“Nothing. It’s so beautiful here.”
I look out onto the rolling hills with her and feel the peace that this land has always brought to me. And now brings to her. I know she’s worried about telling her family that she’s fallen in love and is getting married after only being away from home a week. But I thought that maybe letting them see this place would help convince them that this is everything she’s dreamed of. That I could give her this.
“Not as beautiful as you.” I nuzzle her neck and inhale her sweet melon scent.
My cock aches for her, but I’ll wait, knowing that we probably won’t get much sleep if tonight is anything like yesterday and this morning. We can’t seem to take more than a five-second break before we’re reaching for one another again.
She hums against me, and then I hear a vehicle off in the distance. I look to where the noise is coming from, and there’s a red truck headed our way.
“That’s them,” she says, standing from my lap. I reluctantly let her go, but I grip her hand tightly. I don’t want to give her any more distance.
The truck stops, and a man about my age gets out of the driver’s side and goes around to open the door for a woman who looks almost identical to my Luciana. An older man steps out of the back, followed by three kids, who immediately start running over to the barn.
Luciana and I walk out to greet them while her sister yells at the kids to come back.
“They’re fine, Fernanda. My foreman, Ben, is out there and he can show them around.” I extend my hand to her. “I’m Blake Jennings. It’s really nice to finally meet you.”
She reaches out for my hand, and her warm brown eyes look to me and then to Luciana. After a second she lets go and then moves to her sister, wrapping her in a motherly embrace.
I shake hands with Mateo, and his smile is kind. After Fernanda is finished with Luciana, he pulls her back to his side, wrapping a possessive arm around her. I like Mateo immediately.
Luciana's father waits silently, and then I turn to him, holding out my hand and speaking in Spanish to greet him. I welcome him to my land and invite him inside so that we can sit down and talk. No sense in beating around the bush. He looks at me with eyes like my Luciana’s and nods.
Once we’re inside, we go to the living room and sit down. I pull Luciana down on the couch beside me, taking her hand as her family sits across from us.
“There’s no sense in formalities. Luciana has told me how close she is to you, and I want to respect that. I’d like to ask for your daughter’s hand in marriage. We’ve fallen in love and I want to spend the rest of my life taking care of her. I’ve asked Luciana to invite you here so that I may ask for your blessing.”
Her father looks between us and then back to me. “You love her?”
“With all of my heart.”
He looks to Luciana, and no one says a word as they silently share a moment. “Mi pequeña, do you love him?”
“With all of my heart.” She repeats my words, but there is a small hint of sadness to them.
“Luciana, what’s wrong?” I say, turning her so she’s looking at me. I want her to forget everything else in the room.
“I’m just going to miss my family.” She shrugs, like it’s a fact of life. “That’s all.”
“Lucy, are you crazy? I would never take you away from your family. If you want to go back and live with them, we can. We don’t have to stay here on the farm. Where you go, I go. And if you want your family here, there are more than enough houses and land to make that happen. Whatever your heart desires, I’ll give that to you. From this day until the end of time. You say the word and it’s yours, mi alma,” I tell her. I’d never take her from her family. If that is what she wants, we will move to them or they can move here.
I hear a sniffing and look over to see Fernanda wiping away a tear. Luciana smiles at her and then lunges at me, kissing me and wrapping her arms around my neck. I pull her to me and kiss her back, not caring that her family is still sitting with us.
When she finally pulls back, she’s beaming at me, and I can see the light in her big brown eyes.
“We are happy to give our blessing and welcome you to our family. All I ever want is for my girls to be happy. If they are happy, I am happy,” her father says, standing up and offering his hand. I stand up and pull Luciana to my side as I use my free one to shake his.
“Who’s hungry?” Luciana asks, and she starts pulling Fernanda into the kitchen.
We have a great afternoon of eating and showing her family the land. I show them some of the houses that are out here, though many are empty and in need of some repairs. Mateo and Luciana’s father work in construction and offer to help. I tell them how hard it is to get anyone out here to work on things like this, and I have my hands full with the animals. We talk to them about coming and staying here while they do the work, and the kids are the most excited out of everyone. It’s a beautiful day, and it’s made even more special that I’ve got Luciana at my side.
Tomorrow, we go to town and get our marriage license, and I plan on tying her to me as soon as possible. It’s amazing to see her family here, and how she lights up around them. Hearing her stories is one thing, but seeing her with them is truly heartwarming. I’m happy that I’m able to provide not only for her, but for them as well when the time comes. I’m not sure how fast her father will want to leave the house that he built for his family, but having all of them together is important to my Luciana. So it’s important to me.
When we say our goodbyes to them, it’s with promises of seeing each other again in a couple of days at the courthouse. Where I’ll make Luciana Salazar Mrs. Luciana Jennings. And as eager as I am to give her my last name, I’m even more eager to get my baby inside her.
Chapter 12
Luciana
As the truck pulls out of the driveway and we watch my family leave, I let out a deep breath. I turn to Blake and jump into his arms.
He laughs as he easily catches me, and I wrap my legs around his waist and start kissing him.
“I want you. Now,” I whisper as I pull my shirt over my head. He kicks the front door closed, and suddenly my back is against it.
I’m undoing my bra as his lower half supports my body and he pulls his own shirt off. My naked breasts press against him, my hard nipples rub against his chest hair. Need is flooding between my legs, and Blake sets me on my feet barely long enough to strip me naked.
Once my panties are ripped from my body, he’s hoisting me back up and pushing me against the door. His cock is out, and in one quick thrust he disappears into my heat. Filling me. Making me feel whole. Coming home.
“Fuck,” he grunts and starts to thrust. He’s moving fast this time, like he’s as desperate as I am.
The banging of the door is sexy as hell as he fucks me against it. The lou
d sound echoes through the hallway, punctuated by my moans of his name and his growls of possession. He’s finally let go of that restraint.
I score my nails down his back as he sucks on my neck. He’s going to leave a mark there, but I’m okay with that. I want every part of me stamped by his ownership.
Our passion is thick and heavy between us. Our lust and love for one another circle our bodies and push us to our peaks. My orgasm is close, and I want him to cum with me.
“That’s it, Blake. Fill me up.”
The words are all it takes and he’s holding himself still as his cock throbs. I clench around him as my own orgasm takes me. The pulsing of his cock and the heat of his cum makes my pleasure spike. Knowing that I’m his in every way imaginable and will continue to stay that way has me melting against him.
I pant, trying to catch my breath as I feel myself being carried to the bedroom. I giggle as his cock moves inside me, but the giggles turn into a moan after he takes a few steps.
“Más?” Blake asks, thrusting into me.
“Sí,” I moan as he grips my hips and rocks into me.
By the time we make it to the bedroom, we’ve made love all over the house. We fall into the bed, both exhausted but not yet sated, because even though we can hardly move, we still reach for each other.
“I love you, mi alma,” Blake whispers as he enters me.
“I love you, too,” I answer, and let him make love to me slowly until the sun comes up.
Epilogue
Blake
One year later…
I squeeze Luciana’s ass while I cuddle into her neck, and she laughs. God, that sound drives me crazy. Our little girl reaches her chubby hand up and grips my shirt, tugging on me. I look down at her, cradled in Luciana’s arms, and nuzzle her neck, too. She lets out a giggle as my beard tickles her and my heart almost bursts from the joy of it.