Everett nodded and grabbed his hunting gear from his horse. "I'll be back in less than an hour, hopefully with something good," he said as he waved and took off into the forest. He searched and tracked, but tonight wasn't his night, and he came back to camp with one skinny rabbit after an hour. "Seems like the wildlife all went somewhere else tonight," he said as he started to skin and cut the rabbit for Eleanor.
Eleanor casted a sympathetic smile, she had set up the camp and had a nice fire going. Along with taking care of the horses, getting them untacked and hitched.
“Rabbit is still better than nothing,” she watched as Everett expertly skinned the animal. “Cook it with some thyme and salt, it still tastes delicious.”
While she had been working on setting up camp, she had wanted to ask more about him. After all, she would be working with him for a couple days, this treasure was not going to be quick to find. She hoped that he wouldn’t be offended by her nosiness.
“What else do you do for a living Mr. Everett?” She asked before a humored smile touched her mouth. “I assume it’s not running around the nation, following a random strange in treasure hunts.”
She was making fun of herself at this point, she had hired other folks off the street before but they were never quite like the man before her. He was… different, that much she could tell.
Everett laughed. “Nope, I only do this as a hobby,” he joked. “But mostly I’m a bounty hunter. Takes me everywhere, keeps me busy.”
He helped her cut up the meat and prep the meal, proving to be surprisingly domestic for a man without a home. “How ‘bout you? Is this your job or your hobby?”
“This is my job and hobby. But I do other odd jobs as well to make extra income.” Eleanor clarified, she took the pre cut meat and placed it in the small frying cast iron pan she had, which had grown hot over the fire, it sizzled as she seasoned it with salt and thyme. She was surprised by his domestic abilities, not commonly seen in a man.
“But bounty hunting is dangerous and exhilarating, I have never done it before but you must lead a very exciting life.” Her tone was light and humorous. But her when she glanced at his face, so striking in the firelight and it made her heart flutter. She swallowed, focusing her attention back in the food she was cooking, turning the meat over with her knife.
“You must be very good at it then.”
He listened to her talk, still entranced by the cadence of her voice. Watching her cook and smelling the delicious aroma of herbs and meat, he was silent for an extra moment after her comment.
“I do alright,” he finally said. “I… I used to work as a lawman, so I know how to catch criminals.”
Eleanor looked up from her cooking, her eyes wide with wonder at him. She wasn’t as surprised with him confessing to be a bounty hunter as she was with him being a lawman. She felt more at ease with him there with her now.
“Wow, that is incredible.” She praised, but her smile faltered slightly “I know it’s not the easiest job, but it’s something that must be done I suppose.”
She turned away for a moment, stabbing pieces of cooked rabbit meat with a smaller knife, offering the bigger piece to Everett and she kept the smaller one for herself.
“Eat up lawman,” she teased “you’ll need all your strength for tomorrow.”
Everett’s wry grin was tinged with a bit of melancholy at being called a lawman again. “I’m sure I will, Miss Ivie. Smells delicious.”
As soon as he noticed that his piece was larger, he furrowed his eyebrows. “You need to eat well too,” he grumbled.
Taking a bite of her cooked rabbit, she savored the flavor for a moment before she looked mighty pleased with herself.
“I am eating well,” she said after swallowing her bite. “But it would be rude of me to take the bigger piece, you are my guest!”
Leaning over to her pack, she pulled what looked to be a bottle, it looked old and dusty. She read the label before offering it to Everett.
“Ten Year whiskey, excellent vintage if you happen to be a connissure.” She met his eyes once more, almost marvel in how blue they were. “Share a drink with me?”
Everett let the topic of the food division go for now; if she looked even a little bit hungry later, he was going to hunt some more. The thought of holding her in his lap as he fed her a bit of cooked meat, her lips wrapped around his fingers…
He shook his head of the thought as she asked him about the whiskey.
“I’d be happy to, let’s drink.” He took the bottle and was about to take a swig of it straight from the bottle before he glanced back at her. “Sorry. Should I get out a cup?”
With a laugh, Eleanor took the bottle from his hands and took a small swig from the bottle. Swallowing it down, making a funny face in response to the burn she felt.
“No need.” She said a little hoarsely, “one less dish to dirty.”
She studied the man before her, she had been wondering to herself what kind of man he was. He was very polite and courteous with her, but she could see in the depths of his eyes that there was something dark lurking.
She felt herself lean against his shoulder, despite all of this, she did hope that she would be able to consider him a friend after this.
“I do hope that we can become friends after this.” She hummed softly, handing him back the bottle. “I would very much like to have our paths cross again.”
Everett smiled as he took back the bottle and knocked it back, taking a healthy gulp. It was smooth and burned so good on the way down. He took a deep breath and gave the bottle back to her.
“We’ve shared a drink, I’d like to think we’re friends now.”
It was, however, terribly hard to think when she was leaning against him, her soft curves so close, all he had to do was reach out and hold her…
Everett was aware of her scent, soft and feminine, and his heart beat faster at the thought of seducing the woman, taking her underneath the stars until the sun rose.
