Chapter Five of Kerry's Raine

Chapter Five

She was working on a new idea for a story, the romantic feeling of sleeping in the hammock overnight wrapped in Raines arms had sparked something in her and she needed to get as much of it down as possible before it faded from her thoughts. She had put the rest of the coffee that he had made in her carafe and had taken that and the strawberries she had bought yesterday back to her room while she worked. She tried to push him entirely out of her mind but couldn’t quite manage it, that last kiss before he had left was something that…well, she knew she’d never really been kissed like that before, not kissed as though she meant something, really meant something to the person kissing her.

He was inspiring, that was for sure, but getting really involved with him was going to require a lot of thought. She stopped writing for a minute and glanced at the clock, ten AM and she had already been at her desk for almost five hours with already nearly a hundred pages of the story in front of her, no wonder she was getting stiff. She took a drink of coffee that had long before grown cold and so she grabbed up the carafe, the cup and headed for the kitchen, the strawberries long gone already.

The phone rang while she was in the kitchen, she was startled because she had been looking out in the field, wondering where Raine was, knowing he was going to return today to rake the hay he had mowed that day before. She answered it with a smile when she saw the caller ID, knowing that Nathan was going to love hearing about her night and the new story that she was working on.

“Hey love, how is the Big Apple today?”

“Well, I am great and I guess the city is the same as ever.” His laugh over the phone was infectious and had her laughing in return. “So, how did dinner with the cowboy go?”

“Oh, it went.” Smiling she waited for his reaction, and after he expelled a long and drawn out sigh she got it.

“It went, that’s all I get? Where are the details girlie? I need some details or Chris is going to be very upset with me.” She heard an ‘I will too’ in the background and she fought the urge to giggle.

She outlined everything, from the tractor ride to the sleeping in the hammock all night with each other. Both of her friends “ohh’ed” and “ahh’ed” over him holding her knee while they were riding down the road on the tractor and they exclaimed in terror over her close call with the bull. They loved the kiss part and then when she got to the part about the hammock she could have sworn they were both going melt, there were several sniffs that let her know her tender-hearted adoptive family was more than likely crying.

“Why don’t you ever hold me all night long in a hammock Chris?” Nathan was sounding a bit put out about the whole thing. “That has to be one of the most romantic things I have ever heard in my life.”

“We don’t own a hammock, we live in New York City remember?” Chris had picked up the other line so that he could hear the details better and the sarcasm in his voice made her grin, she knew that somehow there was going to be a hammock in their apartment by the weekend, and knowing Chris he was going to surprise Nathan with it and make it the most romantic thing he possibly could. “So what happened when he woke you up? I have a feeling you haven’t gotten to the good parts yet.”

“Well he carried me into the house…”

“He carried her, did you hear that?” Nathan was actually crying now.

“I know, I know, I never carry you anywhere. I might if you weren’t taller than me, now let her finish the story.”

“Ok, ok I will try to restrain myself Mr. O’Pain in the Ass.” She was laughing so hard she didn’t hear the tractor pulling up outside, leaving her with tears in her eyes and her hand holding her side when Raine came up to the door and knocked. She stopped laughing and then saw that it was him and she smiled.

“I’ll tell you all about the rest of it a little later guys, looks like my cowboy is at the door.” Smiling she motioned for him to come inside, pouring him a glass of lemonade while she said her farewells over several protests.

“Lemonade?” She turned and had to step back, he was standing so close to her. As she looked up his long body to his face she smiled, his eyes were fierce, hot with need and desire.

“Got anything stronger? I could use it after listening to your voice all day long.” But he reached out and took the glass, drinking the contents in three long swallows.

“You listened all day long? I thought you were working today”

“Some of the tractors have CD players in them, and since I’m the boss I decided I would get to drive one that has one, just so I could hear your poetry.” Shaking his head he took the lemonade pitcher from her and poured another glass. “It damn near killed me I swear.”

“That good was it?”

“Better than good, better than…it was amazing.” He drained the second glass and she noticed that he had been sweating quite a bit and she realized that it must be incredibly hot outside. She looked outside to see where Misha was and her head tilted to one side and she sighed as she saw that her horse was sleeping in the shade near the small pond again, looking innocent and lovely as she was surrounded by blooming flowers, almost like a fairy tale.

“Thank you, “she said as she went to pour him another glass, placing the pitcher back in the refrigerator when he shook his head no. “I’m glad that you like it.”

“Oh I do.” To her surprise instead of kissing her or doing something similar he took her by the hand and began to drag her to the door.

“Where are we going?”

“Oh, you’re going to learn how to rake hay today I think.”

