Rason & Eliza - Cee Bowerman Page 0,20

make her uncomfortable.

But I hoped like hell she wanted the same things I did and prayed that she’d be ready soon. I didn’t know how long I could wait before I had to get my lips and hands on her.

5.

“I’ve wanted to kiss you since I was 17 years old.”

Eliza

RASON

“Okay.” Eliza blew out a breath. “We’ll need to come out here early in the morning when the flowers open. By my count, you’ve got six females and seven male plants, so we have quite a bit to work with. I can help. Between the two of us, we should be able to get it all done.”

I watched as she pored over the book she held on her crossed legs just a few feet away from me in the grass off my porch. She was wearing a t-shirt and a long, flowing skirt. Her toes were peeking out from under her skirt since she’d taken off her sandals.

Her head was down, and her brown hair kept falling down over her face. She’d reach up every now and then to tuck the strands behind her ear, and I realized it was an automatic response. She didn’t even realize how often it happened.

“Here.” I took my favorite ball cap off my head and held it out to her. “If you put it on, it will keep your hair out of your face.”

When she looked up at me, she unconsciously tucked her hair behind her ear again, and I thought it was the cutest thing.

She smiled and took the hat from me. “Thanks,”

I watched her adjust it on her head and tuck her hair back along the sides before she looked back down at her book.

“We may need to move the whole operation inside. If we get an early cold snap, you could lose everything. All your hard work and planning will be for nothing.”

“Okay, I’ll get a couple of guys over here in the next few days to help me move it inside. I think the back bedroom will be perfect. It’s on the corner and there are windows on two walls.”

“Good.” Eliza nodded as she flipped a page and kept reading. “Okay, this could be a problem. What do you keep your thermostat set at? Could we block the vents somehow?”

“Eliza,” I whispered. She looked up at me innocently, and I couldn’t resist. I leaned forward and tilted my head before I touched my lips to hers. She made a cute little sound in the back of her throat and then leaned closer so I could deepen the kiss. I put my hand up to wrap around her neck and pulled her even closer to me.

I heard the book thump in the grass next to us as Eliza got up on her knees, her mouth never leaving mine. She moved on her knees toward me and put her hand on my shoulder. When she pushed me back, my other hand went around her waist to pull her with me.

We fell backwards into the soft grass, Eliza’s legs resting on either side of my hips. Our chests were pressed together as she laid on top of my body. The kiss lasted forever, and when Eliza pulled her mouth away from mine, we were both breathing heavily.

“I’ve wanted to kiss you since I was 17 years old.”

“I’m glad it finally happened then.” I smiled up at her, our faces so close that our noses were nearly touching. My hands roamed up and down her back, stopping just short of her ass. I finally ran one hand over her hip to her leg and felt the skirt she had on bunched up at her thigh. I pushed it up so I could feel her skin and heard her gasp. Her eyes closed and she pulled her lips in between her teeth. As if she couldn’t stop herself, she swiveled her hips, grinding her core against my erection.

I pushed my hand up further and reached around to cup her ass, letting my hand slip under her panties so I could feel her soft, bare skin. She swiveled her hips again and then opened her eyes to stare into mine.

“Are we doing this?” I whispered.

Eliza nodded. “We’re definitely doing this.”

“Fuck, yeah,” I murmured as I lifted my head up a fraction and sealed my lips to hers again. I let my other hand roam while we were kissing, moving it up under her t-shirt to unhook her bra. It had been a long time since I’d tried