“Wait here.” I touched the tip of her nose. “I need to do one more thing.”
She nodded, leaning back against the trunk of the tree. I saw her touch her lips with the tip of one finger, and it was all I could do to scramble back to the truck. I pulled off the tarp and tossed it to the ground, and then I lowered the tailgate and climbed into the truck bed. I pulled out the bag that was tucked in the corner and found the candles and matches. Carefully, I lit each one and placed them around the edge of the truck.
The last thing I did was dig my phone out of my pocket and plug it into the blaster I’d stolen from her that afternoon. I queued up the play list that I’d put together last night and hit play. Country music at just the right volume filled the air.
I jumped off the back and went back to Meghan. “Okay, come on now. We’re all set up.”
She smiled and followed me without asking questions. I liked that about her; she trusted me and wasn’t going to insist on knowing everything I was doing. When she saw the truck bed, piled in quilts and pillows, with the candles giving off a soft glow, her mouth dropped and her hand went to her heart.
“Sam. Oh my God. This is ... it’s beautiful. It’s perfect.” She turned to look up at me, her eyes shining. “You got this all ready for us? When?”
I slid my arm around her side. “I have my ways. Here, let me boost you up.” I held her by the waist and lifted until she was crawling up toward the pillows.
“What’s this?” Meghan poked at the bag on the side.
“Supplies.” I climbed up and joined her. “Bug spray.” I held it up. “Because I don’t want you getting bitten up by anything but me.”
She giggled and reached for it. “Okay, good thinking. What else you got?”
“Protection.” I tossed the strip of condoms onto the pillow.
Meghan raised her eyebrow. “Someone’s optimistic.”
“Hey, preparation is important.” I reached back into the bag. “And I stole Ali’s favorite wine, too. Remind me to replace it, please, or there’ll be hell to pay.”
“Got it. Did you bring cups?”
I shook my head. “No, we’re going old school tonight and drinking it straight from the bottle.”
I loved that she didn’t blink. “Excellent.” She lay back, falling onto the pillows with a soft thud. “Sam, this is amazing. Wine, protections from all the elements, blankets, candlelight, music ...” She looked over at the blaster. “Hey, isn’t that mine?”
“Yeah, I had to liberate it from your room. Sorry.” I lay down next to her.
“That’s okay, it was for a good cause. Though I think this is the first time it’s ever had country music played on it.”
“Then it must be a really happy blaster. Since this is clearly the best music ever.”
Meghan snorted. “Oh, please. Twangy, whining cowboys? Give me my rock bad boys any day.”
“Hey.” I rolled and held myself over her, bracing on my forearms. “Don’t diss my music. Have you ever made love to country?”
Her eyes grew soft, and she sucked in her bottom lip. “I can’t say that I have.”
“Then you’re in for a world-shattering experience.” I lowered my hips until they rested on hers. “Because the songs I put on this play list were chosen just for you. For tonight.”
I let my lips stroke over her mouth, teasing and tempting. She was pliant and eager as her arms reached around my neck. I moved over her lips, waiting until she arched against me before I nudged her to open to my tongue. Stroking the inside of her mouth, I framed her face with my hands and caressed her cheek.
Meghan slipped her hands beneath my shirt and traced the muscles on my back. “Do you know how much I love to touch you? When I watch you work and see your strength ... it just makes me want you.”
I pushed up to my knees and stripped off my shirt. “Now that you’ve told me that, I’m never going to wear a shirt again.”
She ran her hands up my ribs, brushing her palms over my nipples. At her touch, pure lust ran down to my already-stiff cock. I bit her bottom lip softly and sucked it into my mouth before kissing down her neck, stopping at the pulsing vein near the base of her throat to circle my tongue there.
“God, Sam, you feel good.” Meghan lowered her hands to my ass, trying to get me closer to her.
I kissed and licked my way back up to her ear. “I want you naked and screaming under me. I thought we could take this slow, but there’s something about you ... I feel like I’m going to die if I can’t be inside you.”
She moaned, and I fumbled for the hem of her shirt. “Lift up a little, so I can get this off you.”