we’re going to raise our children,” he said with a hard edge.
Perfect timing to bring up the topic we’d hadn’t really ever discussed. “So you want children then?” I asked, trying to sound nonchalant. As much as I’d have liked to have a child or two, I wasn’t dead set on the idea like some of the people I knew, breeder Cyndi for one.
Wes’s head snapped up. “Of course I do. Don’t you?”
A breath I didn’t know I was holding while waiting for his answer left my lungs in a plume of mist into the Texas sky. “With you, I do.”
He came over to me and loosely grasped my hips. I was glad he did. A conversation like this needed to be had while touching the other.
“I’d never really thought about it before you, which I think says a lot about our relationship.”
He grinned one of those heart-stopping grins that left me wanting to crawl up his body and take him right here, out in the open field.
“Me either. Well, not seriously. When I thought about life during my captivity, I kept imagining you swollen with my child, carrying our son and holding hands with our daughter someday in the not too distant future. It gave me hope. Something to wish for and dream of during the darkest times.” Wes cleared his throat. “Sometimes I’d have my eyes wide open, but all I’d see was you and a future I was worried we wouldn’t have. Again, that’s why I don’t want to wait to marry you. I want us to live each day to the fullest and accept anything that comes our way together.”
I swept my fingers through his dirty blond hair. “I like that idea very much.” I rose onto my toes and took his mouth in a kiss. We stood there out in an open field and kissed like we’d never get another opportunity. Fierce. Untamed. Wild.
The kiss turned heated, and there was nothing and no one around to stop the fire building. Wes got frisky, hands running up and down my back and then molding to my ass. He easily lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist and plunged my tongue deeper into his mouth. Before I realized what was happening, we were on the move, his strides long and purposeful.
Within twenty feet, we were back in the thick of the trees and my back was up against one huge trunk. The branches reached stories into the sky, the trunk wider than our bodies. Wes let my feet drop to the ground where he made quick work of the button and zipper on my pants.
“Here?” I looked around wildly, making sure there really wasn’t anyone around.
Wes’s knees hit the ground. He tugged off each tennis shoe, pulled down my jeans and underwear, leaving me in nothing but my sweater and long coat. He got close to the wet heart of me and inhaled. “Christ, I love the way you smell when you’re turned on.” His gaze rose to mine as his tongue went out and flicked delectably against my clit. I moaned and gripped his hair.
“You’re crazy,” I whispered.
“And you’re tasty. Now lean back and enjoy.” He spread my labia with both thumbs, licking me from the entrance to the tip of my slut button.
It took Wes exactly one minute to have me pressing his head against my center, grinding shamelessly against his lips, desperately searching for that spot that would send me over the edge. He palmed my thigh, lifted it up, and laid it over his shoulder, giving him better access.
“Oh, Jesus, Wes. I’m gonna come.”
He lapped long and deep, sticking is tongue as far as he could go in this position. My body was alight with tingles, my orgasm right on the edge.
“Baby,” I warned again, in case he wanted to stop and take me with his cock.
He growled, pressed me open wider, and sucked hard on my clit. That was all it took. Every pore screamed. Each neuron fired. My entire body sizzled with heat as a beautiful wave of pleasure rippled through me. I fucked his face like a prized jockey riding a racehorse.
The orgasm went on and on until his lips left me right in the middle. I cried out. I was not done with him or
Perfect timing to bring up the topic we’d hadn’t really ever discussed. “So you want children then?” I asked, trying to sound nonchalant. As much as I’d have liked to have a child or two, I wasn’t dead set on the idea like some of the people I knew, breeder Cyndi for one.
Wes’s head snapped up. “Of course I do. Don’t you?”
A breath I didn’t know I was holding while waiting for his answer left my lungs in a plume of mist into the Texas sky. “With you, I do.”
He came over to me and loosely grasped my hips. I was glad he did. A conversation like this needed to be had while touching the other.
“I’d never really thought about it before you, which I think says a lot about our relationship.”
He grinned one of those heart-stopping grins that left me wanting to crawl up his body and take him right here, out in the open field.
“Me either. Well, not seriously. When I thought about life during my captivity, I kept imagining you swollen with my child, carrying our son and holding hands with our daughter someday in the not too distant future. It gave me hope. Something to wish for and dream of during the darkest times.” Wes cleared his throat. “Sometimes I’d have my eyes wide open, but all I’d see was you and a future I was worried we wouldn’t have. Again, that’s why I don’t want to wait to marry you. I want us to live each day to the fullest and accept anything that comes our way together.”
I swept my fingers through his dirty blond hair. “I like that idea very much.” I rose onto my toes and took his mouth in a kiss. We stood there out in an open field and kissed like we’d never get another opportunity. Fierce. Untamed. Wild.
The kiss turned heated, and there was nothing and no one around to stop the fire building. Wes got frisky, hands running up and down my back and then molding to my ass. He easily lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist and plunged my tongue deeper into his mouth. Before I realized what was happening, we were on the move, his strides long and purposeful.
Within twenty feet, we were back in the thick of the trees and my back was up against one huge trunk. The branches reached stories into the sky, the trunk wider than our bodies. Wes let my feet drop to the ground where he made quick work of the button and zipper on my pants.
“Here?” I looked around wildly, making sure there really wasn’t anyone around.
Wes’s knees hit the ground. He tugged off each tennis shoe, pulled down my jeans and underwear, leaving me in nothing but my sweater and long coat. He got close to the wet heart of me and inhaled. “Christ, I love the way you smell when you’re turned on.” His gaze rose to mine as his tongue went out and flicked delectably against my clit. I moaned and gripped his hair.
“You’re crazy,” I whispered.
“And you’re tasty. Now lean back and enjoy.” He spread my labia with both thumbs, licking me from the entrance to the tip of my slut button.
It took Wes exactly one minute to have me pressing his head against my center, grinding shamelessly against his lips, desperately searching for that spot that would send me over the edge. He palmed my thigh, lifted it up, and laid it over his shoulder, giving him better access.
“Oh, Jesus, Wes. I’m gonna come.”
He lapped long and deep, sticking is tongue as far as he could go in this position. My body was alight with tingles, my orgasm right on the edge.
“Baby,” I warned again, in case he wanted to stop and take me with his cock.
He growled, pressed me open wider, and sucked hard on my clit. That was all it took. Every pore screamed. Each neuron fired. My entire body sizzled with heat as a beautiful wave of pleasure rippled through me. I fucked his face like a prized jockey riding a racehorse.
The orgasm went on and on until his lips left me right in the middle. I cried out. I was not done with him or
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