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“There will be plenty of time for that. Come with me?” He holds his hand out and I know he is asking me to ride on the back of his horse. I have my own now, but something about being wrapped around him while trusting him to take care of me, makes me feel a number of things.
“Of course,” I tell him, putting my hand in his. Smiling at me, he moves some of my hair to the side and kisses my neck.
“You have no idea what it does to me every time you trust me with more and more of you.” I lean into his touch and relish the feel of his hand sliding down my neck. “Let’s go.”
We ride for a while, me gripping the side of his shirts. I can’t wrap my arms around him. He is massive. A few nights ago, my sisters and I began watching movies in his TV room. One of the movies was called.Sweet Home Alabama. I loved it. It was so sweet. But the guy she was really in love with, I think his name is Josh Lucas, Jasper is a more muscular solid version of him.
After a while it hits me that we are going to the one place he has yet to take me. “Welcome to the end of the line, baby.” The furthest pasture at the end of the property. He gets down first, but my eyes are on what is in front of me.
“Jasper, this is beautiful.” He lifts me off the horse and holds my hand. “What is this?” I am looking at a waterfall, with what looks like a natural spring pool and benches and swings. I see a field of daisies as well.
“My father built this for my mother. When he showed it to her, she named it the Lovers Cove. She said it wasn’t for unmarried lovers, but for those who vow to keep the romance in their marriage alive. See here,” he points to some names on the bench. “She and my father etched their names on the bench.”
“How lovely.” This place is remarkable. He moves back to the horse, and this is the first time I notice he has a basket and blanket in a harness on the side of Coal, his stallion. “What is all of this?” I ask him, taking the blanket from him.
“Stuff for a picnic. Your sisters helped me stock the basket.” I am not surprised. “Shall we set up right here?” He points to a spot next to the waterfall. Nodding my head I walk beside him and spread the blanket out. He puts the basket down and sits at my feet. Holding his hand out, he helps me to the ground, positioned between his legs. “This is nice,” he says, kissing my head.
“It is.” I lean further into his chest and close my eyes. My mind drifts to all the books I have been reading when I have time alone. The library in this small, mostly men driven town, is full of useful books. Lavinia picked out several books for me, all romance novels written by various authors that revolve around sex, love and babies. Some of the stories even resemble our own situation.
Although the stories themselves are well written and intriguing, it is the sex scenes that have me, what did one of the authors call it-dripping in my underwear. There are so many things I didn’t know one could do during sex and now I want to do it all. Jasper has been going slow, taking his time, not pushing me and I appreciate him for that. But, I am ready for more. I am just not sure I can tell him that. “What are you thinking about, baby?” His hands are skimming my side, sending pricks of electricity up and down my skin.
“How much I like being right here, with you.” My words come out labored and breathy.
“Turn around and say it to my face.” He grips my hips and turns me, so I am straddling him, much like I do Honey. I open my mouth to tell him once more, but he is on mine before my lips part. His tongue slides through the opening and beckons mine to play. I comply, not ever going to resist him.
His hands slide up my legs, growling in my mouth with each inch he moves up. “Jasper,” I moan when he pulls his mouth from mine.
“Your skin is so soft, my wife.” He kisses me again and I begin rocking against the bulge in his pants. I now know what the feeling is I have been fighting to get to and now that I have read about it and know it should bring me much pleasure, I want it. His hands move further up my dress until he gets to my underwear. “Your innocent panties are wet, wife. Is there something you want?” He growls into my ear as he kisses his way down my neck.
“Jasper, please.” I continue to rub that spot against his pants and bursts of light blind me.
“Tell me I can taste your secret, Sadie. Say I can sample it, baby.” I have no idea what he is saying right now but anything he asks me is a yes at this point. I just want this feeling to finally be completed so I can experience it.
“Yes. Please. Do it.” I feel dampness against my skin when he slides my underwear off. He lays on his stomach and his head is between my legs. I can’t help but to look at him.
“You smell like rainbows and glitter, baby.” His nose touches me slightly and I am so close I cry out from that slight touch. “Are you ready to go further, wife?”
“Yes.”
“Thank fuck,” he mumbles before his tongue slides through my lady lips and up the slit. “Jesus. No wonder they keep you under lock and key. They want this secret cave between your legs to stay pure, Sadie. Too bad they let you come to me. You won’t be pure ever again,” he says before he takes one long languorous lick and I shout my first release into the wind, hands gripping his hair, smashing his face into me.
“OH! JASPER!” My head is rocking back and forth over and over. My lower half is rubbing against his face while he licks me over and over. I can feel the orgasm building again and I don’t think I can do it, but I also don’t want it to stop. Suddenly, his finger invades the space, and a rocket fires off inside of me. “AH!” I shout. I feel so full but not full enough.
“Shit, Sadie. This pussy is so damn tight. My prick is going to blackout trying to fit in this fuckhole.” I know his words are salacious and sinful, but they make my orgasm more intense and my body more pliant. I think I am finally broken. I am finally allowing myself to fall into the space of something new. “Come for me, wife. Come all over my face and brand me, baby. Brand me as Sadie’s husband so everyone knows.” His finger slides against something inside of me and then I’m screaming and blacking out.
Yeah. I am officially broken.
ChapterNine
Jasper
I love spending time with my wife. Over the last ten days, she’s been in my bed, and she’s gotten even further into my heart. She’s let me kiss her non-stop, but now, here, in this beautiful place my parents created, I need more, and I can tell she does too.
“Are you ready to be my wife in all ways,” I ask, the sweet taste of her pussy still on my lips and tongue. She looks up at me, dazed, but present.
“Yes, Jasper. Please,” she begs, sitting up and whipping her shirt off. Her bra quickly follows, and I swear to God, I could die right now the happiest I’ve ever been. She lies back in the grass and motions for me to join her. Standing, I strip faster than I ever have before. She squirms under my gaze but makes no move to cover herself. Her eyes widen as I wrap my fist around my dick, which is already leaking. I have the urge to fill her with my seed and breed her, tying her to me in all ways. I jerk it while looking down at her, memorizing every curve of her body. I’m driven to reinforce that memory with my fucking tongue, so I drop back down onto my knees and do so, after kissing her.
My tongue traces every inch of her body, before getting one final taste of her virgin cunt. I push my tongue into her as far as it will go. She grinds her pelvis into my face, allowing me to get a little deeper. I could eat her pussy for hours and still want more. I want to start every fucking day with her sweet juice coating my beard. I want her cum drunk on me as she goes through each and every day.
