Photo by Gem The Outlaw Disarmed “Joe, we
can’t!” He was unbuttoning my
dress and I was feeling faint at the mere brush of his fingertips
against my skin. “Ah now Kate lass,
of course we can. Who’s here to stop us?” His hands found my
breasts, thumbs brushing over nipples and I was lost but with the last
thread of my sanity I tried again. “But… what
if someone comes?” “I don’t
think your friend Constable Kennedy has taken to inspecting all the
barns in the Woolshed yet, and I really don’t see anyone else
having any business here at this time of day…” His lips
were on mine and I couldn’t do anything but surrender. My fingers
seemed to have developed a mind of their own, pulling at his shirt and
undoing buttons at the same time. “Don’t worry
lass, we’ll be quite safe and undisturbed here.” “Joe…” He took a nipple in his
mouth and I buried my fingers in his hair and looked down at the
sun-browned shoulders and strong arms. His thumbs were drawing tender
circles on my skin, making it tingle. “I missed
you,” he was speaking against my breast while his hands moved up
my legs, his thumbs on the inside of my thighs. I held my breath,
waiting for his reaction when he realised there was nothing in his way. “Jesus Kate! What
ever happened to yer underwear?!?” For a moment I
couldn’t answer as the first touch of his thumb took my breath
away, and then I managed to gasp: “I thought… in case we
have to make a quick getaway… one less thing to worry
about…” The sound of his
laughter filled the hay-scented air and then he kissed me hard on the
mouth, his fingers working away all the while. “Spoken like an
outlaw’s girlfriend! I appreciate the thought Kate, but I’m
still planning to take me time…” And he did. With
practised and unhurried ease his fingers gave me such pleasure that I
was writhing against his hand, biting my lip to keep from crying out,
and he was watching me, savouring every moment of it with me. “Joe…” It took me a moment to
focus again, and he pulled me into his arms and held me against him. “My beautiful
lass… You know what it means to me that you’re here,
don’t you?” The blue of his eyes was
like the sky and I felt like I was falling even though his arms were
tight around me. He kissed me and I closed my eyes. He was pulling the
pins from my hair and it fell around us when he lay down and pulled me
on top of him. “Love me,
Kate.” A long, tender kiss and
then his hands were on my hips as he gently pushed me to sit up. And at
long last we were joined again. My hands on his chest, I was moving
against him and he was talking to me softly, telling me how good I was
making him feel. My eyes never left his face, I loved watching the way
he furrowed his brow in concentration, the way he looked down to see
himself, and the way he was trying to hold on for just a moment longer,
his eyes squeezed shut and the head pushed back. And then he opened his
eyes and lifted his head to suck in a nipple and the feel of his mouth
combined with the feel of him deep inside me was all that I needed.
Shaking, I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him against me as tight
as I could, and finally he let himself go too, burying his head in my
hair against my shoulder and for a fleeting moment we were one. Afterwards we lay there
on the blanket, his fingers combing through my hair, my cheek against
his chest, his steady heartbeat reassuring in my ear. Through the open
doorway I could see dusk falling and hear the cicadas start their
evening chorus. “It’s such a
lovely night, what do you say we go for a swim in the creek,
lass?” It seemed silly to get
dressed only to get undressed again straight away we decided, and it
wasn’t likely anyone would be around to see us anyway, so we
bundled up our things in the blanket and stepped outside into the
gathering darkness, naked. It all felt slightly unreal, almost like a
dream. Joe talked softly to his horse and patted her in passing and we
made our way through the trees down to the creek. “I hope there are
no snakes here,” I said, suddenly wary, trying to see where I was
putting my feet. “Here,” Joe
handed me the bundle of clothes and scooped me up in his arms. “I
won’t let any harm come to you lass.” It occurred to me how at
ease he was in the bush; the darkness around us seemed to hold no
threat for him, it was as if he knew it and was secure in the knowledge
that it knew him too and would not harm him. The scent of the gum
trees was strong in the warm night and when we got down to the creek
and the sky became visible above us again, I could see the moon rising
from behind the trees and the first stars appearing. I dropped the
bundle of clothes onto the bank and Joe waded into the creek, still
holding me in his arms. I squeaked at the shock of the cool water
against my hot skin and Joe laughed, dropping down deliberately so that
we were both underwater briefly before he stood up again. “Joe!” I
spluttered, “Are you trying to drown me?” “Ah lass, I just
wanted to see what you would look like with that beautiful hair all
wet… like a water sprite. Or perhaps a mermaid in them stories
the sailors tell, one that lures the unsuspecting man by singing and
then makes him into her slave. Maybe it’s me that should be
worried here – see how your hair is tangling itself around
me…” “If only it was
that easy to capture you Joe – I don’t think I’d ever
let you go!” “Ah to be sure
you’d be sick of me before long… But I’m here now
lass; you’ve got the outlaw disarmed and totally
defenceless…” “I don’t
think there’s any danger of you ever being defenceless, even
naked. Especially naked.” “Well, I
can’t help me deadly charm now can I?” There was no space between our bodies as we sank into a kiss and Joe chuckled. He knew he had me right where he wanted me but I didn’t mind at all because I had him right where I wanted him too. |