Colby watched her for a moment before he couldn't help but join in. After a minute, he grabbed Ginny and kissed her again. When she finally stopped shaking and started to respond, he pulled away and whispered, “What should we do now?” He lifted his eyebrow to punctuate his question.
Taking a deep breath, she asked, “How didn't you know about this?” She pointed to the bed.
“I usually just get in and go to sleep, Ginny. I guess I don't move much to make it squeak more.”
Still whispering, trying to hold the laughter at bay, Ginny asked, “How did your parents do it?”
Colby opened his mouth to say he had no idea, when a memory came back to him. He wasn't more than twelve at the time. He remembered waking up and hearing the squeaky cadence coming from his parent's room. He figured they were joking around and went back to sleep. It occurred to him that Frank came along not too long after that.
Groaning, he put his head in his hands. Ginny put her arm around him and asked, “Don't think about it. Let's just figure out what we're gonna do now.”
“If it weren't your first time, I would take you against the door.” His voice, gravelly with passion, made her toes curl in anticipation. If she was sure it wasn't her first time, she would take him up on his offer. But that was the problem with possessing a body with amnesia. She wasn't sure of anything.
“I could grab my blanket and we could head out to the barn.”
Ginny thought about hay poking into her. If they kept to the blanket, it would be alright, but then she would have to smell the horses. The whole thought just didn't do it for her.
“I don't know. Isn't there anywhere else?”
Colby thought for a moment and suggested, “We could go out into the field. No one would be able to see us in the tall grass. We could make our own little nest out there.”
“That sounds good. Just let me grab my shoes and I'll meet you by the front door.” Ginny unlocked the door and went a few doors down to her room. She put on her shoes and was just about to leave when she bumped into Georgia.
Confused, since Georgia had gone to bed before she had, Ginny asked, “What's the matter, Georgia? You okay?”
“I need to talk to you, Ginny. I don't want to do it when the boys could overhear us.”
“Uh, well... how about you and I take a walk tomorrow. Just the two of us. That way, none of the boys will be able to overhear us.”
“Frank and Nate have a way of sneaking up. I really don't want them to hear us. Do you think we could go for a walk over to the barn right now?”
Crap, crap, crap, Ginny thought. But what could she do. It was clear that Georgia was upset about something and she was terrified that one of the guys would overhear their conversation.
“Alright. Go down to the kitchen and wait for me there. I'll just make sure Colby is sleeping so we can be alone.” Ginny smiled reassuringly, as Georgia disappeared down the steps.
She needed the patience of a saint at this point. She'd been waiting for the unbelievable sex for nearly a month. She'd put up with bad attitudes, mischievous children, racist ministers and nearly being drowned to get here. Was it too much to ask that one thing go right?
Ginny found Colby standing in his room, with the blanket in his hands and a confused look on his face. “What was Georgia doing up?” he asked.
Putting a hand on his chest, Ginny took a deep breath and let it out. In a calm whisper, she replied, “Georgia wants to talk to me about something. She doesn't want any of you to overhear, so she's asked me to take a walk to the barn for a chat. Can you give me a few minutes alone with your sister to find out what's bothering her.” Ginny produced a set of sad, begging eyes for her husband. He turned his head and sighed.
“Fine, but only a few minutes. I'm about to explode, Ginny.”
Smiling at her husband, she said, “I know. Me too. But she's your sister, and she has no other women to talk to. I'll be back before you know it.” With that, she placed a kiss on his cheek and went downstairs after Georgia.
*******
The two women walked the short distance to the barn. Outside, they found a couple of hay bales to sit on. They had a view of Vas' house in the distance. Ginny leaned back against the barn and waited for Georgia to get to what she wanted to ask. As she waited, she thought about how this was the spot where Vas had kissed her. She quickly squashed that thought. After all, she was sitting next to his fiancée. It took a few minutes for Georgia to finally speak up.
“I don't have many people to talk to,” was all she said.
“I know. It's been pretty hard on you since your mother died, huh?”
Feeling her tense up, Ginny placed a hand on her shoulder. “I know I'm probably not much older than you, but I will always be honest with what I know. So, is there something you wanted to ask me?”
Georgia took a deep breath and let the words tumble from her lips. “Have you and my brother had... well, you know... have you been with him yet because I know that it's part of marriage and Vas has hinted at it a few times... well, more than a few times... but the truth is I'm terrified and don't know if I can do it.”
Ginny stared at Georgia for a full minute before answering. Licking her lips, considering her answer, she decided she would have to fib a little. Georgia needed reassurance, and someone telling her that they hadn't had sex yet either would not be reassuring.
“Georgia, it can be very frightening the first time. But, let me ask you this: Do you love Vas? Do you trust him?”
“Of course I do. I wouldn't marry him if I didn't.”
“If you trust him, then you must know that he wouldn't do anything to hurt you, right?”
