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“Wasn’t your fault,” she said, finishing with a moan as she stopped shifting so that he could slide his tongue deep inside her.
“Yes, it was,” he said, when his tongue slid out of her wet, welcoming sheath.
“No,” panting, “it wasn’t.”
It really was, but at the moment he was too busy to argue with her. He slid his tongue back inside her and stiffened it so that she could ride his mouth. She did with absolutely no hesitation, damn near making him lose it.
“You feel so good, Robert,” she said, further testing his control.
He rewarded her with a flick of his tongue that-
“Oh, shit,” he groaned as her sheath suddenly tightened around his tongue and she started screaming.
He needed to be inside her, would fucking die if he didn’t slide inside her soon, but he didn’t move. He laid there and took it as he gripped her ass and forced her to ride his tongue harder and faster. She tasted so fucking good.
“Oh, Robert,” she moaned, riding him harder, desperate for more. “Oh, Robert, mmmm.”
Then she was screaming his name as she went still on top of him, her sheath tightening around his tongue, threatening to break it off, but he didn’t give a damn at the moment. Before she’d finished screaming his name, he had her on her stomach and was sliding into her throbbing sheath.
“So fucking good,” he groaned as he enjoyed her wet sheath’s final contractions squeezing his cock as he slowly thrust inside her.
“Oh, God,” she gasped just as a second orgasm hit her, completely destroying his control. He reached down and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her up just far enough so that he could freely fuck her.
He tightened his grip around her as he placed his free hand on the ground and used his hold around her to keep her where she was so that he could continue fucking her hard.
“Oh, God, Robert,” she said, moaning and whimpering as he slid inside her.
“Love you, minx,” he groaned long and loud as her sheath greedily held on to him and her large breasts bounced against his arms with every thrust.
“I love you, too,” she managed to get out as he pulled back and slammed back inside her before she was screaming his name again.
This time he happily joined her, panting and licking his lips as he came inside her.
When he was finished, he dropped on the blanket beside her and pulled her closer. He kissed the back of her damp shoulder as he closed his eyes, more than ready to finally fall asleep and put an end this horrible trip when she said something that instantly woke him back up.
“Oh, umm, by the way I meant to tell you something,” she said, still panting as she pushed back so that she was closer to him as she announced, “I’m pregnant.”
Epilogue
“I love you,” he whispered as he softly kissed her, savoring the taste of Mrs. Brown’s famous blueberry pie as he slowly slid inside her.
With that devious little smile that he adored so much, she leaned up and returned his kiss as she tightened her arms around his should and used the move to wrap her legs around him.
“Do you want to go inside today?” he asked, praying that the answer was no as he continued to thrust inside her.
“Not just yet,” she said, smiling against his lips as she added, “Maybe tomorrow.”
“Or the day after that,” he threw in, hoping that she would go for it, because he wasn’t ready to leave this barn yet.
For the last week they’d stayed in the barn, sleeping, talking and making love all day and most nights. It was crazy, but he just couldn’t seem to get enough of her. He was definitely putting a proper bed up here for their “trip” next year, he’d decided the other night when he’d rolled over and a had a hard piece of hay lodging itself in a place that it definitely didn’t belong.
Christ, he really couldn’t wait to do this again.
For the first time since they’d married he could finally devote himself to her without any distractions. He could make love to her whenever he wanted without worrying about the boys walking in their room or Mrs. Brown catching them since the woman seemed to go out of her way to drive him crazy.
In his opinion, a man should have the right to bend his wife over the dinning room table and fuck her whenever the need arouse, but Mrs. Brown felt differently and made sure that he knew it. He’d lost count of how many times he’d been forced to pull Elizabeth into a closet, their room and the barn just so he could enjoy her body without Mrs. Brown finding them, but not this past week.
He’d been free to make love to his wife whenever he wanted with absolutely no worries since everyone knew better than to step foot in his workshop without permission. It really was the perfect spot, he decided, making a mental note to find more ways to get her up here in the future.
Definitely needed a bed though, he decided with a wince as another piece of hay poked through the blanket and stuck him in the knee.