“Excuse me?” She laughed, surely he was joking, and she had only just been on a tractor for the first time yesterday and truly had no desire to drive one of the things herself.

“You heard me, I’m going to teach you how to rake hay today, and you’ll love it.”

“I’m not exactly dressed for that you know.” He stopped in the door and looked down at her, she was wearing the same baggy Oxford style shirt she had been wearing after her shower and she had on a pair of, well they looked like nylons but they ended just after her knee, he could see her skin through the bronze color of them as they sparkled metallic in the light.

“What are those anyway? Those aren’t pants are they?”

She just had to laugh at the look on his face, something between desire and confusion. “They’re called leggings Raine, Summer gets them for me at the Dollar Store in Traverse.” She held out one leg so that he could see them better, the shirt moving almost enough so that he could see if they were sheer all the way to her waist. “Aren’t they cute? They’re comfy too you know, I love to wear them when I write.”

“They look fine to me, let’s go.” Taking her by the hand he walked outside and she felt the heat like a blast furnace, making her gasp for air that apparently wasn’t there. The humidity was terrible and after being in the air conditioned house all morning it felt as though she had suddenly walked into a sauna that was set far too high.

“Good lord, you’ve been working in this all day?” Her shirt felt like it was plastered to her with sweat already and they hadn’t even walked to his tractor yet. “Say, what tractor is that? I don’t recognize…and what on earth is behind it?”

“Oh, that’s my trusty old Case, and that creation behind it? That would be one of those ‘new fangled’ V-rakes. You can rake the hay twice as fast and it picks it up better.” Smiling he lifted her up to the first step of the tractor. “Sit there on the fender and I’ll get going, then when you think you’re ready you can take a turn ok?”

“I don’t know Raine, I’ve never driven something like this before, and…well what if I break something?” She looked adorable, and nervous sitting there high above him and some song he had heard forever ago ran through his mind, he stood there staring at her, enjoying the view while he tried to remember the name of the band.

“You won’t break anything, I promise.” He finally said as he pulled himself up onto the tractor to sit in the seat that was covered by an old burlap sack. His hand stroked her knee for a second and he smiled at her, the grin on his face having never really seemed to have left him today. “It’s supposed to rain tonight so Terrence and the guys are coming over in a bit with the baler so we can get all of this hay up before it gets ruined. Did you know that the price of hay is going to be sitting at about four dollars a bale for square bales this year? You are about to become a hay wealthy woman, you know, in case you get writers block.”

Before she could reply he started the tractor and they roared off through the break in the trees to where her hay field was. The round wheels on the contraption behind then were spinning a little with the motion of the tractor but she couldn’t see what good they would do the field so high in the air. Well, she supposed, this was going to be a learning experience, maybe something she could put into one of her stories and she couldn’t wait to hear Nathan and Chris shriek when they heard she had been running a tractor as they were deathly afraid she’d get hurt doing some ‘farming’ thing.

Once Raine had the tractor positioned just past the beginning of one of the rows of hay he stopped, put the tractor in neutral and then pressed a lever. He couldn’t help but shake his head at her crying out in wonder as the two sections of the V-rake lowered to hover just an inch or so above the ground. If she thought that was exciting he couldn’t wait to see her reaction once they actually got moving, he was happy and only regretted that her hayfield was so much smaller than the ones he had for his hay, the V-rake would make short work of this field.

“Hang on!” He yelled to her as he put the tractor in gear, one of the things he liked the best about the V-rakes was that you could almost rake hay in road gear, and the faster you went the better the rake worked, it was about time someone had come up with something to make haying less time consuming. She grabbed the handle that was on the front of the fender and held on as the tractor took off with a little lurch, then she watched behind her as the wheels that held the tines began to move and suddenly two rows of fallen hay became one long thick and high row as the rake moved over it.

He hadn’t planned on her being such a distraction and he almost missed stopping at the end of the row. She was sitting on the side that he normally turned towards to keep an eye on the equipment running behind him and he honestly spent most of his time looking at the sway of her breasts underneath her shirt instead of watching the rake behind them. He was going to have to look over his other shoulder for the next row because he wasn’t sure how much of this he could take, and the last thing he wanted to do was start something here in the middle of the field that should take place in a nice comfortable bed.

He hit the lever to raise the rake just a little so that he could turn and start on the next two rows that he would rake and again smiled at her as she watched them lift. Who knew that farm equipment could be so fascinating to her, he hadn’t and he knew her almost as well as anyone in this area did. He was explaining things to her, telling her what he was doing and why, making her lean in closer so that she could hear him as he set the rake down once again on the next two rows that were going to be raked when he asked her if she wanted to try it, laughing she said no, she would watch a few more times before she gave it a try.