He was too busy looking at her and thinking such lustful thoughts that he realized belatedly that she probably caught him staring at her.
She found herself smiling in his agreement to their friendship, she managed to befriend a man like was beyond her. She was a scholar at most, who rode around digging thr dirt for lost items. Maybe it was a common interest they shared? But he seemed to rugged for that.
But his eyes lingered on her for a long time, there was a softness about his beautiful eyes that made her blush fiercely. She swallowed, a large lump in her throat from her awkward nerves.
“Mr. Everett?” She asked, a little more softly than normal. “Is something wrong?”
He blinked himself out of his thoughts and put on a smile. “Nothing’s wrong, sweetheart,” he said quietly, his voice a bit deeper. “Just got distracted by your hair.” He reached out and lazily wrapped a tendril of her auburn hair around his fingers. “It is as soft as it looks,” he said with some awe before letting the strands fall from his grasp.
Then he pulled back, aware of how close he was. “Sorry,” he mumbled. “Couldn’t help myself.”
“No it’s okay..” Eleanor found herself saying, realizing that she had been holding her breath with Everett’s hands so close to her, touching her hair.
Her heart was racing and it created a tightness in her chest, she let out another shaky sigh before she her lips curved up into a smile.
“I don’t mind.” she swallowed, looking away for a moment. She didn’t want to make him feel anymore awkward, her cheeks burned even more. He was an incredibly handsome man, of course she felt excited for his interest, his act was something out of a story book she read. She wanted him to touch her… her body trembled at the thought, how warm his hands would be and how strong he would feel against her.
At her soft words and the shy manner in which she looked away from, Everett felt his heart thump. The chase was on.
“Don’t mind? Sweetheart, you can’t say something like that to a man like me.”
He leaned in closer and lightly caressed her cheek with the back of his fingers. “Men like me eat up ladies like you. Ain’t you afraid?”
She met his eyes once more, she shivered at his words. Eleanor knew that what she was doing was insane and her father, god bless his soul, would not approve. She had only met this man hours ago, she shouldn’t feel this attracted to him.
But she trusted Everett and she loved the rather wolfish look in his eye and the way his fingers felt against her skin, she couldn’t help the urge to play with this fire. Her eyes fluttered softly and she smiled shyly.
“Why should I be afraid of you Mr Everett?” she murmured, leaning forward a little as well.
Everett watched her reaction, pleased by her willingness to respond to his advances. Perhaps he’d see her blush some more.
“Because I’m just a wolf behind this gentleman’s mask,” he said in a low voice, leaning in closer as he tucked her hair behind her ear. He ducked his head down and ran his lips along the shell of her ear, nibbling lightly on her earlobe.
“Will you give me a taste of you, sweetheart?”
Her response to his closeness caused her to gasp a little, when his lips barely caressed her earlobe she practically melted. His words like honey dripping into her ear, she wanted nothing more than to jump into his lap and ravage him. But she knew that savoring this would reap so much more.
“Yes.. I would like that very much.” she consented breathily, her reaching up and touching delicately along his jawline. She swallowed, a mixture of nerves and excitement cause her to tremble slightly and her heart was racing so fast and hard, she swore that he could hear it.
Everett chuckled softly as he held her chin between his thumb and fingers. Brushing her lips with his thumb, he smiled. “You’re so cute when you’re excited,” he said quietly.
He leaned into her touch as he moved in, closer, his lips brushing over hers. Gazing at her for a moment, taking in her innocent eagerness, he finally leaned in and kissed her, softly, slowly, as he let go of her chin to snake his hand into her hair, holding her still while his other arm wrapped around her waist and slowly pulled her near, letting her dictate how close she wanted to get.
If he felt any resistance, he was ready to stop pulling her forward, but he hoped she wouldn’t. He wanted to feel her warm body against his, in more ways than one.
Eleanor giggles at his compliment, her cheeks flushing as his thumb traced her lips. He moved into her touch and she feels an electric sensation up her arms and to her chest. His eyes gazing into her own for a moment, drinking her in as his lips brushed over her own. She so desperately wanted to him to kiss her. With the fires dying light, she still could see him in the starlight.
And when he did, pressing his lips against her own, his hands moving from her cheek and gripping her hair and wrapping around his waist, pulling her close. She willing followed, opening her mouth slightly to deepen the kiss and a soft moan escaped her lips.
“Everett..” her hands traced down his neck to his shoulders. Pressing her chest against his own.
Feeling her soft chest against his, Everett rumbled softly, pulling her onto his lap. No doubt she could feel his desire under her soft bottom, but he didn’t care; better for her to know how much she was affecting him in this moment.
“Eleanor,” he murmured before kissing her deeper, his hand sliding from her hair to her neck to hold her close. He pulled back from the heated kiss and looked her in the eyes, gauging how far she was willing to go.
