Page 50 of Roped in Chaos
“Nothin’. You’re just too good at that. Admit it, baby, you’re obsessed with my cock,” he leans over and kisses me. He groans as he tastes himself on my tongue.
I pull back and push at his shoulder.
“Fucking stop.” I laugh. “We’re never gonna get in there.”
He lunges at my throat, and I squeal before clawing at the car door handle to get out. I turn around to find him cracking up so I leave his ass behind and walk up to the door. I knock, and an older woman opens it.
“Hi, I’m Esme. I called about some mini pigs?”
“Oh yes, come on in.”
She leads me in, and we walk into the backyard. There’s a bunch of little bacon seeds nosing into the ground, and my heart melts into a puddle. I bounce on the balls of my feet before walking over to them. I pick a patch of grass to sit on, and one walks up to me. It’s pink and black spotted, and when I scratch its belly, it flops on its side to allow easier access. I look up to find Asher standing on the back porch watching me, his hands in his pockets. Grinning up at him, I immediately pull out my phone to snap a picture. I type up a quick message and send it over to Hannah. She doesn’t understand the change from the hills of Hollywood to the plains of Oklahoma, but she’s happy for me. We chat every once in a while and she humors me by ooing and aweing over the baby animal pictures she receives on a regular basis. She is living her best life out in California, keeping her same hobbies and I couldn’t be happier for her. I’m sure at some point she’ll settle down, but she’s not ready for that just yet.
“That the one?” Asher hollers at me, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“Yeah…it is,” I say back.
We get back home, and I make the perfect little pen for him. Asher wraps his arm around me, and I lean into his touch.
“It’s our first baby together,” I say.
“It sure is,” he responds. He leans down and places a gentle kiss on my lips. I’m so in love.
Next Thing You Know
Asher- Two Years Later
Our mini pig has grown to be a fat pig. We don’t even have to feed the damn thing because it just finds stuff to eat. We sneak off to the river every summer, and she’s even heeled for me at the local ropings.
We’ve decided that marriage isn’t our top priority right now, we love each other, and we both know that. There’s no reason to have a piece of paper and an expensive ass party to prove it. We’d rather spend the money on a nice vacation.
I did get down on one knee about a year ago to pop the question, and of course she said yes. She has a pretty diamond ring that fits her just right, but it stays up in the room most of the time. As much as Esme hates to admit it, she really has changed. Sure, she appreciates the emerald cut diamond sitting on a white gold band but now, she has to worry about dirtying it up. She’ll wear it on special occasions, but that’s about it and that’s okay with me.
No kids for us, the IUD is suiting us well. We don’t want our own kids. No hate to any couples that do, but it just isn’t what we want. That may change in the future, but we’re content with it just being the two of us.
Esme did want a Rooster baby, and that should be here any day. Lots of baby four-legged mammals and two-legged fowl. I look out the kitchen window to see Esme bringing Rooster into the barn. Today is her due date, so it should be soon. I know Esme is stressing about it, but we’re as prepared as we can be. I head out and meet her there. I look into the stall to see her bent over and looking at the horse’s belly.
“Whatcha doin’?” I ask.
She jumps and holds her chest as she pants.
“You fucking scared me, you ass.” She bends to grab a handful of shavings before throwing it at me. I easily dodge the little chips while continuing to laugh at the interaction.
“I was looking to see if she’s waxed up, and she is, for your information.”
Oh yeah, I was right. This baby is coming soon.
“Well you got her in here, and we need to head inside for supper. We got the camera set up, it’ll be fine.”
We go inside and do our normal ritual. Dinner, dishes, TV, bedtime routine, and of course, the goal to fuck her brains out before bed.
I’m sitting on the bed, waiting for what comes next. She told me to sit here and get naked before running off to the bathroom. I’m not one to question what she wants in regards to this, so here I am with a hard cock bobbing against my stomach, waiting for my Princess.
I turn to look at the clock when I hear the bathroom door open and she comes walking out. She’s completely nude and my eyes rake over her body, but adorned on top of her head is my hat. Every cowboy’s dream I swear to God, but my heart is beating uncontrollably. What a site she is. What’s even better is my rope hanging in her right hand. What does my girl have planned?
She waltzes over, confident as ever before she straddles my lap.
“Well, I can’t ride Rooster right now, but I can ride you. I can even practice some ofroping.”
