Baby Makes Three

“Wanna take a bath tonight?” I asked.

“That’d be nice, thank you,” she nodded. We ate in relative silence while making mindless, asinine conversation, and pretty soon we were smiling over talking about how she watched me wrangle that bull and save that calf.

“You got any more pregnant heifers on your farm?” she asked.

“Two, actually, though neither of them are due for at least another month.”

“What do you do with the calves around here?” she asked.

“Well, I’m gonna raise the males for the rodeos, and I’m gonna keep the females for milk and breeding around the farm.”

“Your farm is incredible, Flynn. It really is,” she smiled.

“Thanks. I love it. I couldn’t see myself anywhere else.”

I saw something quickly flash behind her eyes, but before I could address it, it was gone. We finished our food and Chelsea cleared the dishes, and I made my way to her room so I could draw her a bath. Just because she was feeling better didn’t mean I was gonna stop taking care of her, so I poured some bath salts into the hot, steaming water while I watched it fill the tub.

“Knock knock,” Chelsea lulled.

“Hey. Almost full, and I figured I’d go pull out a pie for us and heat it up if you’d like a slice.”

“That sounds fantastic,” she smirked.

I reared up and made my way out of the bathroom, and I felt her hand come down onto my wrist, and it stopped me in my tracks.

“You’re not gonna get in with me?” she asked lightly.

“Gotta heat up the pie,” I thumbed behind me. I twisted myself from her grasp, and for once I was glad I wouldn't be pressed against her body tonight. God knows my body pulsed for her, and the mere mention of being in another bath with her caused my dick to start growing, but if she was gonna pull away, then I needed to do the same.

I needed to disconnect from her since I knew she was leaving this time.

“Flynn,” she breathed. I turned around and saw her standing in the doorway of the bathroom, and she looked absolutely radiant. Her robe was falling off her body, and her hair was fluttering around her head, and I watched her slowly walk towards me before she took my hand within hers.

“Chelsea,” I murmured lowly.

I felt magnetized toward her, and before I knew it, I was crashing my lips against hers. Her hands flew to my hair and my hands sunk to her plump ass, and when I raised her up into my body, she hooked her legs around my waist. I wanted to bury myself inside her sweet pussy, and when I turned around and headed for the bed, I missed and crashed us into a wall.

Her lips w

ere all over me: my neck, my ear, my chest. Her hands were ripped my clothes off, and I could feel my dick pulsating against her leg, and all I knew was that I wanted to take her. I wanted to feel her as much as I could before she left me again, and I was willing to risk my entire mental stability to do so.

I was in love with Chelsea, and I wanted to devour her every chance I got.

I reached between us and undid the buckle of my jeans, and when I pushed my pants down to my knees, my fingertips made my way between her legs. She was bare underneath her robe, and I could feel her essence slicking my fingers, and when I opened my eyes, I saw her pupils blown wide with lust.

“Take me,” she whispered lightly.

I lined myself up with her entrance and slid in without an issue. She groaned and lobbed her head back onto the wall, and I set a steady pace. She wrapped her legs around my waist and my hands planted into the wall, and her lips peppered my neck and chest with her warm, plump lips that I wanted to desperately be wrapped around my dick. I rolled my hips into hers and felt her walls fluttering around my thick cock, and when my hands traveled down her naked body, I landed right onto her erect nipples. I rolled them in between my fingers and watched her body shake for me, and I knew she was already approaching her end faster than she could process it.

“Oh, god. Flynn. Jesus, right-... yes. Right there. Oh, God, please don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”

I slammed into her body and felt her juices dripping down my dick, and she dug her fingertips into my back and buried her face into my neck. She moaned my name while her pussy clenched around my cock, and when she finally came down from her high, I slipped out of her tight cavern and slowly carried her over to the bed.

“I want your lips around my cock, Chelsea,” I groaned.

She got onto her knees and licked a stripe up my cock that was glistening with her juices, and when she finally allowed me entrance into the warmth of her mouth I had to lay my head back onto the bed. Her mouth was so warm, and the back of her throat felt so wonderful, and I wound my fingers into the tendrils of her hair while she sucked the like from my dick.

“Jesus, Chelsea. Oh, yeah.”