breasts, so full, so puckered, reaching for the sky to kiss you. They are raw, but they are so pretty. I could spend a lifetime looking at them.”

She reached to touch his butt cheek and smiled. “That’s nice too. I’ve wanted to touch you there so many times. You have a nice butt.”

“Now you can…” He smiled. “Are you sorry we made love? Do you regret it?”

“Regret has nothing to do with the way I feel. I want you again…all evening. I love that big, long, white shaft filling me.”

“Aren’t you sore?” he asked in amazement.

“Yes, but that don’t stop the wanting…” She smiled.

He massaged her gently, his hand squeezing her here, tasting her there, and sniffing her too.

“What are you doin’?” she asked with a chuckle.

“Well, a woman has a smell about her when she makes love. I want to remember that from now on. I want to taste you, feel your arms around me, your breasts pillowing my head, your dark love nest heating up for me. I love every inch of you, woman.”

“I’m fat.” She chuckled.