An Endless Kind of Love (Kinds of Love 3)

They leaned toward each other, gently pressing their lips together. The simple kiss took Bonnie’s breath away and caused goose bumps to pop up on her skin.

For a moment, time stopped. As she sat on Dylan’s lap, with her lips pressed to his, all of her cares flew out the window. It was just her and Dylan and the rain outside. Nothing else existed.

Without pulling her lips away, Bonnie situated herself so that she was straddling over Dylan’s lap. She closed her eyes, letting touch be her only sense. She brought one of her hands up and placed it on his cheek. His beard stubble tickled her fingertips as she gently slid her hand down toward his neck. The smell of his cologne made its way into her nose. It was intoxicating, and she breathed it in, allowing the scent to turn her on.

She felt Dylan’s hands as he placed them on her sides, just above her hips. He held her by her sides, with his strong but comforting grip. She felt safe with him.

Bonnie gently broke the kiss. She could see her own reflection in his eyes. They were both breathing a little harder now. Her lips tingled from the kiss.

Neither of them said a word. They just sat there, gazing at each other as though they were long lost lovers that were finally reunited. To Bonnie, it almost felt like she had known Dylan in a different life. It was as though she was meant to come to that farm and meet him. He was where she was supposed to be.

Bonnie’s hands drifted up his arms, where she savored the feeling of his muscles as they flexed underneath her fingertips. She let herself focus on the feeling. There was no need to rush. She didn’t see the hurry or the need to force anything to happen that didn’t unfold naturally.

She tilted her head, then parted her lips to allow his tongue in a bit further. A soft moan found its way out of her throat but was muffled by their kiss.

Dylan’s breathing became heavier. She could feel his chest rising and falling against her own quick breaths. She could sense his passion and the lust behind his kiss.

He placed his hand on her cheek and then gently cradled her chin between his thumb and forefinger. His touch sent a pleasurable chill through Bonnie, causing her to open her eyes.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered.

She’d heard those words before, but never fully believed them. Dylan was genuine. He said it as though he were stating a simple fact like gravity pulls or the sky is blue. He really believed that Bonnie was beautiful.

It was more than just his words that told her that, though. It was the way he held her like she was precious to him. It was also in his eyes. It was in the way he was looking at her right then. That look said more to her than words ever could.

Dylan dropped his hand back down to her thighs. Then he slowly stood up from the couch, lifting Bonnie up as he did. She wrapped her legs around his waist, keeping her arms draped over his shoulders. She didn’t ask where he was taking her because she didn’t ca

re. As long as she was with him, she wouldn’t have even minded if he’d taken her outside into the middle of the storm.

She leaned in and kissed his neck, breathing in the scent of his cologne once more. She loved the way it smelled. It was masculine and potent. She couldn’t get enough.

Dylan carried her with ease across the living room. His muscular arms cradled her against his body as he made his way through the back door and into the master suite. Anticipation flowed through her.

He carried her to the bedroom and gently laid her on the bed. She relaxed her arms above her head as she sunk into the down comforter. Dylan crawled over the top of her and leaned in. This time, he didn’t bring his lips to hers. Instead, he went right past them and kissed the outside of her neck, just below her ear.

She closed her eyes halfway, overwhelmed by desire. Dylan continued kissing her neck, inching his lips downward toward the top of her shoulder. Meanwhile, her hands drifted up and down his muscular arms, almost as if they had a mind of their own. Her legs were still wrapped around his waist, too, and she was using them to pull Dylan closer to her.

He moved slowly and sensually. There was no aggression in the way he touched her. It was gentle and calm. He moved as though there was no place in the world he would rather be right then. He made Bonnie feel like the center of his attention, which in turn made her feel sexier than she had felt in some time.

She noticed that his breathing had become even heavier and there was a look of lust written across his face. His eyes had dilated a bit, and he clenched his jaw as he gazed at her. He wanted her as much as she wanted him.

“Come here,” she said, placing a hand on his cheek and urging him to lean toward her.

He didn’t hesitate to do as she asked. He leaned in, and two of them kissed again. This time, their tongues collided immediately, twisting into a sensual dance.

The intensity between them increased with each passing second. She began to ache with anticipation and raw desire. She wanted to see and feel more of Dylan. She wanted him to sooth the desperation that now filled her.

She broke the kiss and immediately realized that she was panting now. Her breaths were quick, mimicking the throbbing between her thighs. She wanted this. Even if she couldn’t keep it forever, she wanted this now.

“Never leave, Bonnie,” he whispered, his voice raw.

Bonnie parted her lips to respond, but before she could, Dylan leaned in and kissed her once more. She closed her eyes and enjoyed his touch. Any walls that she had had up, or any hesitations she’d been harboring, were now gone. She was ready and willing to give herself to him in every way.

She dropped her hands down Dylan’s sides, gripping the bottom of his t-shirt. She pulled it up to his chest, then began feeling his bare stomach. The sensation of his muscular abdominal muscles underneath her fingers turned her on. It was like touching a washboard. Every muscle was defined and toned.

Dylan broke the kiss and sat back on his heels to finished pulling his shirt off. Bonnie watched intently as he exposed his upper half. He tossed his shirt carelessly to the floor beside the bed and smiled. Her whole body trembled at his gaze.

Dylan dropped down and began kissing Bonnie’s neck again. This time, her hands went to his back. She felt his flesh as she dragged her fingers downward along his shoulders and to his spine.