Summer Love in the Country (Summer Instalove)

against me. Her soft breasts were crushed against my chest, and her hips began to move

back and forth, pressing my hard cock into her stomach.

“Dammit, why can’t I stop around you?” I growled softly, as her eyes sparkled.

“I’m not sure if I want you to stop,” she whispered.

Christ, there was no way I could control anything now. Lifting her by the thighs, I sat her up on the bench of the four-wheeler, pressing myself between her thighs. I was rewarded with

another soft moan, her body wriggling up against me as her legs locked around my hips.

As her lips collided against mine, I felt a chill run through me as I realized how much I

needed to take her, right here, right now. She was definitely thinking the same thing, her

hands sliding up the back of my t-shirt to press her fingers against my skin.

Gently grasping the back of her neck, I arched her backward so that I could kiss along her

delicate throat while my other hand slid under her t-shirt and tank top to caress her

luscious, full breasts. She gasped again, her eyes wide as she stared at me, both of us

slightly shocked this was happening.

Her tender skin felt like silk under my rough hand. My thumb ran around her nipple, studying the way her breath caught as her body gave a tiny jump.

Joanna’s lovely eyes were dancing as she smiled at me, then she blinked hard. Then she

blinked again, her face tipping back up to the sky.

Leaning forward, her mouth brushed mine as she whispered, “I know I’ve never kissed

anyone before, but I’ve certainly never kissed a guy in the rain.”

I knew that she was innocent, but knowing that I was the only guy she had ever been with

sent a surge of adrenaline straight through me. I needed to possess her. I need to make

her mine and claim her hot, curvy body right now.

Then I felt droplets hitting the back of my neck, and realized what she had said. Looking up,

I saw that the sky had become dark. “Shit,” I muttered, keeping one arm around her, but

spinning to study the clouds all around us.

“What’s wrong?” she asked. “It’s just a little rain, and you’re so warm that it doesn’t matter.”

“Scanning for lightning,” I said quickly.

Although I didn’t see any, and I would have stayed out to work a bit longer if I were alone,

there was no way on this earth I was going to let Joanna be outside in a lightning storm. It

was something my mother had always been paranoid about, and it must have rubbed off on

me.