Moving Back Home

Chapter Two

Three Years Ago

I was walking through the pasture, watching as my dad raced Dean around the field on horseback. Dean was seriously the most beautiful guy I've ever laid my eyes on; I was so in love with him. He had such an effect on me, and I was pretty sure he was going to be the only guy I would ever want. My mom's dogs followed me just about everywhere I walked. Summer had just ending and I could already tell that the leaves were beginning to brown. Mom was always the happiest around this time, because most of the vegetables in her garden were almost ready to harvest. I walk back to the house and sit on the front porch. This was going to be a good year for me, I was going to graduate high school and volunteer at the animal hospital. I always loved being around animals; sometimes more than I enjoyed hanging out with my own friends.

My dad comes walking past me a couple minutes later, messing my hair up as he goes inside. Mom must have dinner ready, Dad was always the first to the table. I smile as I get up to join him. However, Dean is lifting me up bridal style and carrying me to the bed of his truck before I can reach my front door. I try to wiggle myself out of his hold, but he's much stronger than me.

"Stop Dean, my parents are just inside," I say as he lays kisses from my ear to my neck.

He chuckles, "Come on Cass, I missed you."

"You've been here all day," I argue before his lips meet mine.

His hands grip on my waist while his teeth slightly bite my bottom lip. I moan quietly into his kiss before I realize his erection was pressing into my thigh. He wanted me, and I definitely wanted to be with him. Normally, I would push him off me by now. We hadn't had sex before but we got close a couple of times. I just didn't want him to leave me if I gave it to him whenever he wanted. However, this time it was different. I kissed back and pulled him closer to me. He knew in an instant that I wanted the same thing he did. His brown eyes give me a look of surprise before he gets out of the bed of his truck and hops into the driver's seat. I quickly follow him into the truck before he starts the engine.

We drive into the cornfield behind my house. This was something we always did because we loved laying in the bed of his truck and looking up at the stars. He drove until we were far from the sight of the house. He turns on his radio before hopping out of his seat, and running over to my door. He lifts me up again, taking me to the bed of his truck. I close my eyes as he lowers me down. In a swift moment, he is on top of me and his arms are holding me close to him.

"You're absolutely sure about this Cassie?" He asks with a serious look in his eyes.

I nod, "I am, I want you to make love to me Dean."

He doesn't even respond with words, his lips were on mine before I could finish my sentence. We kiss passionately for a while, he only breaks the kiss when he lifts my white tank top over my head. His lips were so soft, and dominant. We could be fighting and he'd kiss me and I would forget what I was mad at him about. I flipped us over as I unbuttoned his red flannel shirt. His perfectly muscled torso was underneath my hands now, and I couldn't help but admire the sight. He laughed at me before he returns to being on top of me. He takes off my boots next, kissing my feet until his lips reach the ending of my shorts. I blush as he asks if I wanted him to take off my shorts; I simply nod as he slowly slides them off me. He's still wearing his faded blue jeans, and I'm practically naked. Dean smiles as he realizes that he needed his pants off too.

A few minutes later we were both naked. I was in his arms while he kissed me with all the passion he could give me. He respected that I didn't want him to begin right away, but I was also very anxious. I really wanted it to happen. Dean pulled away from me, and ran his fingers through my golden hair as his brown eyes poured into mine.