Page 20 of Stalked By the Farmer

She loves me too. Always has.

Just like I've always loved her.

A peace settles over.

"Misty, tell me you love me too."

She tries to speak. "I... Conner, I... I think..."

"No, Misty. Don't think. I already know what you think. I want to know what you feel."

She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. "I love you too. I have for a long time. I always have."

It's all I need to hear. I've wanted to hear those words from her lips for so long. And it's the most beautiful thing I've ever heard.

I gently kiss her forehead, and then her nose. I press my lips to hers, tasting tears and salt and the most delicious thing in the entire world: my best friend.

Misty moans into my mouth, and it's my undoing. I want her. All of her. I pull her to me and stand suddenly, scooping her into my arms and carrying her out of the restaurant.

I buckle her up in my truck and take her home. Neither of us speaks, but electricity buzzes between us. It's like we've both been waiting our entire lives for this moment.

I throw my truck into park and rush around to pick her up out of it, my lips instantly meeting hers again once I get her back in my arms.

And I finally do what I've always wanted to do.

I carry Misty over the threshold of the house I built for her, and then I take her to the bedroom.

I lay her gently on the bed and climb on top of her, kissing her lips, her eyes, her neck. Tingles erupt along my spine as she shivers beneath me.

She whimpers and purrs underneath me like a barn kitten, and I'm so fucking hard for her I can hardly see straight.

But somehow I manage to stop from going any further until I've told her the entire truth.

"I need you to know everything before we go any further, Misty."

She looks up at me with those beautiful eyes of hers, waiting.

"I'm fucking obsessed with you. I sit outside your bedroom window at night and jack off to you. My cock is permanently hard thinking of you. And that obsession is only going to get worse when I get inside this pussy. So, make sure you really want this becuase I'm not letting you go again, beautiful."

Misty is silent for so long I'm afraid she's going to change her mind, and I don't know what I'll do if she does. I don't know if I have the strength to let her go, but I need no more secrets between us. I want her to know everything.

Finally, she grabs my face in her little hands and pulls my lips down to hers, kissing me with a voraciousness that matches my own.

Precum starts frothing from my tip, and I groan into her mouth as I deepend the kiss and start yanking her clothes from that delectable little body of hers.

And then I'm finally inside her for the first time.

She feels swollen and ridiculously tight, making me grumble in my throat. Her hips jerk to meet mine, and we start moving together.

My mouth is at her ear, my hips pistoning in and out, the friction between our bodies so satisfying and incredible.

I want to say so much but I can't. My cock is in control now, and all I can do is thrust harder.

I need to feel her come on my cock. I need to hear her moan my name. I need to know I make her feel good.

"Conner!" she gasps, and it's all the encouragement I need.

"Faster!" Her voice is sexy as hell, her eyes locked with mine. I can't tear them away.

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