“Can I taste all of you?” he asked, as his hand glided along her torso, fingertips brushing the underside of her bosom.
Eleanor had kissed a few men before but not like this, he tasted delicious and she could t get enough of him. He pulled her into his lap and she sat comfortably there, she could feel his arousal and the wet heat between her legs ached for him.
When he pulled away to ask to taste all of her, she could see the desire in his eyes and her body grew hot and her skin tingled in response. She nodded to her, jolting a little when his fingers touched the underside of her bosom. Her skin had grown sensitive and she felt goosebumps at his slightest touch.
“Y-yes!” She exhaled breathily, a small, playful smile on her lips. “And I want to taste all of you too.”
Everett smiled, his eyes darkening as he cupped her breast in his hand, kneading it gently, feeling the shape in his palm.
Then he started to unbutton her shirt in an unhurried pace, leaning in to kiss her exposed skin. When her shirt was unbuttoned halfway, he slid the fabric down so he could see the curve of her neck to her shoulders to her arms.
He moved to kiss her lips once more as he rubbed one hand on her back slowly, the other stroking her lower belly, his hands traveling ever closer to the junction of her legs.
Leaning into his touch, Eleanor moaned softly when Everett cupped and kneaded her breasts. She’d could feel her nipples peak in response to his touch.
Her body trembled as he unbuttoned her shirt, pushing it aside over her shoulders to expose more of her. His hands were warm against her skin in constraint to the night air.
As his hands travelled lower, she felt that wet heat grow into an almost unbareable ache. She could only imagine how he would feel again or inside her. She began to move her hips a little, to give her some sort of friction she ultimately craved from Everett.
When he kissed her again, she opened her mouth a little to deepen it. Her own hands began to find their way to his shirt, undoing the buttons at the same, unhurried pace. But she she could feel them shake a little with excitement and the night air chill.
She pulls away to undo some more buttons of his shirt, he could see how strong he was underneath. Her hands brushed underneath his shirt to feel the broad expanse of his chest, her fingers trail down to his abdomen.
Everett rumbled softly at her touch, reveling in the sensual brush of her fingers along his skin. Picking her up by the waist, he moved her from his lap back to the ground.
“Gimme one moment,” he said as he grabbed his bed roll and put it down by the fire. Picking her back up and laying her down upon it, he straddled her lower legs as he started to unbutton her pants. His eyes burned with hunger as he exposed her to his view.
Eleanor felt excited as Everett set the scene for them, laying her down on the bedroll as his hungry eyes burned into her. Undressing her, her skin reacted to the midnight air and she shivered from the cold and excitement.
Everett was a sight to behold, he almost looked wolfish in the way his eyes raked over her. Her nipples peeled and she felt the ache between her legs increase, her face burned in her blush as he exposed her to his gaze.
“D-d you like what you see?” She asked rather modestly, her hands instinctively covered her exposed chest.
Her shy reaction to being nude before him only whet his appetite more for her. Everett thew off the rest of his clothes quickly before kneeling before her, his cock hard and aching to sink into Eleanor’s gorgeous body. He forced himself to be patient this time; hers was a treat to be savored, and he intended to make this feast last.
“Very much so,” he replied to her question, taking her hands gently and moving them away from her chest. “Especially this,” he added as he pressed his face against her soft bosom and lay several kisses on her skin. Looking up at her mischievously, he took a nipple into his mouth and licked and sucked on her sensitive bud. He gently kneaded her other breast, lightly pinching her other nipple, his eyes on hers, watching her reactions.
Everett removing the rest of his clothes causes Eleanor to blush madly, openly gawking at the very sight of his naked form before his lips began to caress her chest. The heat of his breath and the softness of his lips sent a ripple of pleasure down her spine.
She had seen naked men before but this just felt different. He looked incredible.. and when he looked at her mischievously, she couldnt help but squeak timidly in response.
Then, Everett used his mouth. Never in her life had she ever considered her nipples to be sensitive like this. Her back arched against him and her hands began to lightly scratch along his neck and entangle in his hair. Her eyes wide open in surprise but a soft, almost strangled moan escaped her lips.
“E-Everett!” Her skin tingled from the heat of his body and the cool night air, she was almost gasping for every breath she took.
Everett grinned as he took one last lick before leaning back. His hands slowly glided down her body until he reached her lovely thighs, and he gently spread her open.
“Need to be inside you, sweetheart.” He took her hand and wrapped it around his hard shaft. “Feel how much I need you.”
Heart racing, head swimming, Eleanor found herself staring at the eyes of a beast who hungered for her. Her fingers trembled slightly just as he brought her hand to his shaft that stood erect, hard and hot in her hands.
Now she finally understood the hunger, her eyes boldly flashed up to his and she licked her lips eagerly. She began to gently stroke ohis erection in a slow repetition. She searched his mysterious eyes a moment longer, her lips curved into a smile.
She craved Everett more than anything. She knew this down to the very depths of her soul.
“I am yours to take.” She vows breathily. “And you’re alone.”