“But my mother told me that the first time often hurts.” Georgia's eyes pleaded with her to tell her that it wasn't true.
Looking down, steeling herself, she met Georgia's gaze once more. “Yes, it can sometimes be painful the first time. But, if you have a sweet, caring man who...” How was she going to put this? “Who, prepares you for the moment, it's not nearly as bad as it could be.”
Georgia scrunched up her eyes and turned her head quizzically. “Prepares?”
“You've kissed Vas, right?” Ginny would have to take this slowly. Unfortunately, she had a husband, who at that moment, was waiting not so patiently for her to return.
Turning her gaze to her lap, she answered, “Yes, of course. You've caught us a few times.”
“Did those kisses make you feel different? Like your skin was heating up and you insides were all... fluttery?”
“Yes, they did. Especially in my... well, you know where.”
“Yes, I know where. That's all part of the preparation.” Ginny launched into a short version of the medical reasons why a woman's body produced a lubricant for sex. She explained exactly what would happen, why it led to pregnancy and how Georgia's own menstrual cycle played a part. When she was done, Georgia looked relieved.
“I see. I wish my mother had explained that to me earlier.”
“I have no doubt that she would have. She just didn't get the chance.”
Looking sad, Georgia said, “I wish they were here. They always liked Vas, and I know they would be happy for us.”
“I know they would be happy, because you're so happy.”
Standing up, smoothing out the front of her nightgown, Georgia announced, “Well, I should be off to bed. I suppose Colby is waiting for you, huh?”
Standing beside her sister-in-law, she said, “Yes, but he can wait. This was more important.”
Startling Ginny, Georgia gave her a quick hug. “Thank you, Ginny. I couldn't ask for a better sister.”
The two women walked back to the house. Ginny made sure that Georgia had closed her door before creeping back into Colby's room. She closed the door over and turned to tell Colby she was sorry when she saw him, sound asleep, taking up most of the bed and snoring softly. Ginny watched him for a moment and wondered if she should wake him up. Part of her screamed, “Hell yes, wake his ass up.” But, th
ere was another part who thought she should let him sleep. After all, they would be going to Cheyenne in a couple of days and would have plenty of opportunity then.
Creeping from the room, Ginny returned to her own. Crawling between the covers, she wondered if they would ever have sex. Laughing softly to herself, she considered how crazy a romance novel would be without sex. Never in a million years, she thought.
Chapter 28
Early the next morning, as the sun was just creeping into the valley, Ginny was woken up by a presence in her room. When she opened her eyes, she startled at first, seeing Colby so close to her face.
He chuckled softly and asked, “Why didn't you wake me up, Mrs. Miller?”
Recovering quickly, she reached up and felt the stubble on his cheek. “You were out, Mr. Miller. I wanted you wide awake, not stumbling around in the dark.”
Colby kissed her, and Ginny knew she was in trouble. Before she could stop herself, she reached up and grabbed his shirt and pulled him fully on top of her. They fumbled with the covers for a moment, before he settled himself between her legs, kissing her neck and playing with her breasts.
“This is a great way to wake up. Thank you,” Ginny said absently, as he continued his sensual assault.
Colby reached down and lifted up her nightgown. His hand started to feel its way up her leg. Ginny wanted her clothing gone, along with his, and was about to say so when the boys started yelling at each other from the other side of her door.
“Give me that. I told you to stop taking my stuff, Nate. Ain't yours to take!”
“It is mine. You stole it from me first.”
Then came Georgia's voice. “Boys, you're gonna wake up the house if you don't keep your voices down. Get downstairs to breakfast.” That was followed by the trampling of feet down the steps. Colby let out a heavy sigh and shook his head.
Picking her up out of bed, he ordered her to get dressed. “I'll be downstairs waiting with some breakfast. We're going on a picnic. To be alone. Without anyone disturbing us. Agreed?”
By the look on Colby's face, Ginny would have to be stupid not to agree, even if she didn't want to. Which of course, she did. Very much so. She shook her head with an affirmative, then went about getting dressed as quickly as possible.
She was downstairs in a couple of minutes, entering the kitchen in enough time to hear Colby explain that he and Ginny would be gone for part of the morning. He told Nate and Frank what he wanted done by the time he got home and asked Georgia to supervise.
“Any questions,” he asked, knowing that in his current mood, there had better not be any.
All three shook their heads. When Ginny entered, all three heads looked at her for help. “Well, if that's settled, Colby and I will just be going. Mind your sister, boys. If we get back and there's been trouble, you won't be liking life too much. Georgia, don't take any excuses. Okay, bye.”
With that, Colby and Ginny left out the front door and headed to the barn. Colby quickly saddled his horse, climbed up and pulled Ginny to sit on his lap. They were off to find some peace and quiet and hopefully, sex.
*******
They stopped by the same swimming hole that Ginny had visited earlier with Nate. She couldn't think of a better spot, since they could have privacy, then enjoy a nice swim afterwards. The air was filled with the sweet smell of flowers that were growing near the water's edge.
