Surrender to Fate (Fate's Path Part One: A New Adult Romance Series) (18 page)

William wasn’t sure how his dad ever accomplished any farm chore before he had his new tractor. Henry found every reason he could to get on it and do some sort of work. Catherine even teased him by accusing him that any day now, she expected to see him drive to the end of their driveway to check the mail, on the tractor.

But William loved seeing his father’s pride. Henry had laid out all of the new plans for farming in the spring, and how the tractor would increase productivity. He swore he could see the slightest hint of stress leave his parents’ faces, and there seemed to be a bit more laughter in the house as of late.

William kept working just as hard at the lumberyard. Even though the tractor had been purchased, there was still a lot more to buy. Come spring, they would need seed, fertilizer and a great deal of fuel for the tractor. In fact, he told Vernon that he’d be happy to take on as much overtime as he could offer him. There were still a few months until Spring, and William knew that if he worked hard, he would have a lot of money saved by then.

The lumberyard had been closed for over an hour, but William was still there, finishing up his daily tasks. His head was down, sweeping the floor when he looked up and saw Margaret, watching him and smiling.

“I thought I was the only one here. What are you still doing here?”

“Oh, you know me,” she smiled as she walked over to him, “working.”

William couldn’t help but laugh at her, “You’re joking. I
do
know you, and the last thing you do, is work.”

“Hey! That’s not true.” She wrapped her arms around him and took the broomstick out of his hand, letting it fall to the floor. “I’ll have you know that today, I…I…,”

William raised his eyebrows expectantly and wrapped his arms around her waist. “Yes?”

“I…picked up a whole stack of papers that fell on the floor. So there.”

“Ohhh, you must be exhausted,” William smiled at her.

“Actually, no. I’m not, William. In fact, I still have quite a bit of energy.” She leaned into his neck and began kissing it all the way up to his ear. “I’ve been waiting all day to be in your arms. I’ve been feeling a little neglected, William.” She sucked hard on his ear lobe. “I’ve been lonely. Tell me, that you’ve been lonely, too?”

William had been busy, but he had also been left with many unfinished moments with Margaret over the past several times they had been together. They just hadn’t had the time or opportunity to be together, and it was beginning to feel like a long time since William could give his full attention to Margaret.

William kissed her perfect pout, and she hungrily kissed him back. “Are you here by yourself?”

“Yes, I told Daddy that I would help you close up, and that you could give me a ride home.”

“Oh, well then I guess you better get to work.”

“I plan too, William. I’ve been planning it all day.” She took his hand and led him to the staircase that went up to Vernon’s office above the store.

William wasn’t so sure about being in Vernon’s office, with his daughter, and stopped her on the staircase. “What are you doing?”

“Don’t worry, William. Daddy is long gone, and he’ll never know. Trust me. Are you going to make me beg, again?”

William swallowed and shook his head.

“Good, come with me.” She pulled him up the rest of the way into an office with large desk, filing cabinets and a couch along the far wall. She walked over to the desk, backed up to, and used her palms to push herself up to a sitting position. “Come here, William.”

He walked over to her and she spread her legs so William could lean against the desk in front of her. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him in for a long kiss. Using one of her hands, she pulled her skirt so that her legs were exposed all the way to her thighs. She took his hand and put it on her thigh, and guided his hand to rub her thigh back and forth, dipping his hand down to the soft skin of her inner thigh.

William quickly took over and moved on his own accord, using both of his hands to rub her bare thighs, pushing her skirt higher and higher with each motion. Breaking away from his kiss, Margaret leaned back on her hands and watched him as his gaze followed his hands and their journey further and further up.

William had reached the top of her thighs and he twisted his hand slightly to feel what he knew Margaret had waiting for him. His fingers brushed over her and he quickly inhaled as he realized that Margaret was completely bare under her skirt.

Margaret’s eyes danced at his discovery. “Such a bother, William. I know what I want, and I wanted to make it
very
easy for you. Touch me, William. Put your hands on me. I’m begging you.”

William felt himself jerk inside his pants, and was instantly hard. He tentatively moved his fingers until they were entwined in her soft curls. He twisted his hand so he could brush all of his fingers over her soft opening. She let her head drop back and moaned her consent. William moved his hand back and forth until he could feel the slippery approval coming from her. He slid his hand back and forth over and over, until he could no longer wait and he plunged two fingers deep inside of her. Margaret moaned even louder, and William was filled with the need to be even deeper inside of her.

