A Lonely Heart's Wish

Eve grabs a bale from the top of the stack and tosses it down the chute to the stalls below. She tosses three more bales before finally climbing down and making her way back to the ladder. “This would be so much easier if Justin would just listen to me and fill one stall with hay.”



Fox laughs, following her down the ladder to the main floor of the barn. “Since when do men do things the easy way?”



“True.” Eve breaks a bale open and starts tossing it into feeders. “I think they like doing things the hard way.”



“How long until the wards around this place are right again?” Fox grabs some hay and helps Eve fill all the feeders.



“Your mother didn’t change them much so it shouldn’t take long.” She sighs and opens the last bale. “He could’ve fixed them from here but I think he wanted a chance to get some alone time.”



“Why do you think that?” Fox brushes the hay from her clothes, frowning up at her.



Eve stops, looking out the open barn door towards the woods. “He’s really nervous about something. I can’t tell what except that it started when we were at the store picking out lingerie. “



Fox grins, grabbing the grain bucket to put away. “And you have no idea? Don’t you think it might have something to do with what you bought?”

“Why?” She rolls her eyes. “The man is not a prude even if he does try to pretend he is.”



“Just don’t go to bed with him still nervous.” Fox sets the bucket inside the tack room door, closing the door behind her. “I know from experience if a man is too nervous all the important bits won’t work right.”



“Um, never thought about that.” Eve stops, glancing back at the woods. “Ok, I’ll show him and explain. He’s the first guy I’ve ever felt comfortable enough to even think about trying anything with.”





Dinner had gone peacefully, David showing he knows his way around a grill. Although not cold towards her, Eve could feel Owen still putting some distance between them. When Fox and David finally head for one of the upstairs bedrooms, Eve curls up on the couch beside him.

She pulls his arm around her, gazing at him in resignation. “You’re not going to settle down until I show you what I bought, are you?”



He glances at her, lifting a brow. “What do you mean?”



She slaps his arm hard. “Don’t play that with me. I felt you pull back before you shut me out and you’re still doing it.” She feels his body slightly tense against her. “Call the bag in here.” She sees him glance towards the stairs. “They aren’t coming back down. I felt the wards in the room go up and she has her own toys to play with.” His lips slightly turn up for a moment and she leans closer to him. “Call the bag in.”



He changes to Puck, frowning down at her. “Are you sure you want to do this?”



She sighs, moving so she is straddling his lap and gazing down at him. “Yes.”



“Very well.” He reaches out his hand and with a slight shift, the bag appears in it.



She grins, leaning close enough to give him a quick peck on the nose. “Open it.”



He lifts a brow, slowly opening the bag. He holds it between them, daring her to do more. She reaches in, pulling out a dildo the same size as him. The other brow arches up, glancing between her and the toy.



“Of don’t give me that look.” She sets it down on the couch next to her. “You can’t for one moment think I don’t take care of myself when I need it. I know you have to.”



He chuckles softly as she reaches in. “I don’t use toys like that.”



She pulls out a soft blue silk teddy. “Perhaps not. Guess that means you don’t want me wearing this then either.”



He takes it from her, holding up so he can see it better. “I think it would be better that you wore it as I would look rather silly in it.”



She laughs, grabbing it from him and adding it to the pile next to her. “Whatever!” She pushes his hands with the bag closer to his chest. “You get the next one.”



He eyes her warily for a moment before reaching in. His brows draw down in confusion and he pulls a long chain out. It takes him a moment to recognize what it is. When he does, his brow lifts in surprise. “Nipple clamps?”



She blushes. “You may not realize it but I have my own wild fantasies.”



“You surely must have indulged them by now.” His lips twitch up, baiting her.



She takes the clamps from him and adds them to the pile. “Truth be told, I can count the number of men I’ve slept with on one hand and still not reach five.” She rolls her eyes at his look of disbelief. “Why else do you think I don’t take the initiative with you? I don’t know how.”



He reaches up and gently strokes her cheek before dipping his hand back into the bag. He lifts a bottle of lube out and chuckles. “For the first toy I assume?”



“Nope.” She blushes again. “One last item in the bag.”



He pulls the bag closer and looks inside. Suddenly his head comes up, staring at her in shock. She grins, wiggling on his lap a little. “I had planned on keeping all this until our wedding night and surprising you.”



He wraps his arm around her, pressing her against him and kissing her softly. “I am surprised but…”



“This isn’t what you saw, was it?” She sighs. “I was going to buy the handcuffs for you to use on me but then I felt you get nervous. I left them there.”



“On you?” His finger lightly trail down her arm. “Are you asking for me to be more aggressive with you?”



“Maybe.” She leans back and pulls on a lock of his long hair gently. “I like a little rough play.” She bites her lip for a moment before looking down at her hand as she twists his hair in her fingers. “But I’ve also thought a lot about what you said when we were in Texas. I’ve never wanted someone to have free rein in anything before you.”



He pulls out a thin small butt plug from the bag. “Is this your way of asking me?”



“You could say that.” She leans closer, licking her lips in her nervousness. “I want you to finally take all of me.”



His hand snakes up and grabs her by the hair at the nape of her neck, roughly pulling her forward to kiss him. She moans against his mouth, feeling her body immediately respond. His other hand slides up her shirt and under her bra, pulling and pinching her nipple. She can’t keep still; wiggling on his lap and feeling him grow harder against her.



He finally pulls away, panting as he nips down her throat. “When?”



She leans her head back, eyes closed. “Now.”



He growls low in his throat, lifting her off of him as he stands. She blinks in confusion as her feet tough the floor but her spins her around and hands her the teddy. “Go put it on.”



When she doesn’t move immediately, he smacks her ass. She squeaks in surprise, grinning at him over her shoulder as she takes off for her room.