Our lips clash, knocking the hat off as I haul her further up my lap, so her entrance is just above my cock. I position it for her, allowing her room to slowly sink down onto it. I groan, enjoying the site and feeling and her. I take her nipple into my mouth as she lifts her body and seats herself back down. I’m not going to last long like this, and I tell her just as much.
“Hold up cowboy,” she smirks sitting up and staying still as my cock jerks inside of her, “I have to practice, remember?”
I put my wrists in front of her, allowing her to put the ring around them and pull it taught. She grips the rope right by the eye, keeping it tight before pushing my arms above my own head.Oh, how to roles are reversed now.Her breasts hang in front of my face, making my mouth water with the need to suck on them as her movements resume and she grinds herself along my pelvis. I never thought this would be something I’d enjoy, but this is too good.
“Fuck. You’re gonna have to come quick, Princess. You’re making it hard to hold back.”
She keeps riding me, bouncing up and down, watching me and my reactions to this interaction. She’s fuckingbeautifulholding all of the power, letting me be athermercy.
My eyes roll into the back of my head and I grit my teeth as my orgasm comes barreling through me. There’s not a chance I can hold this off.
“Fu-Fuhhh,” I can’t even get the words out as I start slamming my hips up to meet her thrusts and spilling into her. She moans too, her pussy milking me of everything it has before we both collapse backwards, her body still on top of me. Our bodies are slick with sweat and we don’t say a word, panting from such a quick ride.
“I think you should wear my hat more often,” I chuckle.
“Yeah, I agree.”
She rolls off of me, the cum already leaking out of her before getting to her side of the bed and curling in on her side. I take my position behind her, stick my half-hard cock back into her sweet heat. The action is not as-sexual now, instead just being a comfort to me. Our breaths grow heavy and sleep finds us quickly.
What seems like not even five minutes later, I’m being shoved in bed. I sit up and look around for the immediate danger but find my fiancée hovered over her phone instead.
“It’s happening,” she squeals.
“What?” I rub my eyes, trying to catch up.
“There’s feet!” She shoves the phone in my face, and I don’t even have a chance to see it before she’s turning it back toward herself and biting at her nails.
“Okay, let’s go.”
We throw on clothes and run downstairs and out to the barn.
By the time we get out there, the baby is out, and momma is licking her off. Esme has tears in her eyes as she grabs towels to help dry it off.
She backs off, and we watch to make sure the baby gets up and nurses. It takes a moment, but once it does, we both sigh in relief.
We stay out there marveling at the new baby on the farm the rest of the night, another baby added to our family, and we’re absolutely in love already. I lean over and kiss Esme and tuck her close to my side.
This is as perfect as it can be.
