Breaking away from one another, we take our shoes off and roll up our jeans as far as we can get them. Adam again renders me speechless as we climb up into the big barrel where all the grapes are.
“You do know that neither one of us brought a change of clothes, right?” Adam points out. “There is no way in hell we are getting in my truck with this all over us.”
“What?” I shriek.
“I’m kidding!” he chuckles. “I brought both of us a pair of my sweats, but I won’t complain if they’re way too big for you and you ride home with just the towel wrapped around you.”
“You’re joking right? A towel?”
“No, I am not joking,” he says, laughing one of his deep laughs.
I decide I’m going to play along with his little game.
“Well, since I’m not wearing any panties I should probably stick with wearing your clothes, don’t you think?” I respond coolly.
Just as I think I have beaten him at his own game, he clears his throat and he comes back with, “Well neither am I, so towels it is, then.”
Ugh!
We step into the freezing cold grapes that come all the way up to my knees. I give Adam a light shove and he actually loses his balance on the extremely wet and slippery grapes and falls.
He looks up at me with a shocked expression on his face. “You are so going to get it for doing that.”
I am laughing so hard right now that I don’t even feel him grab my leg and pull. I collapse right on top of him and as we both lay there laughing our asses off inside this big barrel of grapes, he surprises me again. I look down at his handsome face and instantly our moods change from laughter to seriousness. The look he is giving me is so intense and genuine that I can’t help myself. My brain finally catches up and I bend down and devour his mouth in one quick move.
I am giving just as good as I am getting, possibly better because this kiss feels so right and so sensual. It is a toe-curling, tummy spiraling, out of control kiss and I can’t stop. I just want to stay lying here in this pile of grapes forever but we are interrupted by someone clearing their throat from up above.
I am now completely embarrassed and dip my head down onto Adam’s chest as he apologizes for our behavior. No words are spoken between the two of us; he lifts me up and places a quick kiss to the top of my head before we start to stomp on the grapes. In our own barrel the only thing you can hear is the perfect sound of our laughter.
“Hey, Erin?”
As soon as I turn around to respond he smashes a handful of mashed up grapes in my face.
“You did not just do that!” I yell as I try and clean the mess off of my face.
“Oh, I think I did, pretty girl and I don’t think there is anything you can do about it,” he says teasingly.
Well we will just see about that! I turn away from him and take the few steps to the ladder. I’m about to climb up when Adam asks, “Where are you going?”
“I have had enough,” I say as furiously as I can.
“What do you mean, you’ve had enough? Are you mad?”
I have to keep my back to him because if he sees the expression on my face he will know I’m kidding. So I shrug my shoulders and when I feel him come up behind me, I know I have him. So I turn around...he doesn’t even see it coming when I smear the grapes I had hidden in the palm of my hand all over his face. The look on his face has me doubling over with laughter. He’s shocked and I can’t help but laugh.
“You think that’s funny?” he exclaims.
“I do.” I wheeze through my laughter.
“Well, let me show you what isn’t funny.” In one swift move I am cradled in his arms and his mouth is on mine once again. I could get so addicted to this mouth. He is sucking and nibbling and taking what he wants and I am letting him have it. It’s magical in here and for the first time in my life I feel wanted. God, he simply takes my breath away.
Chapter Five
Adam
Even covered in grapes, Erin is the most gorgeous woman I have ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on. The way she looked at me tonight at dinner with her penetrating deep blue eyes almost sent me over the edge along with the way she would talk while twirling her long, blonde hair. I love her hair. Call me crazy but I have dreamt many nights about wrapping my hand around that thick mass. Jesus Christ, just thinking about it had me adjusting my cock so many times during the night that I know once I get home, I am going to have to take matters into my own hands again. That is just what this woman does to me. It’s crazy how the simplest, most innocent things she does stir all these foreign sensations inside of me that I have never felt before.