Drawing in a soft breath of air, Emily managed to exhale it out with little difficulty before she put a nervous smile upon the fair complexion of her face, and proceeded to respond back to him in a soft whisper.
“Is that a fact, John?”
“That is indeed a fact, Emily.”
“Well then…I think that you will have to show me then the lengths of your ‘talents’ so that I might know the whole reach of it.”
“I would be very happy and honored to shower you with the gifts that I have been waiting since the first time we saw each other in the horse barn over a month ago to give to you.”
The more she talked with him…the more overwhelming her emotions started to eat away at her rational side with the intent on having her to give in to the passionate yearnings that burned and ached deep within the core of her being.
She picked up on a slower tune starting to play over the speaker system before her attention drifted back to where he stood in front of her with his hands hanging to the sides of his body. Standing before him with little room between the two of them, Emily’s voice escaped from the confines of her mouth with a hint of a sexual urge for him slipping out into the open.
“If you are not up for another dance…Maybe we could go and…check on the horses in the barn…or make sure there is enough hay out of the loft in the morning when you have to feed them.”
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