Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 68594 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68594 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
“Yes.” I swallowed, worried about his answer. “Do you?”
“A houseful.”
“Oh.”
“Do you see yourself settling here, Quinn?” he asked. “For good?”
I peered up at him, seeing that vulnerability again on his face. “I like it here a lot. Especially now. I have no plans on leaving.”
“Especially now?” he teased. “Because you painted the house?”
I giggled. “No, because my landlord is walking sex on legs and likes my cooking.”
He nipped my neck. “That’s not the only thing he likes.” He kissed me again, pulling me tight to his chest. My heart began to race, and desire swept over me. I wanted him again.
He eased back, pressing his forehead to mine. His breathing was heavy.
“I guess I’d better not risk staying the night.”
I felt the flash of disappointment even though I knew he was right. “Probably.”
“If I don’t go soon, I won’t be able to tear myself away from you.”
I peered up at him. “Really?”
His kiss was soft and sweet this time. “Really.”
“How about I come to the farmhouse and make dinner tomorrow?”
“How about you come to the farmhouse, and I’ll grill. You cook all day.”
“You work too.”
“We’ll make it together.”
“Deal.”
He rolled from bed, pulling on his clothes. I wrapped a robe around me, following him to the door. He turned, drawing me into his arms and kissing me until I had trouble breathing. He stepped back, looking regretful. “Tomorrow,” he promised as he opened the door.
“John?” I murmured, waiting until he met my eyes. “That was more than decent. I’d give you an A.”
A wicked grin crossed his face, and he smirked, shutting the door behind him. Before I could stop him, he swung me into his arms, heading back down the hall. In my room, he tossed me onto the bed.
“A?” he said, sounding disgusted. “I’m not leaving until I get an A fucking plus. So, get ready, baby. It’s gonna be a long night.”
Then he was on me.
And I was good with that.
13
JOHN
Ipulled on my pants, then yanked my shirt over my head. I hesitated at the foot of Quinn’s bed, looking at her in the semi-darkness. It was just after four, and I had woken after a brief period of sleep with her. Otherwise, we’d been at it all night.
Unplanned. Unprotected. Unusual.
Perfection.
She was everything I could have dreamed of in a lover. Loving, responsive, giving, sexy. Any misgivings her ex had left her with vanished as the moments went by. She became more vocal, pleading, leading instead of following. I’d had her three times, the last one as she rode me, her long hair wild around her face, her nails scoring my skin as she drove herself, and me, to completion. She was stunning in her passion. Watching her orgasm, feeling her body spasm, tighten around me, was the most erotic vision I had ever seen.
I was loath to leave her, but I knew I had to. Pumpkin would be awake soon, and she would ask questions. Lots of questions. The entire community would be up when the sun broke through the dawn, and my truck wasn’t exactly quiet. Although we were adults, I felt an underlying need to protect Quinn and Abby from as much gossip as possible.
I bent and brushed a final kiss to Quinn’s forehead, my lips lingering on her warm skin. She smelled of her light perfume, of me, of us.
I liked it.
I made my way through the silent house, peeking in on Abby, then letting myself out. And after making sure the door locked behind me, I headed to my truck. I was glad Quinn’s house was so close to the corner as I started the engine and left. That meant fewer people looking out to see what vehicle was around.
I had another long, busy day ahead of me, and I needed to get back to the farm and begin the never-ending list of chores that waited.
Yet somehow, the thoughts of the two females I’d left behind lingered on my mind all day.
The sun was high in the sky when I headed back to the house. The crops were coming along well, and I had finished the repairs to the fence the donkey had damaged. I did some plowing in a new section of land I had added last year but not cultivated yet. I was going to experiment with a different crop and see how it did before using the other half of the land. I was tired and my body ached. I had a slight headache from the heat and the fact that I hadn’t drunk nearly enough water as I’d been too busy. The sandwiches I’d eaten early were nowhere near as good as the ones I’d eaten from the Dill. I laughed quietly as I rounded the corner. Even I was calling it that now.
I stopped in surprise, seeing Quinn’s SUV in the driveway. I wasn’t expecting her until later. I had pulled some steaks from the freezer, but that was as far as I had gotten with any ideas for dinner. I sped up, climbing the steps and walking into the house.