Ginny watched as Colby laid a blanket down on the soft grass. He retrieved the basket with the food and set it aside. As Ginny was reaching down to feel the water, she turned to see Colby had already taken off his boots and socks. In the next few moments, he had his shirt and pants off as well, keeping his long drawers on. It wasn't like Ginny couldn't see his excitement level. Colby hadn't taken his eyes off her the whole time he'd been undressing.
Standing there in his near nakedness, Colby held out his hand. Without a word, Ginny approached him, while removing her shirt. She had opted for her blouse and pants, rather than the cumbersome skirt and seven layers of underwear. She did have on a tight fitting, corset top with chemise. Riding a horse without any support would have been murder.
She opened her pants and let them drop to the ground. She kicked off her shoes, slipped off the pants with the socks. Now she stood before him in the short chemise. She reached in front and loosened her stays. Colby's eyes widened as Ginny's plump breasts popped out of the tight fitting top. She could hear his breathing get ragged as he reached for her.
Colby kissed her immediately, running his fingers in her hair and caressing her face. Before she could think, he had her lying on the ground next to him, pulling apart her top and fondling her. As his mouth kissed other parts of her face and neck, he whispered sweet endearments. Ginny got lost in the moment, enjoying his attention.
The only sounds were the birds chirping in the trees and their desperate breathing. When his hand reached up her leg, Ginny opened up for him, allowing him to explore her further. His fingers found her sensitive nub and began a rhythmic motion. Without thinking, Ginny reached down and grabbed him through his drawers, soliciting a hiss from Colby.
She looked at him and demanded, “Take those off.”
Smiling his compliance, he stood and pulled down his drawers to reveal himself to her for the first time. Seeing him naked, Ginny had that stab of love once again. She was too old to mistake lust and love, but at that point, it didn't matter. She knew what she wanted and dammit if she wouldn't get it.
Lowering himself slowly to the ground, he settled once again between her legs. He pulled down her chemise to fully expose her. He examined each breast in turn and decided on one. Taking the nipple into his mouth, he sucked gently as his fingers once again found her nub. He used one finger to enter her, finding her impossibly wet. Colby felt his control slipping.
He looked at her as he slipped his finger into her, watching her face as she shivered from his invasion. “I have never wanted a woman like I want you right now, Mrs. Miller.”
Ginny picked up her head and raised herself on her elbows. She sat up and grabbed his face in her hands and kissed him. “Then take me. Now.”
“My pleasure,” was his response. He lowered her to the ground, kissing her as they went. Ginny reached down and grabbed hold of him. He was so hard, but after waiting so long, it wasn't a shock. The situation had become dire, with need and want.
He moved her legs to open her up more. Then he whispered his warning. “This may hurt a little, my love. I promise to go slow. If you tell me to stop, I will.”
Ginny, laid back against the blanket, her hair all spread out around her head, said, “I'll be fine. Please don't wait any longer.”
Lowering himself on top of her, he reached down to direct himself inside of her. Just as the head had pushed through the entrance, they heard hoofbeats. Colby stopped to listen, to make sure whoever it was wasn't coming near them. As it became obvious that the direction of the rider was searching them out, Colby cursed.
“Goddammit, somebody better be dead.”
Colby only had a moment to retrieve his drawers and pull them on before the rider broke through the trees. Using his body to shield Ginny, giving her a little time to straighten herself, Colby saw Vas get off his horse. Vas respectfully turned and looked away as Ginny and Colby dressed.
When they were decent, Colby turned back to his friend and asked, “What could be so important, Vas?” His voice was low, nearly growling.
Vas turned around and walked over. “I'm really sorry, Colby. You know I wouldn't have come out here unless it was important.” Vas looked over at Ginny, he looked almost angry at her.
He continued, not taking his eyes off Ginny. “Some people showed up shortly after you left. They were claiming to be Ginny's kin.”
“What?” This was from Ginny. Her family was here? Her real family? Ginny forgot all about her unspent passion and looked back at Vas. “Who were they? Did they say what happened to me?”
Vas turned toward Colby. “They said she ran aw
ay to avoid a marriage.”
Colby turned toward his wife. He didn't appear angry, just sad. “Well, I guess we'd better go and see what this is all about.”
After packing up their picnic, the three rode back to the ranch. As they approached, Ginny saw a carriage sitting in front of the house. Both boys were climbing on top and looking inside. The coachman was showing them around it.
Vas took both horses as Ginny and Colby walked toward the house. Ginny started to feel a strange intimidation. She still couldn't remember anything, but for some reason, she knew this was going to be bad. Pushing past the feeling, she recognized it for what it was. “The big problem.” It was the “thing” that would conspire to keep the two lovers apart. As predictable as it was, when forced to live it, it made Ginny very uneasy.
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