Midnight Roots (Silver Creek Ranch)

Chapter Twenty-Three

Dillon

I slide off the table shakily, and Heston bends down to grab my underwear. He tucks it in his back pocket with a smile, and I grin sheepishly.

"How about that tour?" he asks, reaching for my hand.

"I don't know if I can walk," I say, only half joking.

"Do you need a moment?" he asks.

"Maybe another beer," I say with a smile.

He lets go of my hand and grabs a beer from the fridge, cracking it open for me and handing it to me. I take a deep sip, my legs still shaking.

"So this is the kitchen," he jokes, motioning around. I look around properly for the first time. It's a rustic kitchen with a lot of antiques and solid-built cupboards. The cupboards are a deep oak, and the walls are painted blue.

He takes my hand and leads me into the hallway. "This is the hallway. It goes around in a U shape."

We walk down it as he explains. "This is the living room, dining room, and entertainment room. Then we go upstairs."

He puts his hand on the small of my back, the way I like him too.

He leads me upstairs and onto the landing. "This is the guest bathroom, and next to that is the guest bedroom." I peek in and smile. "Then over here is the main bedroom with an en-suite bathroom."

I walk in, and the first thing I notice is the flowers on the bed. I set my beer on the bedside table and scoop them up. "Are these for me?"

"Yeah, I picked them out of the garden," he comments.

"No one's ever done that for me," I say, looking at him with a wide smile. My bag is beside the bed, and I peek into the bathroom. "You know, that shower is nice and big."

"Is it? I hadn't noticed," he looks into the bathroom.

I smile and set the flowers down. "Maybe you can show me how it works?"

He grins and smiles. I walk toward the shower, kick off my shoes, and pull off my socks. Then I pull my dress over my head and drop it to the floor. He is watching me intently as though he is memorizing my every move. I reach behind me and unclasp my bra. I drop it to the floor as well. "Your turn," I say .

He smiles and unbuttons his shirt, pulling it off and dropping it to the floor. He undoes his jeans slowly and lets them fall, kicking his shoes off at the same time. He takes off his socks, and he's left standing in his tented boxers. I smile and walk up to the shower. "Are you going to show me?"

"Yes," he murmurs, pushing his boxers down to free his erection and following me. I climb into the shower, and he reaches in and turns the hot water on.

"How do you like it?"

"Very hot," I comment.

He steps into the shower with me and shuts the door. He leans down and kisses me passionately. I reach down and stroke his cock. He groans into my mouth, and then I break the kiss and start to kiss down his neck and his chest as the water cascades over us .

I sink to my knees in front of him and continue to stroke him. He strokes my hair gently before I envelop him in my mouth. I bob my head up and down as I suck on his dick. I can taste his precum on my tongue.

He groans and grips my hair, moving his hips with my motions. I suck on the head of his erection as I stroke his length. He moans out my name and pumps his hips into my hand and mouth. He moves faster, and I can tell he's close when he suddenly stops me.

"Up," he says, and I pull off him, standing up.

"Turn around," he orders me. I smile and turn around. It's sexy when he's bossy. "Bend over."

I bend over, propping myself up against the wall.

He bends as well and pushes into me without warning. I gasp out .

He reaches around me and massages my breasts, toying with my nipples as he starts to move his hips.

I move with him. It's more sensual this time. He's still thrusting hard, but we're moving together. He bites into my shoulder and then kisses it. He’s kissing my neck and nipping the skin as we move.

His one hand does its job and drops between my legs, searching for my clit. When he finds it, he starts to finger it with two fingers. He knows what works for me, and he's not going to stop until I orgasm. I flatten my hands against the wall, bracing myself better. I move my hips faster, and he matches my pace. I groan out, and he murmurs my name. "Dillon."

I moan louder. "Say it again."

"Dillon."

"Heston," I groan .

He fingers me faster. His hips are now moving as fast as I think he can make them go. I can feel my orgasm building, and after going at it like rabbits for a few minutes, an orgasm tears through me, and I clench around his cock. He continues to move. He continues to finger me.

He then pushes deep inside of me and ejaculates, and I rest against the wall.

"This gets better each time," he chuckles, kissing my shoulder. He pulls out of me and steps away. I rinse off and smile, turning around to kiss him.

"I'm going to wash off, and then I'll meet you outside on the porch," he says. "We can finish our beers under the starlight."

"Sounds magical," I say, kissing him again. I get out and pick up a towel. I dry myself off and slip back into my dress sans underwear. I pick up my beer .

I head downstairs barefoot, and I already feel comfortable and at home. I go out onto the porch and look around. There are a few lights on, one above a barn and another above what looks like a stable. In the distance, I can hear cattle mooing. I can't wait to see them in the morning. I bet they're really cute. I love cows.

I sip my beer, and a building catches my interest. It's smaller than all the other buildings, but its placement is as though it's almost hidden. I look behind me into the house, and I can't help but feel curious. I wonder what's kept in there. It seems like there's a window. I walk off the porch and toward the small building, leaving my beer on the table. I peek in through the window and try to see what's inside, but it's completely dark. I move to the door, but there's a large padlock on it. Maybe I shouldn't be nosy. Heston probably locks this little building for a reason, and he might not appreciate me poking around.

I hear something inside the building, and I wonder what kind of animal makes a noise like that. I press my ear against the door and don't hear anything further, so I go back to the porch and sit down.