Page 181 of Westin

“I love you, darling,” I murmur.

Shesighs, turning her head to the side so I can kiss her neck. “I love you too.”

I nip her shoulder. “Love me enough to make another baby with me?”

She goes serious, her fingertips coming up to touch my cheek. She runs them through my beard, letting them rest on my mouth. We’ve talked about having another baby a few times before, but before now, it was just talk. Now, it feels real.

“Maybe,” she whispers.

I kiss the top of her nose. She’s got early summer freckles already.

“What do you want?” I ask. “Another girl?”

She shakes her head. Then, she shrugs. “Anything.”

“I’d like a little boy,” I say.

She purses her mouth. “What, so he can grow up and be as rough and rowdy as you?”

“Hey now, I haven’t been rowdy in quite a while, darling,” I say. “I’m behaving.”

She slips her arms around my neck and pulls me in for a deep kiss. I’m lost in her taste and her warm body beneath mine. The longer she kisses me, the harder I'm getting in my pants. Mindlessly, I push her skirt up to find she’s naked underneath.

Fuck me.

She moans as I slide my fingers over her pussy, wet, warm, and as soft as velvet. Her lips part, and my tongue swipes against hers. I shift to brace my knee so I can undo my belt and pull my zipper down. Her body lurches as I position myself and push inside. Her mouth breaks from mine, and a soft moan escapes it.

“Oh, you feel so good,” she breathes.

I thrust in a short stroke. “So do you, darling.”

We fuck in the straw, panting and sweaty. I roll over onto my back, and she straddles me, sinking down on my cock. I can’t bite back the moan the sensation elicits. Her hands tangle in the front of my shirt, her eyes shut. Her hips work hard, taking her pleasure as it comes. When I come, we both collapse against each other.

She lifts her hand, tracing the beams up above.

“I’ll have another baby,” she murmurs. “Just one more, I think.”

“And whatever it is, that’s fine by me,” I say.

We lay on our backs for a while. Then, I help her down, and we go inside to clean up. The day passes like any other as I head out to repair fences, then into town for supplies. I run into Jensen at the feed store, so we have a coffee and a cigarette on the curb outside. He’s on his way up to Sovereign Mountain to do some work. Later in the month, Keira is having Diane and I up for a few nights while I help reroute the river.

The summer tumbles by in a haze of warm nights. Some of them we sleep; others, we stay up and play. When we need privacy, I take her out to the barn or the field so she can be as loud as she wants.

The haying season is good. We bring in a better yield than I anticipated.

Fall creeps in on silent feet. One second, the world is hazy with heat, and the next, I wake up in my cold room with my wife curled up against me for warmth and ice on the windows. Sleepily, I run my knee down her thigh and check her ankle for the little gold anklet. It’s there, warm against her skin.

I duck under the covers, rolling her onto her back. She smells so good, it makes my brain hum pleasantly. She’s in her little blue slip, the one she knows I like best. I pull it to the side and open her thighs. The scent of her pussy hits my nose a second before my tongue does, her taste spreading through my senses.

She moans, and I slip the tip of my tongue inside to feel her muscles clench around it. Then, I lift my mouth to her clit and lick, back and forth, one palm on her lower belly so I can feel the muscles in her hips tighten, two fingers in her cunt. Her spine rises, a ripple moving through her body. A soft moan comes from somewhere above as she comes, pumping around my fingers.

I love that—the rush, the release, the fluttering of her helpless body in my hands.

Drunk, I move up and roll her onto her stomach. Her lashes flutter, her eyes fixed on me, barely conscious.

Bodies entwined, I fuck my wife, my eyes fixed on the gold chain around her neck as I come, emptying myself into her pussy.

She’s still sleeping after I shower and get dressed. I draw the blankets aside, my dick twitching at the sight of her wet inner thighs. She’s such a good girl, so fiery but so sweet at the same time.

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