Love in Country (De La Fuente Family 4)

?t want a soul to know that he’s gay. One day soon, I suspect Matthew, the man he’s been having an affair with, will give him an ultimatum, and I pray that Greg will change when he thinks he’s going to lose him.

I’m thankful our marriage of convenience has seen me through the end of my veterinary training and brought me here to Montana and to the man I love with every breath that I take. I wouldn’t change any of that. I just wish that I knew our outcome.

AIDEN

The minute I tug Sarah into my room, I drop my jacket, gloves, and hat to the floor and make quick work of hers.

Shoving her down to the bed, I admit, “I need to feel you against me without all the layers.” I nuzzle into her neck and sigh in pleasure when I feel her legs wrap around my hips and her hands slide up inside my sweater, leaving a trail of heat on my skin.

“Please tell me we don’t need to keep avoiding each other…I can’t do it anymore, Aiden. I need to see you. Talk to you…and just be in your presence. I’ve been so miserable since Eric and Sylvia’s wedding.” Her nails dig into my lower back and it’s all I can do not to come in my jeans.

I was so close to making love to her the night of the wedding, but we both stopped before it could go that far. Part of me regrets that because I want her with a desperation that makes my head spin. She thought that I would regret being with her because she’s married, but that isn’t true, although I never expected to fall in love with a married woman.

There’s more to her marriage than what it seems. Sarah isn’t the type of woman that would cheat, even if her husband is a bastard screwing every skirt in town. I’ve noticed that they both seem to live separate lives, but she’s yet to trust me enough to tell me. It hurts knowing that she lives with another man when that man should be me…but it’s now got to the point where I’ll take whatever I can get because I miss her like crazy.

The feel of her curves against the contours of my body while I nuzzle into her has me hard and aching behind my zipper, which she’ll be able to feel with how closely we’re pressed together.

My hands twitch to touch her breasts, but I’ve stayed away from that area as she once admitted how sensitive they were. It doesn’t stop me from imagining the soft mounds of her breasts in my hands while I slide between the lips of her pussy. Just the thought sends shivers down my spine to land in my balls. My dick tingles and leaks with arousal the more she rubs against it but right now, with her in my arms, I don’t care if I come in my jeans like a teenage boy. I ache for her and with the tiny gasps of pleasure leaving her mouth, I know she aches for me.

“Aiden,” she moans when I grind my hips against her sex.

“I want you to come for me, Sarah. I want you to come hard without me touching your pussy or breasts. Can you do that? Can you come?”

“Oh, God,” she pants, “don’t stop rubbing and I’ll come…so close.”

I seal her lips with mine and as our tongues caress, Sarah’s little gasp and moan as she comes has my own release shooting out of my cock.

Dipping my forehead to hers, I pant through the pleasure that Sarah brings out in me. This isn’t the first time that she’s brought me to release, but I’d managed to hide the fact from her…this time I’m not hiding anything because I brought this beautiful woman to orgasm with me and that makes me feel ten feet tall.

I grin down into her sated, green eyes.

Sarah pinches my ass. “You’re a smug bastard.” She chuckles.

“I made you come without removing your clothes, of course I’m smug.” I laugh and rotate my hips against her. “Pinching the goods is only going to get you into trouble.”

“I’d get in trouble every day as long as you’re with me,” she says with a wry smile on her lips. Her hand lifts and caresses my face, a finger traces along my mouth.

Leaning close, I place a soft kiss to her lips and roll onto my back. I intertwine our fingers together and just lay staring up at the ceiling wishing our situation was different than what it is.

I’ve stayed away from Sarah for months because I didn’t want to cause her more distress and it hurt. I missed talking to her when she’d be at my family’s farm. I missed seeing her smile and the blush that was mine alone. I just missed her, which was why I was so happy when she messaged saying she missed me and wanted to see me.

I should feel guilty being with her like this, but I don’t because I love her. I love her so much that it hurts when I imagine her back at her house…with him.

“You need to stop thinking.” Sarah rolls onto her side and letting go of my hand, snuggles into my arms. She brings her leg between mine and sighs. “This feels so good.”

“It feels like heaven,” I admit, and ask, “How long can you stay?”

She lifts her head. “Greg’s out of town for a few days.”

“That’s music to my ears…Please stay for dinner.”

She buries her face into my chest. “Your family knows I’m married, Aiden. It will be uncomfortable for me.”

“I hate that you go home to him when you should be with me. It makes me crazy imagining him…touching you.”

Seconds tick by as Sarah crawls on top of me, her legs straddle across my hips and her hands cup my face. Tears hover on her lashes, which she blinks away. “My marriage isn’t what you think.” She closes her eyes. “We’ve never had sex, Aiden. Not once. It’s a marriage of convenience. You’re the only one I’ve been this close to in seven years. I can’t carry on letting you think that I’ve ever gone from talking to you, kissing you, to someone else.”

I cup her face and flip her over to her back. “I don’t understand, and I guess you had your reasons, but that makes me damn happy.” I bury my face into her neck and breathe, relief running through me. “Thank you for telling me.”