As if she read his mind, Margaret slid further back onto the desk and laid down. She brought her feet up to the desk and bent her knees. She looked at William and pulled her skirt up around her waist. She was completely exposed to him and she parted her legs for his full vision. He moved back to the edge of the desk, and put his hands back on the inside of her thighs. He moved back up to her nakedness and watched his hand once again find her waiting slit. He watched his fingers intently as he began with one finger, slowly entering her and circling around. Margaret had closed her eyes and he could see her stomach moving with short, quick breaths. He watched as his finger disappeared inside of her pink folds, and would emerge wet and shining. His breaths were coming in short bursts too, as he pushed two fingers deep inside her soft, tight hole. The vision of her shiny folds opening more and more for him was beginning to drive him wild. He pushed three fingers deep inside of her and her hips rose off of the desk.

“Yes! Yes! William, don’t stop.” Her hips began pulsating up and down with so much force that William had to hold onto her knee to keep his fingers buried inside of her. When her movements subsided slightly, William slid his fingers out and looked down noticing a creaminess escaping from where he had just been. He groaned with desire. With his mind blurring, and his body fully engaged in its instinctive impulses, he entered his fingers into her as far as his palm would let him.

“Margaret…,” he breathed heavily.

She opened her eyes, “Take me, William.” With her legs splayed open for him, she reached down with her hand to join his. Swirling her own finger around her wetness and then bringing it up to his lips, she demanded, “Taste me, William. I want you to taste what you do to me, and then I want you to take me…completely.” She pressed her finger into his mouth, and then slowly pulled it from between his lips.

He unbuttoned his pants, let them fall, and pushed down his boxers. He was hard, and ready to feel what his eyes had been devouring. He pulled Margaret until she slid to the edge of the desk, and held his shaft as he brought his tip down to her and placed it at her exposed entrance. The heat from her could instantly be felt. William closed his eyes, savoring the unbelievable feeling of how soft she was against him.

Margaret began to move her hips up and down, assisting him in feeling her completely. She began to thrust her hips forward, which would seem to pull William’s tip inside of her just a fraction more. He held himself tightly as he rubbed against her, with slow and deliberate dipping motions. Margaret began to moan and move her head to the side. “Take me, William. I want you!”

William slowly halted his movements and hovered just outside of her, staring at her inviting body, which was clearly more than accepting of his full arrival. He watched, completely captivated, as the tip of his hard shaft barely began to press inside of her. He pulled back out slowly, and pressed back in, a little more of him disappearing behind the pink curtains. He could feel the heat, the tightness that was waiting for him. He withdrew again, and pressed into her, almost encasing his entire tip. Margaret began to writhe, pressing her hips into him as hard as she could, but he miraculously withheld from going any further. He felt the mounting pressure from within and knew he was ready to explode. He pulled his tip from her and moved slightly forward just as he burst his hot seed all over her mound of red curls.

He closed his eyes and let his head fall back. “Holy shit,” he whispered hoarsely. As the sensation subsided, he opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. Margaret would’ve taken it all from him. He knew she would’ve. She couldn’t have spelled it out any clearer. Before he could analyze why he hadn’t completely accepted her invitation, she sat up and wrapped her arms around his waist.

“Oh, William. You have quite a talent, I must say. You were driving me absolutely mad!”

William put his arms around her but was still reeling from everything he was feeling, mentally and physically. What had stopped him from seizing the opportunity to claim Margaret’s body completely? He somehow knew that if he had, he would’ve done exactly what his father had just talked to him about. Getting himself too deep into something that he couldn’t get out of. But, based on how that felt, he had to wonder what could possibly possess him to
want
to get out of anything that Margaret Thornton was obviously handing him on a silver platter, or a solid oak desk.

Despite Adley’s urgent plea, Sarah had not been able to sneak away from the house for three days after Thanksgiving. But finally, she had completed the list of chores that her mother had her working on and she found Adley working behind one of the sheds. As soon as he saw her, he dropped his tools and rushed to her. Swooping her up and spinning her around, he planted a warm, juicy kiss on her lips.