He knew she was avoiding it, and he knew as well that he could tease her into doing it, while in the meantime he just worked the field, doing his best to turn his head in the opposite direction so that he wasn’t staring at her all of the time and was watching the equipment like he should be. After a few more rows were raked he grabbed the water bottle out of the toolbox and offered it to her, her face was flushed with the heat of the day and there was perspiration trickling down her neck, disappearing into the open neckline of her shirt. She took a drink and then she frowned just a little as she drank a few swallows of the warm water, looking at him in question.

“Warm water in the field on days like this hydrates you better and you don’t get cramps from it.” He explained as he took the bottle back from her and drank deeply, closing his eyes for a second as he tried to not think about wanting to lick the droplets of perspiration from her neck, her breasts, her stomach…damn, he had to keep himself under control, she might have been teasing him with that CD but he had no intention of scaring her off with moving too fast. Staying awake all night holding her and watching her sleep hadn’t helped his control any though, that was for sure.

It wasn’t too long and there were only two more passes to make, the sky was starting to darken with the storm that was coming in from Lake Michigan. He knew they had to hurry to beat the storm but he wanted to see if she would run the rake for the last two passes so he got up from the seat and picked her up, sitting her down on the seat and laughing at the shocked look on her face.

Finally she agreed that she would try, after teasing and laughter and her pursing her lips and informing him that if she broke everything she wasn’t going to be responsible for it. He helped her put the tractor in the right gear, made sure the rake was lowered into position and then they were off. She let up on the clutch too fast and made the tractor jerk hard, he made a grab for the handle on the fender so he was more secure and he watched behind them as the hay was piled into one neat row by the whirling tines.

When they arrived at the end of the row he had to push the clutch in for her, she had forgotten what he had told her about the brakes not stopping anything if the clutch was still engaged. Laughing she looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with the thrill of accomplishment as she shouted “I did it!”

Looking down at her from his seat on the fender he stopped thinking, she was so damn beautiful it took his breath away. Leaning down he kissed her, his hand went behind her head and he held her there while he pressed his lips firmly against hers, teasing her lips open with teasing touches of his tongue. When she opened her mouth to his he concentrated on the taste of her, the feel of her mouth opening under his as her tongue stroked his as she wound her fingers in his hair, trying to draw him closer.

He took the tractor out of gear and picked her up off of the seat, somehow managing to sit on the seat of the tractor with her on his lap, the steering wheel of the tractor pressing her against him and making him groan. Their mouths still locked together the kiss became frantic, as though they were starved for this, for each other and neither one of them noticed the other tractor pulling up to the edge of the field with Terrance at the wheel, pulling the square baler behind him.

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Oh dear God, Terrance thought as he saw Raine sit Kerry on his lap, I should not be seeing this. He stopped the tractor and jumped off, trying to not see what was going on in the field in front of him as he turned his back and walked behind the baler to join the two men in the truck that had pulled the hay wagon over, following him as they get ready to finish the hay in this field before the storm broke.

“What, he’s not done raking yet?” Angus asked as Terrance sat in the air conditioned air of the cab with them, determinedly looking out the side window at the barn where Kerry’s horse watched them suspiciously.

“No, no I think he won’t be done for at least a half an hour yet, we need to come back in a while.” Angus wasn’t sure but he could swear Terrance was blushing.

“Well what did he say boy?” His voice aggravated he pressed for information. “It don’t seem like you hardly had time to talk to him you got back here so fast.”

“I know how long it takes to rake a field, and he won’t be done for a while yet.”

“Well I’m just going to walk over there and see what’s up, that storms coming in and he said he doesn’t want this hay getting rained on.” His hand on the door Angus was surprised to find Terrance’s fist caught in his shirt, preventing him from leaving the truck and talking to the boss.

“Don’t you dare leave this truck, just turn it around and we’ll come back in a half-hour or so.” Looking into Angus’s eyes he was as firm as Raine ever was when he was demanding that something be done, and Angus figured there was more going on than just hay being raked.

“Fine then- why don’t we go down to the bridge and have a swim in the river then?” He smiled, figuring that the boss had his pretty little writer up on the tractor with him. “Seems like a good time for people to cool off.”

Terrance’s fist relaxed and he let go of his older cousin, knowing a warning when he heard it. “Sure Angus, a swim would be just fine.”

