Never Been Kissed

Thunder booms throughout the house. I jump, landing half on top of Davis. He catches me.

“I guess it’s for the best that you don’t have a woman,” I mumble. I can’t seem to stop throwing myself at him. And he can't seem to stop catching me.4DavisI sit in my kitchen watching PJ as she moves around. Once she saw my kitchen she decided to make the pizza herself from scratch. I’m not much of a cook, but I keep the kitchen stocked when I’m home, knowing I can’t just run to get something in the middle of the night if I need it.

That’s the thing about living out here: you always need to be prepared. You don’t have the luxuries that you have in the bigger cities. But that’s also what makes this life so special. In exchange you get to enjoy nature and peace.

“What do you want on your pizza?” She turns to look at me. I know she catches me staring at her perfect ass. I bring my eyes up to meet hers. I can see the need there. I adjust my hard cock. It’s been that way the entire time that she’s been flitting around my kitchen. Each time she bends over, I have the urge to take her. She licks her lips, not helping my current situation. But my little kitten isn’t ready yet. I’ll have to be patient. I’m going to get her used to me. Show her I’m not going to do anything unless she wants me to.

She flinches when another round of thunder shakes the house. I want to go outside and beat the shit out of the storm, but I know that’s not possible. I also know that if it stops, there’s a high likelihood that my little kitten will want to leave. So I’m torn on whether or not I really want it to. She has relaxed some. I wonder if it’s the comfort of knowing she can go downstairs at any time.

“Anything is fine.”

“So veggie?” Her full plump lips fight a smile. I’ve never paid much attention to someone’s lips before. Unless I was reading them. Hers I can’t stop watching. I can feel them on my neck still like a brand. She’s marked me and now I’m hers. That’s more than fine by me.

“If that is what you want to make me.”

“You want a meat lover’s, don’t you? Just admit it.” I want to put her on the counter and eat her but I’m guessing that’s not an option. I’d take my time savoring every lick I got of her.

“What are you having?”

“Meat lovers with extra cheese.”

“I’ll have the same.” She nods, going back to chopping up the toppings and then putting parmesan on the crust. She hums to herself as she does it. I could get used to this. It’s a whole lot better than anything else I’ve ever watched. Something settles inside of me. She brings a peace to me that I hadn’t realized I’d been searching for.

“What is it that you do, Davis?” She peeks at me over her shoulder. Her dark green eyes are surrounded by thick lashes. I swear they look directly into my soul. Never in my life have I felt so connected to someone before her.

“I own a farm.” It’s one of a few things I do. It also makes a very good cover for other things. I don’t do much of the farming anymore. At one time, it was all I did. Now I have hands that help me and a foreman that oversees most everything here just in case. I could up and leave at any moment. I never know when I’m going to get a call. I devoted myself to a cause and when I commit, I never back down, no matter what.

“This place is mighty nice for only owning a farm.” She pulls open the double doors of the oven that’s mounted into the wall, putting each of our pizzas inside before setting a timer. I’ve never understood why someone would need two ovens when the builder put them in, but I went with it because I didn't really give a shit. Now, I understand it. “Not going to lie. I didn't know farmers made this kind of money. You just do crop or cattle too?” No, farmers don’t make the kind of money I do, but I don't do anything for money.

“I’m mainly cattle, but I plant feed corn too.” She walks over to the fridge, pulling herself out a bottle of water. I’m enjoying that she’s making herself right at home. “I’ve got oil too. Not that I mess with that. Jameson handles it for me.” Then he cuts me a check. When he struck black gold he’d found it for both of us.

I didn't feel like tangling with it. I wasn't going to do anything about it until he said he'd handle it, so I let him. That world was one I didn’t want any part of. Now, I take my checks and call it a day.