“Finally. Oh my God, I thought I was going to go crazy if I had to wait one more day to do that.”

Sarah couldn’t help but giggle, “I know. I’m sorry. My mom must have some sort of sixth sense because she’s had me doing all sorts of things. But,” she paused for extra emphasis, “I’ve been going pretty crazy, too.” She put her arms around his neck, “I can’t stop thinking about what happened in the garden.”

He smiled knowingly, showing how pleased he was that it had left the same lasting impression on her as it did him. “You don’t have to tell me. You have been driving me crazy for months, and when I finally got to…,” he swallowed hard and looked into her eyes, “Sarah, I’ve never felt anything as sweet as being inside of you.”

Now it was Sarah’s turn to swallow and blush. Just hearing those words sent her body in motion, as if it were preparing for what it knew Adley could do to it.

Adley wrapped his arms even tighter around her waist and continued, “I can’t begin to tell you, feeling you…flow all over my hand the way you did, was the most amazing feeling. You were so warm, so wet, and you were giving it all to me.” Sarah knew exactly what he was talking about, as she was beginning to experience the sensation all over again. She ran her hands over the nape of his neck and stared into his gorgeous eyes; eyes that could stir every emotion inside of her. She bit her bottom lip and then whispered, “I wanted you to have it.”

“Please, tell me that this is not all I get to see of you today?”

Sarah had thought long and hard about what she was doing. The three days of not seeing Adley were actually a good thing, for her. Especially after what had happened in the garden, Sarah knew that she had a decision to make, one way or the other. Reality was slowing starting to settle in. What she and Will had would always be in her heart. She would always have a love for him unlike anything else she would ever feel. But unless she was planning to grow old alone, she knew that her life would need to someday take on a different path than what she had originally thought it would in Colorado, with Will. She hadn’t heard from Will, and for all she knew, he might be finding it hard to hold on to their promise, too. She felt a very deep sadness, admitting to herself that it might be time to let Adley in to her life, and keep Will tucked away deep in her heart. She promised herself that no matter what happened, with Adley or anyone else, he would always be there, forever.

She cleared her throat, trying to return the conversation back to the question at hand. “Well, I think since I’m done with everything, so no one will notice if I’m not around. What about you? Are you done with everything?”

Adley smiled at her, “I wouldn’t say that I’m done with
everything.
In fact, I can think of quite a few more things that I need to do, that I
want
to do.” He looked at her with a glint in his eyes, and Sarah immediately knew that he wasn’t talking about chores anymore.

“So,” Sarah prompted, “where should I find you?” Her stomach was filled with nerves, and was suddenly very aware that she was approaching dangerous territory. She already knew that so much had happened between her and Adley that could never be taken back, and she also knew that any more time spent with him was almost certainly going to lead her down the same path as the night in the garden.

A smile came across Adley lips that he tried to hide. He softly kissed her lips, “You can find me here, and here…,” he said as he moved his kisses along her cheek. “And here,” he mumbled as he kissed her neck. He made is way up to her ear and began nibbling ever so slightly along the edge as he whispered, “Here, too.” That’s when Sarah felt his hand. He had slid his hand down between her legs and was slowly rubbing her through her jeans. He moaned softly in her ear, “I definitely want you to find me here.”

Sarah closed her eyes and felt her head start to spin. “Adley,” she gasped, “that’s not what I meant.”

Adley stopped his kissing and but continued his slow massage over her, and looked her in the eyes. “Yes it is. You just don’t know it yet.”

She smiled nervously, not knowing how to answer that. He rubbed his hand over her one last time and then pointed to the posts and wire on the ground, “I’m loading up these fencing supplies to take down to the lower fields. Come with me?”

The butterflies were back, and Sarah nodded. “When?”

“I’m almost done, and then I’ll go get cleaned up. When you see the back of the truck loaded up, and pointing down the road, come out and meet me.”

She nodded again and he pulled her close. “Sarah, the truth is, you’ll find me, wherever you are.” He leaned down and kissed her long and slow. “See you soon?”

“Yes, Adley. Yes.” She smiled and winked, knowing how she could drive him crazy with those words. She knew he was watching her every move as she walked away.