Country Secrets

by Caz May

  This has essentially ruined my perfectly planned night, but when she speaks excitedly I know the timing couldn't have been more perfect than any night I'd planned.

  "Oh my god Hunter I just helped a cow give birth, yeah?"

  "Yeah baby you did."

  "It was amazing,” she says excitedly making my heart swell with love for her.

  Wiping my hands across my jeans, I then brush my fingers against her cheek.

  "You're amazing Savannah."

  She blushes a deep shade of crimson, and tries to speak but her words are frozen on her tongue.

  It’s now or never.

  Feeling around the ground I find my jacket, the little velvet box sitting next to it in the dirt.

  Picking it up I hold it up to her, flipping open the lid.

  It isn't me down on one knee and her standing, it isn't out somewhere and it’s far from perfect but it’s the right moment.

  Her eyes light up, the sparkle of blue present in them as she looks at me and then at the sapphire encrusted diamond ring I’m holding out to her.

  "Savannah, I know this isn't the perfectly planned night, the amazing moment that every girl dreams of, but having you here with me, helping me and accepting my life is my idea of perfect. And the only thing that would make my life more than perfect would be having you as my wife. Will you marry me Savannah?"

  Her grin says it all, spreading right across her face. “Yes, yes, Hunter, I will marry you,” she says excitedly.

  Taking the ring from the velvet box I toss the box aside and slip the ring onto the finger of her left hand, placing a kiss on it.

  "Its beautiful,” she says, holding her hand up to admire it.

  "It was my grandmother's."

  "Oh Hunter, I love you,” she squeals happily.

  I don't respond, instead pull her body close to mine to kiss her, giving her through my lips on hers all the love I feel for her.

  We take a moment to settle the heifer down, to make sure the calf is able to suckle.

  The night definitely hasn't started out perfect but it’s sure as hell going to end perfect.

  Standing up Savannah brushes the dirt off her butt, smirking at me cheekily as she does so.

  "You're such a tease Savannah,” I say smiling wide.

  "Mmmm, but you like it?"

  "Damn right. I love it. How about we head inside to get cleaned up?” I say suggestively.

  A cheeky grin spreads across her face and she blushes more as she runs back towards the farmhouse. “Dibs on the shower then,” she calls back to me.

  Laughing I pick up her shoes and my jacket following her, with Blitz at my heels.

  Everything is perfect.

  (51) Savannah

  Running back to the farmhouse I can't help but stare at the ring on my finger. The sapphires are most definitely real and I know that means it’s worth a great deal of money.

  It feels really strange to be wearing a ring on my wedding finger again, a mix of feelings, like I don't deserve the happiness of it, and a what if it all goes wrong feeling just like my wedding previously.

  I can't think of that now though.

  The night is too perfect to ruin with my melancholic thoughts of the past.

  I'll have to tell Hunter at some point, but right now I need to be with him.

  Stopping at the farmhouse door, standing against it, I watch him run towards me from the barn with the biggest grin on his face, once again showing his adorable dimples. I don’t move an inch, even when he steps up to me, his nose against mine.

  "I thought you were having a shower first?" he taunts.

  I giggle before closing the distance between us with a kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck to pull his body closer to mine.

  Pulling away I breathe into his ear. “Maybe you should join me?"

  He lets out a guttural moan, that sets the fire burning in my belly.

  I want him now. All of him, now.

  Grabbing his shirt in my grip I suggest, "It'd be a shame to waste water.”

  He bends down to try and kiss me in reply but I hold my finger up to my lips instead and reach behind me to open the door.

  Following me, his gaze does not leave mine even as I sashay down the hallway towards the bathroom, discarding my clothes on the way.

  Once I reach the bathroom, wearing only my underwear, that barely covers any skin , I stop to stand in the doorway again.

  He takes one longing look at me, taking in the sight of me practically naked before he pushes me into the bathroom and against the wall.

  Grabbing my arse in his grip makes my skin burn with his touch.

  “A g-string Savannah?” he questions, his lip curling on one side.

  "I was wearing a tight skirt,” I defend cheekily.

  "Yeah true, but I’d prefer if you had nothing on."

  Lifting my hands above my head he kisses my neck, licking my skin in delight.

  His lips continue placing kisses across my shoulder, stopping a moment to look up at me with the carnal Tarzan look in his eyes that drives me crazy for him.

  I can't tear my eyes from his.

  The desire to be with him is heading south and I can feel the minimal fabric of my g-string becoming soaked with my want for him.

  "Kiss me, Hunter,” I demand.

  He licks his lips, before smashing his lips against mine in a fierce kiss that is just like our kiss before he left for the farming conference.

  He licks my lips, forcing me to open my mouth and all I can do is respond, my mouth melting against his.

  He’s still completely dressed and with my arms still above my head I feel completely at his in control in a way I've never felt before, so alive and so cherished.

  Pulling away from the delicious kiss I teasingly say, "Baby, I think you're supposed to be naked for a shower."

  He lets out a deep laugh, his eyes locked on mine as he slowly strips from his clothes, discarding them to the floor.

  As he pushes his boxers to the floor I gasp in shock seeing him completely naked, his dick hard showing his desire.

