Page 29 of Harvest Season in Kentbury
Her back arches beneath me, her breath coming in soft gasps, and I can feel her body clench around me, pulling me in even tighter.“I’ve wanted this too,” she breathes out between moans, her voice shaking.“You’re so deep ...”
I thrust harder, faster, my body pressing against hers, feeling every inch of her trembling beneath me, every moan, every gasp.My hand slides up her thigh, gripping it firmly, pulling her closer as I bury myself deeper, savoring the way she responds to every movement.Her body molds to mine like we were made for this.
“Tell me how much you want this,” I murmur, my voice rough, almost commanding, as I lean down to capture her lips in a searing kiss.Her nails drag down my back, her hips meeting mine with desperate need.
“I want you ...always,” she whispers, her voice a breathy moan, eyes dark with desire as she meets my gaze.“I need you so much, I can’t ...I can’t get enough of you.”
I groan, the sound vibrating through both of us as I lose myself in her, thrusting deeper, harder, feeling her tighten around me.“I’m yours,” I growl into her ear, my control slipping as her body responds to mine.“I’m only yours.”
Her moans grow louder, her body arching beneath me, and I can feel her nearing the edge, pushing me there with her.My hands grip her hips, pulling her down onto me as I thrust one final time, the pleasure building to a peak, our bodies moving in sync.She cries out, her legs tightening around me, and I feel her climax, the way she clenches around me sending me over the edge.I let go, groaning her name as I come, lost in the intensity of it all.
The world feels like it shatters around us as we ride the wave together, gasping for breath, our bodies trembling.As the intensity fades, I stay inside her, unwilling to break the connection just yet.I lean down, brushing my lips against her forehead, tenderly, lovingly, as we both catch our breath.
“I love you,” I murmur, the words slipping out, raw and honest.“I love you more than I’ve ever loved anyone.”
She meets my gaze, her eyes soft, filled with something more than just passion.“I love you too,” she whispers, her voice trembling with emotion.“Always.”
Slowly, I ease out of her, still savoring the closeness, the way her body feels against mine.I don’t want this moment to end, the quiet aftermath where everything feels perfect, like we’ve found something we’ve both been searching for.I press another soft kiss to her lips, content to stay here, tangled together, as long as she’ll have me.
Meadow watches me with a soft, content smile as I help her out of the rest of her clothes, taking my time, my fingers brushing over her skin with reverence.She undoes the buttons on my shirt, sliding it off my shoulders, and we laugh softly at how slow we’re moving now, the urgency replaced by something sweeter, more intimate.
Once we’re both undressed, I guide her gently to the bed, pulling the covers back as we crawl in together.I wrap my arms around her, pulling her close against my chest, and she snuggles into me, her warmth a comfort I didn’t know I needed this badly.
“I’m glad you came back to me, Raffa.Tonight wouldn’t have been the same without you,” she whispers, her voice soft, full of emotion, as she nestles her head against my chest.
I tighten my hold on her, resting my chin on top of her head, breathing her in.“Of course I came back,” I murmur, my heart swelling with the realization of how much she means to me.“I had to come back and be with the girl I love.”
The words spill out naturally, and as soon as they do, I realize how true they are.I love her.It’s not just desire or infatuation—it’s more.It’s the way she’s grounded me, how she’s made me see things differently.Made me want something more than just success and survival.
Meadow pulls back just enough to look up at me, her eyes shining with something that looks like hope, maybe even love.She doesn’t say anything, just smiles softly and presses a kiss to my chest before settling back into my arms.
As I hold her, I can’t help but think about how everything’s changing.Meadow’s about to start a new chapter in her life with the gallery, and I want to be there for it.I want to be part of her new beginning, and hell, maybe I’m ready for my own new beginning too.
With her.
In Kentbury.
Epilogue
Meadow
We’re in the car,driving toward Harris Orchard and the Pumpkin Festival, and I can’t stop thinking about last night.Not once, but several times, we made love—and each time, we said “I love you,” like it was the most natural thing in the world.Maybe it’s too fast.Maybe we’re barreling toward something, skipping steps we’re supposed to take.But somehow, it feels just right, like we’re exactly where we need to be.
I glance over at Raffa, his hands steady on the wheel, his eyes focused on the road ahead.There’s a calmness to him this morning that wasn’t there before.Like the air between us has shifted, lighter somehow, despite the weight of everything we’ve said.I feel a warmth bloom in my chest, and I bite back a smile, remembering how he whispered my name in the quiet of the night.
He catches me staring and raises an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.“You thinking about last night again?”His voice is low, teasing.
I flush, turning to look out the window.“Maybe.You?”
“Maybe,” he echoes, that same playful tone in his voice.His hand slips off the wheel to find mine, our fingers lacing together effortlessly.“It feels good, doesn’t it?Us.”
I nod, my heart doing a little flip.It’s not just good.It feels ...perfect.
By the time we pull into the lot across from the festival, I’m feeling more grounded, though the memory of last night still lingers like a delicious secret between us.We find a parking spot easily, and as we walk hand in hand toward the entrance, I spot his siblings and grandmother waiting for us near the gate.Genie, his sister, spots us first, her face lighting up with that all-too-familiar knowing look.
“Well, well,” she says, crossing her arms with a smirk.“Look who decided to join the land of the living.”
Before I can respond, Genie moves to wrap Raffa in a big hug, almost lifting him off the ground with her enthusiasm.I laugh, watching as he half-hugs her back, looking a little embarrassed but fondly all the same.
