Chapter Fourteen
Briar didn't move into the cottage with her. He was busy with his work the whole day. In the evening when Ivory left, Alexia started preparing dinner. She planned a one dish dinner, Tex-mex chicken with black beans and rice. So quickly chopping the tomatoes, she combined the tomatoes, condensed cream of chicken soup, onion, chiles and taco seasoning and poured it over the chicken and left it to cook. In the meantime, she prepared the rice and mixed it with the beans.
The doorbell rang and she went to answer. There stood Briar with a smile on his face. "What's cooking, love?" He asked, smelling the aroma of fresh food.
"Tex-mex chicken with black beans and rice," she said as he closed the door and locked it.
"You're looking yummier," he said, winking at her.
"Same as you," it escaped before she could stop herself. Why did she have to say it aloud? She put her hand over her mouth to stop herself and went towards the kitchen.
He laughed loudly," So, I'm yummy, huh?" He said as she blushed and escaped. He followed her to the kitchen watching her serve the dinner in two plates. She took the food to the table and said with an embarrassed smile,"Let's eat now."
"Ok, and then?" He asked, placing a forkful in his mouth.
"Then we wash the dishes," she said with a smile as they ate together. She knew where he was heading to, but she wanted to play a little too.
"And then?" He asked.
"Then nothing, we sleep," she said as he grinned.
"You think I'll let you so soon?" He asked as she blushed. It was all she dreamt about ever since Ivory's wedding day.
He was on fire. All he could think of was her. He wanted to make mad love to her again and again. He had become a horny teenager and he couldn't help himself.
Seeing her in the red dress already had him aroused. The thin spaghetti straps dress clung to her figure like a second skin, leaving her exposed creamy shoulders, neck and cleavage for him to feast his eyes upon. Her every move made him groan with an aching need.
They finished dinner and Alexia picked up the plates and went to the kitchen. She came back to the table to clean. Briar caught her hand and pulled her onto his lap. She gasped in surprise. His hand went to her exposed thighs, caressing the smooth, creamy skin. She could feel his hard arousal poking into her. Her whole body throbbed with deep intensity. His hungry mouth claimed hers in a heated, passionate kiss, parting her lips with his tongue and plunging it inside. His hot tongue drove her crazy as did his roaming hand.
He touched her inner thighs and upwards as his mouth tugged the loose straps. They fell off her shoulders exposing her bare, creamy, perky breasts ready to be devoured. His hungry mouth claimed them one by one, as his fingers pulled her panties down and away and touched her wet core. She gasped and moaned. He stood up with her and the open dress fell to the floor, leaving her totally naked for his eyes to devour.
He picked her up in his arms and went to the bedroom. He gently lay her down and kissed her mouth hungrily. He had lost it, he knew. His mouth kissed her all the way down from her breasts, to her abdomen to her wet wet core. He sucked and kissed the folds, till she lost it and had her first orgasm. They made love many times the whole night, not getting enough of each other. This time Briar slept with her in his arms. He didn't leave.
The next morning after a hot, love making session in the shower, they went to the kitchen for coffee. Last night's unwashed dishes stared at them from the kitchen sink. The dirty dining table needed extra scrubbing to make it spotless. While Alexia piled the rinsed dishes into the dishwasher and prepared breakfast, Briar scrubbed and cleaned the table.
"We should have completed this before jumping into the bed," he said, trying to clean the tough stains.
"You couldn't wait, mister. It's your fault. So keep cleaning," she said grinning and sticking her tongue out at him.
"Just you wait till I get hold of you again. I'll devour that delicious mouth as well as that hot tongue," he said grinning too.
After breakfast, they went to the office together. He updated her about their construction business accounts as well as the ranch accounts work. He gave her the work that he needed to be done and left to do his ranch work.
The whole morning she was busy with the work Briar had given her. She wanted to do it to perfection and make him proud. Around twelve noon, she stood at the door to the office room, stretching her stiff muscles, when two ranch hands started running past her, in panic.
She stopped one of them,"Will, what happened?" she asked in confusion.
"Master Briar fell from the new horse," he said, running past her towards the training pen.
Her world crashed around her as she panicked. She ran in the direction of the training pen, praying to God to save her Briar, her only love. Oh God, she couldn't live without him. What would she do if anything happened to him?
Tears streaming down her cheeks, she reached the circular training pen. Blade and Brody were kneeling in one place, with grave faces looking down. There, lying before them was Briar. The ranch hands were trying to revive him. Was he unconscious? She ran the last few stretches, trying to reach as fast as her legs would carry her.
She fell to her knees beside Briar, her heart clenching at his closed eyes. She sat slumped to the floor and picked his head on her lap.
"Wake up, Briar. You've got to wake up. You know I love you so much. You know I can't live without you. Briar, please wake up," she sobbed as tears fell all over his face.