  In his Tarzan voice he groans at me, "Touch me Savannah."

  I reach towards his body, grabbing his throbbing dick in my hand, slowly running my hand up and down his length. He moans so deeply I think he’s going to let go right away, but instead he grabs my hips, his fingers grazing along the edge of my g-string.

  Leaning closer to me he whispers seductively, "Do you want me to touch you Savannah?"

  “Yes," I say, my tone raspy and before I even have a moment to think about what he’s asking my g-string is on the floor at my feet.

  Pressing a kiss to my lips, at the very same moment he plunges a finger into my hot waiting body, causing me to moan into his mouth, giving into the sheer pleasure of his kiss and touch.

  Panting he pulls back. “You're so fucking wet Savannah."

  I bite my lips, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks.

  "Don't be embarrassed baby. It's hot as!"

  Those words awake something even more in me.

  I want him so much it hurt, my whole body alive, my core throbbing, demanding release.

  Biting my lips again I teasingly edge my bra straps down my arms, unclasping it and discarding it to the floor.

  His eyes light up with longing again, his eyes gazing over my nakedness when he speaks, "You're absolutely breathtaking Savannah."

  Stepping closer to me, pressing his body against mine he begins his trail of kisses again, across my collarbone, to each breast, teasing the nipples with his tongue.

  The sheer pleasure has me breathless, as he continues lower, kissing down my scar, until he reaches my hips.

  Looking up at me, he grabs my arse in his hands, before his kisses reach the inside of my thighs.

  He lets out a strange but delicious growl, kissing my clit, licking, tasting and sucking.

  Grabbing his hair in my fists, I buck my pelvis against his face.

  Nothing has ever felt this amazing befor
e, the sensation of his tongue deep within me is something I want to feel again and again.

  "Oh fuck, Hunter. I'm going to come,” I scream out, wanting the sweet release to overcome my body when his tongue leaves my intimate flesh and he looks up at me again, a satisfied smirk on his face.

  He stands up, his face so close, a whisper from mine and he croons, ”Not yet baby."

  Closing the gap he kisses me so hard I can taste myself on his lips.

  It’s damn hot and I can feel the desire between my legs building again, not to mention his desire pressing into my belly.

  Breathless he pulls away from the kiss. “How about we get clean before we get really dirty?" he says suggestively in a seductive tone that makes my stomach flip flop and my heart pound.

  I know exactly what he means and I’m going to enjoy every second.

  He grips my hand, dragging me across the bathroom to the shower, pushing the curtain across and turning the taps on.

  The steam begins rising to the ceiling and he steps into the shower, beckoning me in with his sexy smirk on his face.

  Stepping in I slip on the tiles, my body crashing into his.

  "Careful baby,” He coos, stroking my hair.

  There’s silence between us for a moment, an unspoken connection as we just look into each other's eyes with the water cascading over our bodies.

  Hunter breaks the silence, "I love you Savannah and I want to make you mine completely."

  His words again cause my insides to stir in want, my whole body feeling a rush of warmth with the feelings this gorgeous man invokes in me.

  "I love you to Hunter. I'm yours."

  He licks his lips, our little unspoken tease and I respond by licking mine and stretching up to him with my arms wrapped around his neck to lick his lips and kiss him passionately.

  Shivering I pull back from him. "Cold baby?"

  I shake my head. “No, hot. And you, me, bedroom now,” I taunt running my hands down his body and grabbing his dick in my grasp.

  "Oh I'm there baby,” he teases back, shutting off the taps and following me out of the bathroom to the bedroom.

  The look in his eyes is pure want but absolute love; when he stops at the bedroom door to find me sitting on the edge of the bed with my legs crossed, my hands pressing into the bed.

  I've never wanted to be with someone more.

  There’s no doubt in mind that I’m hopelessly in love with Hunter Mackenney.

  (52) Hunter

  Stopping in the doorway of my bedroom, after running from our hot bathroom session I can't help but stare at her sitting on the edge of the bed in a seductive pose, like she is literally saying, 'Fuck me now’ and god do I want to.

  God she looks absolutely fucking amazingly beautiful

  I've literally wanted this for months, from the moment I first kissed her, and every kiss after that.

  Every night she's been naked in my arms I've wanted her and just like I knew it would proposing to her with the promise of our perfect life together has awoken the desire within her.

  The delicious grin on her face is causing my desire to rise for again.

  Heading into the room towards her I stop just centimetres from her crossed legs, pressing a kiss to her forehead, my hands on her thighs to push her legs apart, stepping in between them. Standing over her she edges back on the bed.

  "Tell me what you want Savannah,” I taunt seductively, my voice husky.

  "You Hunter. I want you to make love to me."

  She lies back on the bed, exposed and vulnerable, naked, ready for me to make her mine.

  Crawling up the bed I close the gap between us, covering her body with mine, kissing the sweet spot I'd found on her neck that makes her hips buck against me.

  Again I lick along her collarbone, down across her breasts, teasing and licking her nipples, making them again rise to attention.

  Her breathing has become panting, so desperate and hot that it makes the need to have her close, so desperate. I need to feel her skin against mine, need to feel what it’s like to be inside her.