Backing the truck and wagon up out of the wooded driveway took some time but Angus was a sure hand at the wheel. Terrance kept his face turned away from the field the whole time and Angus and Christian, the other man who had come along to finish off the hay, were a little irritated that the tractor and baler blocked their view as they left, they really wanted to see what was going on in that field.

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In the field, still locked together on the tractor with the roar of it around them, the heat from the day combined with the heat of passion and they were swamped with it all. Kerry was pulling at his shirt, trying to get it off of his sweat soaked skin so that she could feel him against her and Raine was holding her hips, rocking her against him in a rhythm that soon had her gasping into his mouth as her world became centered on nothing but him and the feel of his body against her.

He broke away from their kiss to kiss and lick her neck, her throat and down to the V where the buttons of her shirt held it together, blocking him from following the trail of salty perspiration down into the valley between her breasts like he wanted to. Pressing her back against the steering wheel his fingers fumbled with the buttons on her shirt, his hands shaking so badly that he finally grabbed the two sides of her shirt and pulled it apart, buttons flying off in all directions as he bared her breasts to his gaze.

“Damn.” Was all he could think to say before he leaned forward to take one of her dusky nipples into his mouth, his tongue stroking it until it was hard with sensation before suckling on it gently his teeth scraping just a little as she arched into the feel of his mouth against her. Her hands wound into his hair again, pressing him closer as she adjusted her position on his lap, wanting to feel the hardness of him pressed firmly between her thighs again.  

He moved to lavish the same attention to her other breast, loving the salty taste of her skin on his tongue as her hands tangled in his hair and her heart raced. He was so hard the pressure of his jeans was literally painful and he moved a bit to try to ease the pressure there but there was not much room to move around. Her hands left his hair to work his belt buckle free, her small hands making fast work of it and of the button of his jeans before he could stop her, not that he wanted her to stop.

She had the fly of his jeans open now and he raised his hips as he kissed her lips once more, biting on her lower lip as her hand found him. Closing his eyes he moaned into her, his body shaking as he almost came from just the touch of her hand on him there. She had him pulled free of the material that was trapping him and her eyes were wide as they looked into his now open ones, pulling away from this kiss for a second as she wrapped her tiny hand around the girth of him.

He pulled her back and pressed his mouth against her ear. “We can stop if you want, we don’t need to…”

“The Hell we don’t.” She said as she began to stroke him and his head fell back as his eyes closed again, his mind reeling from the feeling of her hands on the swollen and sensitive flesh that he wanted to bury inside her.

He tried to pull her leggings down over her hips but they wanted to stay where they were, there wasn’t enough room to get her out of them where they were on the tractor, the body skimming material too tight to her in this position. He did the only thing he could think of doing, needing to be inside her, he took the stretchy nylon in his hands where it covered her most private places and he pulled as hard as he could, smiling as he felt the material rip apart and baring her to his touch.

He stroked her, groaning again as he felt the smooth shaven lips there between her thighs. He moved her hand from him as he explored the sweet and heady heat of her with his work rough hands, sucking her tongue into his mouth as he pressed one finger into the her tight flesh, moist with desire and so soft and ready for him. Stroking his finger into her he groaned when her hips moved with the motion of his hand, and she broke their kiss to pull him closer and whisper in his ear, he couldn’t hear all of what she was saying over the noise of the still running machinery but he caught the words ‘please’, ‘now’, and ‘so long’ and that was more than enough for him.

Moving his hands to her hips he lowered her onto him, trying to go slow, to make it last because she was so tight it was almost painful. He watched her as he entered her, she was leaned back and gripping the steering wheel for support as inch by slow inch he penetrated her while her eyes were closed and her teeth caught her full lower lip that was swollen from his kisses between them. He had never imagined anything so incredibly sexy in his life as seeing her now, needing and wanting him like this, he knew that he was the luckiest man in the world as of this very moment.

When he was inside her as far as he could go he held her hips still, his hands gripping her hard as he leaned back against the seat and gasped for breath, striving for control. She wriggled her hips, moving on him just a bit and his eyes flew open wide the sensation of her moving against him electric to his senses as he found himself telling her to not move, to please hold still for just a moment.

She smiled wickedly, shaking her head no as she reached up with one hand to take the clips out of her hair. Feeling the wet heat of her surrounding him and watching her hair fall around them nearly broke him, his eyes narrowed as she ran the tip of her pink tongue over the edge of her upper lip and he knew he was in trouble, loving this woman was going to be the death of him.

