AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Well, hell. She opened her legs for my seed.
Wiggled around for it and smiled at me while I laid it on her siren’s body.
But I can’t think about that right now or my dick is going to get hard again—and I might ruin this perfect moment. I can’t help it, though, so I close my eyes and pretend she is my wife. I’ve just come home after a long day of toiling in the fields and she has greeted me in those thong panties and high-heeled shoes. She’s been pacing the floor all day waiting for me to come home and make love to her. She wants me to give her a baby. Our first.
It’s such a perfect version of my life, I can barely imagine it.
And I need to be realistic. This glamorous bombshell of a city girl wouldn’t be happy on a farm. No way, no how. She’d be alone all day, isolated. Without her usual comforts. She’d get sick and tired of the work it takes to run a farm. She’d pack it up and move on.
If she promised herself to me, then left, I wouldn’t survive it.
“You’re thinking awfully hard back there,” she yawns, turning in my arms to face me. Naked. Mostly. She’s still in those tiny panties that a stiff wind would rip clean off. My God, she is painfully beautiful, her young skin glowing in the lamplight, her body supple where it presses to mine. She wraps her arms around my neck and those rosy nipples bury in my chest hair, highlighting our differences. She’s smooth and petite and feminine. I’m coarse, calloused and beefy. I’ma lotbigger anda lotstronger.
Yet she trusts me not to take advantage of her.
That makes my heart turn upside down.
She’sgot me upside down.
I want to know everything about Bianca. Want to soak her up, so I can remember her for the rest of my life. “Tell me about your life in the city,” I manage, feeling as though something is stuck in my throat. “Is it safe, darlin’?”
She wrinkles her nose, thinking. “I’m very careful.”
My arms lock around her. “That’s not the same thing.”
“I don’t go out alone at night. I have four locks on my door.”
“You shouldn’t need those things,” I growl, distressed.
“What do you suggest instead?”
Stay here. Be protected by your man.
“I don’t know the city,” I say, instead. “It might as well be another galaxy.”
“Sometimes it feels like that to me—and Ilivethere.” She snuggles closer, nuzzling my throat with her nose and my eyes roll back in my head, it feels so wonderful. “I’m an actress, but I’ve only managed to book a few jobs as an extra, so I work at a clothing boutique called Le Chic to make ends meet.”
I absorb that with a nod. Of course, she’s an actress. Her face belongs on screen.
Not on a farm.
My swallow gets stuck halfway. “What are you doing all the way out here in the country?”
“My mother lives an hour north. I come to visit once a month, but I usually take the highway home. I’m trying to save money on gas, so I took a shortcut.”
“I’m glad you took a shortcut.”
“Me too,” she whispers into my neck, her fingers playing in my chest hair.
Her hips are beginning to shift around a little too much.
My cock is taking serious notice, hoisting like a crane.
Does she want me to kiss her pussy again?
Lord, I hope so. She tastes like sugar and moonlight. Heaven.
“My mother doesn’t approve of my dream of being an actress. She thinks I’m delusional.” A little furrow forms between her brows and it’s so adorable, I have to swallow a sound. “It’s the same lecture every time I come for a visit. ‘When are you going to get a real job, Bianca?’ But this is the first time I’m starting to wonder if she’s right.”