  Licking along her scar again I speak softly, "Every inch of your body is beautiful."

  She doesn't speak but instead lets out a little gasp, biting her lips.

  Grabbing her hips I pull her body onto my lap and my heart swells with love at how she’s like putty in my arms, knowing exactly what I want, what we need.

  Her legs wrap around my arse and her arms around my back, as she look into my eyes. “I want you Hunter,” she says huskily, her voice filled with desire.

  I smash my lips with hers, in a desperate desire filled kiss.

  Our tongues dance together and I feel completely drunk on her. She’s mine and I need all of her now, need to make our bodies one.

  Breathless from her kiss I pull away and whisper in her ear, ”Please let me make you mine Savannah."

  “Mmm," she muses softly, unwrapping her legs from around me and lying back on the bed, seductively throwing her hands behind her head.

  Stretching over her and kissing her softly I push my body slowly into hers, opening her sweet folds as she takes my length deep within her. Moaning against my lips, she bucks her hips to meet mine as I thrust in and out of her, desperately but slowly, taking my time to feel the overwhelming pleasure of finally making love to her.

  She cups my face in her hands pulling me closer for a desperate kiss, her hips still moving with mine. Being inside her is so amazing, her body made to be one with mine.

  Her hot kiss becomes breathless, her climax building.

  I can feel her body clinching, her muscles contracting around my dick, ready to release.

  Brushing a stray hair from her cheek I urge her, "Come for me Savannah, come for me baby.”

  With a hard thrust into her, looking deep into her eyes I watch her as she lets out a deep moan. “Oh Hunter, fuck!”

  Her climax is hard and strong with mine following, filling her hot body before I collapse against her chest, panting, not ready to be apart from her.

  Her hands grab at my hair and she presses a kiss against my head when I look up at her.

  “That was amazing,” she says softly, not tearing her eyes from mine.

  It was better than amazing; it was more than I could have ever dreamt of.

  I don't doubt that I’m meant to be with her and pulling out of her body, I lay next to her, propping myself up on my elbow and running a finger along her body.

  "Amazing doesn't even begin to describe it."

  "Mmm...I love you Hunter."

  "I love you too Savannah, so fucking much."

  Softly kissing me she looks up at me with a hint of regret in her eyes, running her finger along her engagement ring.

  Caressing her cheek I ask worriedly, "Please don't tell me your having second thoughts baby?"

  She sighs before she replies, "No I want to marry you but.."

  The pain in her eyes has me worried.

  I'd just made love to her after proposing to her and she’s now going to reject me.

  My heart is pounding. I want to scream at her, a thousand words tumbling in my head, but instead I try to remain calm when I ask, "But what baby? Did I hurt you?"

  She shakes her head. “No…I just wish my Dad could walk me down the aisle."

  "You wish?"

  Tears have started to fall down her cheeks. I brush them away with my thumb.

  "Please baby, tell me what's wrong."

  "He can't Hunter. And my Mum can't be there either, again."

  The tears are sobs now, retched sobs that tug at my heart.

  "Baby what do you mean?"

  "My parents are dead. They had a car accident on the day of my wedding."

  "And you still went through with the wedding?"

  She sits up, pulling the sheets to her chest, using them to wipe the tears away.

  "It was all a big mess,” she begins, trying to not to sob, “Dante didn't want the big wedding so we'd just planned to go to the registry offic
e and we're going to meet our parents for dinner after."

  "And they never came?"

  Her tears are flowing again. “Yeah...I couldn't find my phone and Dante...oh god I can't..."

  I pull her close, letting her cry into my shoulder as I rub her back.

  "It's ok baby. You don't have to tell me."

  She turns her head to look up at me and even with her tear stained face she’s still absolutely beautiful, the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known.

  I kiss her cheeks and she giggles, her guard softening again.

  "So..um well...Dante wouldn't let me use his phone to call them and told me that his parents had cancelled on coming at the last minute."

  "Seriously?"

  "Yeah I know. I shouldn't have believed him, but I was stupid and naive."

  "You're not stupid, baby. You were in love."

  Shaking her head, she says, "No I was blind. You know what happened after that. If my parents were alive..."

  "You can't change the past baby."

  "I know but I can't help but think what if...and if he had..."

  "Oh god Savannah, please don't even say that."

  I kiss her forehead, trying to comfort her somehow, absolutely shocked that I’m still learning things about her past that have caused her so much pain.

  "I'm sorry Hunter. I just want our wedding to be perfect."

  "It will be. Because it's us. I'll take you to the city tomorrow baby if that's what you want."

  "No, no, this time even though my parents can't be there I want the whole big wedding, white dress and all."

  Touching her cheek softly I kiss her. “Anything for you baby and you know what?"

  "What?"

  "Traditions are silly anyway,” I say, grabbing her around the waist, tickling her.

  "I don't get you,” she says through giggles.

  "We don't have to follow the rules to have a perfect wedding."

  "Yeah I guess you're right. Just marrying you will make it perfect."

  “Yeah," I agree.

  She lets out a loud laugh as a thought crosses her mind. “Maybe Blitz could walk down the aisle with me?"