Summer Love in the Country (Summer Instalove)

feeling of you so close to me, not just now, but at dinner, at work, everywhere.”

“Dean, I love you,” I moaned, feeling the pressure inside about to explode any second.

Feeling his rough thumb gently gliding across my little button so gently pushed me straight

over the edge without warning.

“Oh… Dean... “ I screamed, staring into his gorgeous eyes as I felt like I was falling, pure

heat surging through my body.

“That’s it, sweetie.” His shoulders tensed as his body stiffened, his thrusts becoming

savage and uneven. “Oh God, I can feel you coming all around me.”

His searing gaze locked on mine as he came with a roar, pounding deep and fast as he

erupted so hard inside me I could feel his juices mixing with mine. As he collapsed on top of

me, my limbs tightened around him, caressing him everywhere I could reach.

That he quickly pressed himself up on his forearms. “That was…” He shook his head,

simply staring at me, dumbfounded.

I couldn’t help laughing. “Exactly.”

After a moment, Dean sat up, leaning against the wall as he pulled me into his arms. “I’m

going to be a terrible farmhand and sleep in a guest’s room tonight,” he said with a chuckle.

“And tomorrow at lunch I’m going to ask Miriam if I can stay another week,” I said.

His brows knit together. “I think there are a bunch of guests coming in a day or two. I don’t

know if there will be extra rooms.”

“Then I’ll ask her if it’s okay to stay with you in your room for another week,” I said. “I’ll still pay for my food and lodging with work, but I’d be happy to share a bed.”

Dean’s eyebrows raised. “Wow, baby. When you first got here, you were such a quiet little

thing. Now you’re going to just tell Miriam you’re shacking up with me for a while?”

I could feel how hard I was grinning and choked back a laugh. “Absolutely. I’m going to

blame all of this crazy country air for my inappropriate behavior. There’s just too much

oxygen out here. Maybe I’m high as a kite.”

Dean’s large hand cupped my face as he kissed my nose. “I think that you’ve always been

a country girl at heart. You just didn’t know it.”

“That’s entirely possible,” I agreed.

Reaching across him, I grabbed my phone to set the alarm. “Five forty-five?”

“Five-thirty. I’ll have to go to the house and get our breakfast and coffee.”