Me: Ok, I’ll see you soon.
I grabbed my car keys, making my way to Mae’s. I ordered some sandwiches and some dessert that had some whipped cream in case we had time for some fun. On the drive over, I chuckled at how much had changed in just a couple of weeks. Last time I was here, I was making sure Nash wasn’t an asshole and here I was wishing we had time to fuck.
Oh god, what was I getting myself into?
I parked by the house again, leaving the food in the car this time as I walked to the barn, hoping that Nash was already there. The day was gorgeous and the pastures were beautiful out in the distance. A dog and the pig came out to greet me again as I walked. The pig waddled in a different tutu as the dog ran circles around us. A few goats were walking, grazing and it looked like there were a few kids this time too.
I was never really an outdoorsy person, but seeing all these animals was adorable. The barn looked like it had a new door as I walked in, and the hard smell of animals made my nose crinkle. I don’t think I would ever get used to it. A few horseswere in their stalls as I walked up to them. They were beautiful but intimidating.
“Ever ridden a horse?”
“Jesus Christ,” I squealed, turning around to see Nash with his horse trailing behind him.
He chuckled. “I didn’t peg you for being so skittish.”
“I’m not, but I?—”
“Okay,” he drawled. “So have you ever ridden a horse?”
“What do you think? I’m a city boy through and through,” I said, getting out of his way.
“You could have gone riding,” he said. “I know plenty of cowboys who were city boys at one point.”
“Yeah, not me. I love the concrete jungle,” I said, admiring him taking care of his horse. “I love all the conveniences.”
“One day, Iris and I will get you on a horse and take you riding,” he said, kissing his horse on the head before locking her in the stall. “There are great trails around here, easy enough for beginners.”
“I don’t think I want to be sore from just horseback riding,” I quipped.
“Oh, I can make you plenty sore from other things,” he said, his voice low as he walked over to a sink, turning it on.
My cheeks heated from the implication, wanting nothing more than Nash to bend me over and make good on his promise. I turned around to look at the pig in the tutu before I jumped this man.
“So, what’s with the pig in the tutu?” I asked, as the sink turned off. “She’s cute, but who keeps changing her tutu?”
“Is that what you really want to talk about, Kitten?” Nash came up behind me.
“Maybe,” I sighed, as he kissed my neck, his stubble adding to the electric feeling.
“I keep thinking about what you would taste like,” he said against my skin. “The weight of you against my tongue and what your release would feel like going down my throat.”
“Fuck,” I shivered, as he pressed his hard cock against my ass. “Someone will come.”
“Forest is with Jude and Sam, Theo and Colt are with Iris, who I’m sure are going to go home while she comes to us,” he said unbuckling my pants. “So, it’s just going to be us and well, the animals.”
“These poor things don’t need to see this,” I groaned, as he pushed his hand down my underwear, palming my hard cock.
Nash pulled me until he was against a wall and he fell to his knees. The sight was unholy, with his hat on, and I didn’t know what the hell to do. He pulled my cock out, swallowing it in one go as I cried out. My toes curled from the intense pleasure, I almost came.
“Holy shit, Nash,” I gasped.
“I knew you’d taste so good,” he groaned, sucking on me again.
“If you keep this up, I’m gonna come,” I panted, looking over my shoulder because I didn’t trust that no one was going to walk in on us.
“That’s the point, Beau,” he smirked. “I need you to come.”
He looked up at me with those baby blues. This big bronc rider was on his knees for me and the only thing better was if his wife would have been right next to him.
