CHAPTER TWO!!!

I swear its been like a years since I've started this and I FINALLY finished it!

Chapter two of Canyons, Cabins, and Campfires

More rain. Cheyenne was up early this time just watching it, a cup of hot coffee in her hand and wearing one of his shirts again. The morning was quiet. The mornings of that entire week were quiet and they were getting more rain in Arizona than usual, not that Cheyenne complained. The state needed the rain. A smile curled on her lips as she enjoyed the silence. Yesterday’s activities had worn out her lover and he currently remained sleeping in the bedroom. The silence was broken by a high pitched ringing from the kitchen. Her brows furrowed. Who had the number to his landline? With a sigh she made her way to the kitchen as the consistent ringing continued. She then picked up the receiver and held it to her ear.

“Hello?”

“Cheyenne?” A familiar voice was on the end of the line. Alice. Cheyenne rolled her eyes and smiled.

“This better be good Alice.” She spoke teasingly.

“Oi! Woman you gave me the number if I had to reach you!” Alice had snark. Cheyenne only laughed.

“I know sweetie. What’s up? Everything okay?”

“Yeah yeah. Just wanted to see how your romantic week with your boyfriend is going.” Alice had a teasing singsongy tone to her voice. At this Cheyenne laughed.

“It’s going wonderfully, precious. How are you Mitchell holding up?”

“We’re doing fine. We’ve got a date tonight.”

Finally they were going somewhere with their relationship. Cheyenne’s smile widened.

“Where are you two going?”

“To Taverna. We wanna try it. I mean you and Mojave rant and rave about that place.”

“Well the food is phenomenal. You two will love it.”

“I bet we will! Oh and Cheyenne?”

“Yes darling?”

“I know he’s my best friend and whatnot but…I think…I think I’m falling in love with him.”

Cheyenne went silent. Her heart leapt for joy at this.

“Oh honey!”

“I hope he feels the same way.”

“Oh sister if he doesn’t I’ll knock some sense into him! How can he not love you?!”

“I don’t know…but I just…”

Cheyenne could sense Alice smiling even over the phone.

“You love him honey.”

She felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist and hug her close.

“Who are you talking to.” Came a voice.

“Hi Mojave!” Alice shouted over the receiver, she had obviously heard his voice. He rolled his eyes and smiled.

“Alice! Hang up the phone! You can talk to your sister when we get back!” He chuckled.

“I love you too Mojave! Take care of my sister now!”

“She is in good hands.” He gave Cheyenne’s breast a squeeze. “Literally.”

Cheyenne turned red at the action but smiled and leaned into her love.

“I’m gonna hang up now Alice. I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon. Tell Mitchell we say hello and he better treat you like a lady on your date tonight!”

“Will do. I love you!”

“I love you too my little Skyfire.”

And she hung up the phone and turned around to Mojave sliding her arms around his neck grinning. He returned her grin.

“He’s taking her on a date?”

“Yes love.” She replied kissing him. His smile broadened as he kissed back.

“He’s falling in love with her.”

“She’s already in love with him.”

“He may be my cousin but she’s like my sister. He hurts her I kick his ass.”

Cheyenne giggled.

“And she considers you a brother.”

With that she kissed him before they could continue any more playful banter. He groaned kissing her back his hands grasping her rounded buttocks firmly. A chuckle left his lips as he pulled away. The heat from his pants radiated and Cheyenne grinned upon feeling the hardness rub up against her.

“Let me go light a fire. Then we can really heat this cabin up.” He winked.

Soon a fire was crackling in the fireplace and Cheyenne had decided to prepare a plate filled with their favorite fruits and some chocolate. She knew that Mojave enjoyed licking chocolate off of her fingers as well as other parts of her body. Eagerly he awaited her arrival as he lounged upon the couch, donned in nothing but a pair of flannel pants. It showed off his taut lean muscles under such smooth flesh. The mere sight of him sitting shirtless was enough to get Cheyenne going. A soft purr emitted from her throat as she set down the tray of goods and straddled her lover, her warm mouth aimed directly at his neck. She could feel his pulse throbbing against her lips as she showered his strong neck with kisses and gentle nips but she could also feel his organ harden beneath her. With a devious grin she kissed Mojave fiercely, grinding her hot sex against his erection as she did. Something about her drove Mojave nuts, in a good way. The man groaned into her mouth as his tanned hands grasped her rounded buttocks roughly. Breaking from her he released another low moan as he felt her wetting sex press against his.

