Free That Moment by Emily Prior Page B

Jessica looked at the table. There were two plates of food waiting there to be eaten. She looked at Kurt questioningly. He said, "When I came back with the wood, I came in to get some matches. I saw you sleeping here and decided to let you sleep while I started the fire outside and made dinner. I grabbed the fishing pole from the corner behind the door and went to the pond and caught a couple of fish, and cooked them up along with a couple of potatoes that I cut into cubes and fried with the fish. I put the dinner on the table then came over here to wake you, but you woke up on your own, baby."
     
    "Oh Kurt! You are the sweetest man I've ever met! I love you so much, honey!" she said as she sat up and hugged him tightly. Kurt lifted her from the bed and carried her to the table, gently lowering her onto the chair she had sat on earlier.
     
    "Your dinner, my lady." he said with an elegant bow like an English butler before seating himself in the other chair.
     
    She laughed as he offered her a bottle of beer, but she said, "I'd rather have soda, baby. You can have the beer." He nodded and gave her a bottle of soda and he took the beer. She looked down at the plates. There was on each plate, a golden fried fish, a small pile of diced and fried potatoes, and some cooked carrots.
     
    Jessica looked at Kurt and asked, "Can I help you clean up when we're done eating, Kurt?"
     
    He shook his head and said, "No baby. I have it all under control. I already have a large pot of water heating up on the fire for washing the dishes. After we eat, you can go rest some more, or go for a swim if you want to. There are towels in the big trunk, honey."
     
    She thought for a moment while she ate, then said, "I think we need more chairs and some windows here, babe. It's too dark in here and I'd hate to waste the candles and lamp oil."
     
    He said, "I will cut some windows tomorrow, baby. I'll put one here by the table and the other window over by the bed if that's where you want it, ok?"
     
    "Yeah, that would be fine, Kurt. I have some curtains at home that would be perfect for our little love nest here, and I think that there might be a couple of old window panes in the barn loft. We can check when we go home, then you can put them in here next weekend."
     
    Kurt cocked his eyebrow and asked, "Next weekend, baby? Why not tomorrow?"
     
    Jessica smiled wryly, winked and said, "Because I have better things in mind to do than cutting window holes, baby."
     
    "You do, huh? Hmmmmmm......I wonder what those ideas might be." he replied.
     
    "You'll find out as soon as you get the dishes done, baby." Jessica said with a little laugh and a wink. They laughed and finished eating. Kurt went outside and got the pot of water from the fire. He poured the hot water into the metal washtub, then added the dishes, some cold water and dish detergent. He washed and rinsed the dishes and pans, then dried and stacked them to take inside. When he went inside, he put the dishes and pans on the table. When he turned around, he got a very pleasant surprise.
     
    Jessica was laying on the bed, completely naked except for the ring on her finger and a small necklace around her neck. Her hair was loosened from its braid and cascaded over her shoulders, covering her lush breasts. Her perky little nipples were temptingly peeking out from between strands of her chocolatey hair, like tan buttons on brown silk. His gaze slid down over her breasts, across her slightly curved belly and down to the delectable dark curls that hid her sweet tangy secret spot that he loved so much.
     
    Kurt felt the blood rush to his loins as his desire grew more evident under Jessica's seductive gaze. She smiled as her eyes drifted over his lean muscular body, appreciating every line and bulge on his body. Her eyes lit up as her gaze rested on the bulge in the front of his jeans. She patted the bed beside her and he quickly shed his clothes and laid beside her. He kissed her deeply as his