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He fills me to the brim with his cock, a match made in heaven, and he’s soon going to fill me with something else. I yearn for it. I need it. Something far more ancient than the McCormick and Rowdy names is in control here, something I ironically respect despite basing my complaints about the family grudge on its age.
Man and woman. Husband and wife. Father and mother.
Things we are. Things we might soon be.
My thoughts are lost, the growing orgasm inside me taking over my body fully, and all that’s left to do is scream his name and beg for him to bring me home. That’s not too much to ask of Nelson. His thrusts become more incredible, more overwhelming, and combined with a deft finger on my clit, that’s all that I need to get my release.
I come for him harder than I’ve ever come before. The sensations are overwhelming, but they are heightened by the fact that they come from him. I feel my cunt tremble and quiver around his cock, urging it, sucking it in, and that’s enough to make him erupt inside me too. All the heat, all the warmth, all the consequences, rush into me and make me throb with pleasure so completely.
His strength endures. He holds me against that wall, kissing me, hugging me. It's as blissfully wonderful as it was in his bed, and I wish it could last forever.
Reality’s a jerk though, and I can’t spend the next six to eight decades with his cock inside me. At least not in a literal sense, anyway.
We sink down into the water, still relishing every moment of this. It’s some time before we pull ourselves together, but we somehow manage it. My legs are weak, but he’s there to hold me up.
We use the water to clean ourselves a bit. We wash away all the sweat we worked up, washing one another’s backs and everything else.
Surprisingly, that doesn’t end with us fucking again.
I still need to finish washing my hair at home. Nelson obviously doesn’t have my preferred shampoo brand, being the typical man whose shower supplies are just some generic shampoo and liquid soap.
Soon, though, we’re out of the shower and I’m getting dressed. Nelson goes for a shabby gray robe. I’m thinking he has a chub just from being around me, and he doesn’t want to painfully lock it in the prison of his boxer briefs.
He starts to cook some breakfast. Again, typical man stuff. Bacon, eggs, and even a bit of ham.
I sit at his kitchen table, tapping the surface, thinking to myself for a bit before deciding to bring my thoughts to him. “So, what’s next?”
“Hmm?” he says, flashing me a glance before continuing his cooking.
“Like, between us. Something magical happened last night. And this morning. And given you’re now making me breakfast? I don’t think you’re considering this a one-night stand.”
A brief worry enters my head that maybe this is all a setup. Like one of his brothers bet him he couldn’t score a McCormick girl or something crass like that. I silence my thoughts. It’s absurd. If it was just that, he wouldn’t have been so sweet and tender.
“Yeah, no, this can’t be a one-night stand. I see wonderful things between us, Nicole.”
“I do too,” I say, leaning on my hand, watching him dreamily.
“There’s just the fact that your father despises me for the dumbest reason possible. I’m kind of wondering how we’re going to get around that.”
I cross my arms. “My father is going to have to learn that I’m an adult, Nelson. I’m my own person, and with that comes the ability to make my own decisions. If we’re together, he doesn’t have to like it.”
“True, but I’m getting that you still love your father, Nicole. And that you’d prefer if we could bury the hatchet somehow.”
“I would... but if it comes down to it? I’m choosing you over him, Nelson.”
He takes a deep breath. He seems conflicted about that. “I guess I need to talk to him in a way that’s not us hurling insults at one another.”
“That’d probably be a good start.”
“We have the lantern ceremony tonight, right? After you eat breakfast, I’ll drive you home. Let you take a proper shower without me trying to soap your tits. This afternoon I’ll be back for you. And I’ll have a word with your old man.”
He comes over and sits across from me at the table. He takes my hands in his to comfort me. “And then you and I are going to have a nice long chat, Nicole. About how much you mean to me. About how special this is... and about how I want to do a lot more than just take you on a few dates.”
I let out a little laugh. “You already feel that strongly, huh?”
“Are you going to say you don’t?”
I shake my head. “I can’t deny that something about you makes me want more than a fling, Nelson. I’m not willing to spite my father for just any guy.”