He relaxed his grip on her hips, praying he could last as she began to move on him, both of her hands once more on the steering wheel for support as she raised up until he was almost completely out of her, the summer heat feeling almost cool compared to the burning heat of her body. She drove herself back down onto him, deeper than he had been before with her wetness coating him and he cried out with the sensation as she took him almost all of the way inside, her muscles gripping him tight as her eyes closed and her head fell back in her pleasure. He watched her ride him, her face a mask of pure pleasure as she moved on him, his hands guiding her, encouraging her to quicken her pace while her slow movements tortured him with pure fire.

Unable to be passive any longer he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, kissing her again and again, stroking her skin, her hair as he whispered words to her he knew that she couldn’t hear. Words of love, of how much he wanted her in his life, how much she meant to him and his hopes that he could someday mean as much to her. Love, oh damn he was in love with this woman and he really didn’t think that she had a clue as to what he really felt as he held her hips locked in his grip once again and pressing his knees into the dash of the tractor began to thrust his hips up to drive himself into her, helpless to prevent his fast approaching climax as her hair tangled in his hands and her breasts rubbed up against him.

He wanted it to last longer, wanted everything to be perfect for her but something you’ve waited so long for, something that was this explosive wasn’t meant to last for long. With just a few more thrusts he felt her inner muscles clench him in a vise-like grip and her breath left her body in long and shuddering breath into him as she smiled against his lips. He lost himself inside her, with his orgasm he poured not only his seed into her body but his heart, his soul and everything he wanted-his outcry of release lost in her breath as she writhed in reaction, locked to him.

After a few minutes when they could catch their breath again she raised her head from his shoulder and smiled. “You owe me a new pair of pants.” He heard distinctly and he pulled her back down to rest her head on his shoulder once more, the orgasmic high fading into a contentment that he had thought he would never share with anyone.

“I owe you more than that, much, much more.” He whispered against her hair, resting his cheek against her as he watched the clouds continue to roll in.

Later, when she had gone back inside and he was running the square baler he couldn’t stop thinking about the way she had felt in his arms. She had fit so right, it was almost too perfect and he was sure that she was feeling the same way. He was going to ask her over to his house for dinner once the haying here was done and they were ready to head back to his place, he hoped that she’d go with him but with the storm clouds as bad as they were he doubted it, he knew how terrified she was of storms.

One wagon of hay was done and loaded into her barn already, the three men he had working with him were experienced farm hands and they made short work of it all. They had all laughed as Misha had pulled one of the bales down and had nipped the twine with her teeth, dragging it back towards her stall. Terrance had moved it for her with a smile and then he had opened the bale for her and spread some of the hay around, when the first peal of thunder sounded she rushed into her stall and kicked the door shut, she was evidently in place for the might so Raine knew he could tell Kerry that she didn’t have to worry about Misha until morning.

He couldn’t keep the grin form his face, and he tried to look serious and concerned about the oncoming storm. They raced the oncoming deluge with a practiced eye at what they were doing, knowing that if they didn’t get it done in time it would all end up as silage bales, and at the rate hay was selling for they couldn’t afford to lose good hay, but he wasn’t worried, suddenly consumed by the belief that everything was going to work out better than ever before and sure enough they got the tarp over the wagon and the last of the bales that they had to stack in the back of the pickup just as the first fat droplets of rain began to fall.

Lightning struck close, the sound of it drumming through them almost instantly as they looked at both of the tractors sitting there at the edge of the field, Raine decided that it was safer for them all to just head back to his farm and do the evening chores and make sure the cattle were settled for the night. It was going to be a bad storm, his leg ached like nothing else ever could and he was limping as he ran up the stairs of her deck to let her know they were leaving the equipment there, and to ask her to dinner.

She met him at the door, looking at him in concern. “You aren’t driving those tractors back tonight are you?” She was still wearing the same shirt she had had n earlier, now tied up in a knot in between her breasts and she had on a flowing skirt that was white and delicate looking, the smell of something delicious cooking had his stomach growling.

“No, if you don’t mind we’ll leave then here tonight and pick them up in the morning.” Reaching out his hand he smoothed her hair as it was frizzing with the humidity, she smelled fresh and clean, like she had spent time in the tub or shower and he hoped she hadn’t been trying to wash the memory of his touch away. “I was going to invite you over to my place for dinner but…”

“You’re busy, I understand, I have stew on the stove.” Shrugging her shoulders she smiled up at him. “You know you’re more than welcome to come back here if you can tonight for a meal, and I bet a long soak in my tub will help your leg feel better.”

With that she literally blew him a kiss and shut the door. He stood there grinning like a fool until Terrence shouted for him to hurry. Running to the truck as the rain poured down he knew that he would be asking Terrance to stay the night at the farm, because if his night went the way he hoped it would then he wasn’t going to get any sleep tonight either.

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