“Cheyenne. Floor. Now.” He growled a bit. She grinned, leaned forward and nipped his lower lip before sliding off his lap and quickly removing her clothes. However as soon as she was naked in front of him he pounced on her, ravishing her flesh with his lips as he removed his pants to release his throbbing hardness. No time was wasted as he promptly thrust into her. Nothing was gentle about his actions, and that is how they both liked it. Strong hands gripped onto her firm buttocks as his hips repeatedly slammed into hers and low grunts emitted from his throat as he repeatedly penetrated her. In turn Cheyenne arched her frame into his, her legs wrapping around his powerful torso to pull him closer to her. Toned arms wrapped around his neck pulling him closer to her so she could feel his hot breath upon her neck. His teeth enclosed over her shoulder as he nipped her flesh, suckled upon it. His goal was to leave a mark. She released a high pitched moan as he switched up his angle of penetration to stroke that sweet spot of hers.

“Yes Mojave!” She squealed. One hand clutched the back of his head, fingers tangled in the mane of dark tresses that spilled around his face, the other digging into his shoulder. Plump lips pressed kisses up her neck and to her ear as he pumped himself deeply into her sex.

“You’re enjoying the feel of my hair upon your bare flesh aren’t you baby.” He purred with a grin before kissing her head. “And you’re so close, I can feel it.”

It was true. Cheyenne was close to orgasm. His lips crashed against hers, kissing her fiercely as he thrust deeply into her. Soon enough Cheyenne screamed into her beloved mouth, white flashed before her eyes and her muscles clamped around his member as the wave of her orgasm crashed over her body, shooting down to every nerve, to every fiber of her being. And moments later she heard a low grunting in her ear as Mojave buried himself into her spilling every last drop of his seed into her. Panting he slowly withdrew from her and rolled to her side with a satisfied sigh. Small beads of sweat rest across his brow, as his chest rose and fell. A smile curled across both of their lips as Cheyenne shifted onto her side and placed her head against his broad shoulder, kissing his bearded jaw lightly. A muscled arm slid around her frame, dexterous fingers stroking her hip lightly as they heaved a collective sigh.

“I love you Cheyenne.” He murmured.

“I love you too Mojave.”

They shared a sweet kiss and smiled but Mojave pulled away slightly, his fingers stroking her cheek lightly.

“My love I have a question for you that I would very much like to know the answer to…” His voice was low and soft.

“What is that my sweet?” She asked her fingers gently stroking his beard.

Quickly pressing a kiss to her forehead he staggered to get to his feet and slowly walked towards a cabinet behind the couch. In the back corner he found the little box he was looking for and smiled. Cheyenne gave him a curious look as she straightened up.

“Mojave?” She questioned.

He stood behind the couch a broad smile on his face as he held the box concealed in his hands. She raised a brow at him as she gracefully rose to her feet and shuffled to him. Her hand went to his shoulder, her eyes holding a rather curious twinkle.

“Honey?” She asked.

Slowly he slid down to one knee and revealed the box opening it to reveal a ring, a golden band inlaid with turquoise. A hopeful look twinkled in his eyes as he glanced up to Cheyenne. She gasped upon seeing the ring, her hands covering her mouth in surprise.

“Gods…Mojave?”

“Cheyenne my only? Will you marry me?” He asked.

She had to remember to breathe as she looked from the man she loved, to the ring, and then back up to him again. Tears began to well in her eyes as she pounced upon Mojave kissing him. He kissed her back with a smile and then pulled away.

“I take that as a yes?”

“Of course you big lummox! I would be so happy to be your wife!”

She laughed as tears of sheer joy dripped down her cheeks. He took the ring and slid it upon her ring finger a broad smile upon his face and caressed her cheek with his hand.

“I love you Cheyenne and I want nothing more than to be your husband.” He said as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her tenderly.