Chapter Six
Sam
“I’m not sure I’ve ever felt more special.” Jen tucks her hand into mine as we drive back to my cabin for the night.
It’s snowing again, but thankfully my cabin isn’t far from the barn. My brothers have all preferred to build far out, away from the store and the farm, but I like to be in the center of things. I love seeing the barn lit up with lights on nights like tonight, or the country store busy with people. It’s proof that our little family business is a treasure here. I have a lot of pride in that.
“You are special.” I kiss Jen’s hand as I pull into the stone driveway. This house is the main house on the property and it’s by far the biggest.
“Wow! This is a lot of space for one person.”
“Which is why I need you to fill it up.”
She laughs and hops from the truck, though I’d have preferred for her to wait for me to help her out. “Yeah, well, this place is too big for two people as well.”
“Which is why we fill it up with babies.”
“You don’t want babies. I thought you said you were too old.”
I glance away then back again, scrubbing my hand down over my beard in the falling snow. “I did say that. I worry it’s true too, but something about you makes me want to fill you with loads of them.”
Her brows raise. “Loads of them… huh?”
I smile and lift her up over my shoulder before walking toward the little barn at the back of the property. “I wanna show you something.”
“I still don’t know how you’re lifting me.”
“You’re just a little thing, I can carry you across the field.”
She laughs. “No one would ever describe me as little.”
“You’re little to me.” I slide open the barn door and flick on the light, illuminating the sleigh that sits in the center of the space.
“Oh shit.” She grins as I sit in the sleigh and haul her over my lap. “You actually have a sleigh.”
“Yeah, I do, and I’m about to ask you some really serious questions.” I rub her round bottom. “I hope you have good answers for me.”
She giggles and squirms against my lap. “Are you serious?”
“That’s not how this works, baby. I’m asking the questions. You get an answer wrong, and I spank your bottom. Got it?”
She hums in approval but continues to squirm… which I like.
“Could you see yourself falling in love with me?”
“Yes.”
I rub her bottom. “Good girl.”
“Do you like it on Rugged Mountain… enough to live here someday?”
“Yes.” She pants as she speaks.
“And what about work? Could you see working for a little school out here?”
“I mean… yeah, but I’d want Heather to come with me.”
“Okay.” I rub her bottom harder, watching as it jiggles up her back. Fuck, I want to lay into her. “Are you the most beautiful girl ever?”
She pauses. “I know you’re going to spank me for this, but I really don’t think I am.”
I pull my hand back and smack her ass as she wiggles and squirms against my lap. “You’re wrong. You are easily the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
“It’s not true.”
I spank her again and again as my cock drives hard up the length of my jeans. I’ve never felt so stiff.
“Don’t stop!” she whines and her bottom clenches. “Spank me harder!”
My cock is hard pressed against the zipper of my jeans and this erection is torture.
Her little hand lands on the seam of my jeans and her nails stroke the length of my dick through the denim over and over again as she whines out for more spankings.
“Nah, we’re done with that, baby. I want you on my lap.”
She sits up and meets my gaze as she unbuckles my jeans, tugging them to the floor. “Oh damn. You’re huge!”
“Well, that’s an ego boost. I’m not huge.”
“No… I haven’t touched a dick before, and I still know this is huge.” She grins as she strokes my cock in her soft hand. “You had me fooled back at the restaurant with all the tiny dick talk.”
“Yeah, well, you’re making it sound way more impressive than it is.”
“Seriously, how are you going to fit? I mean, I’m going to be tight as it is.”
“I know,” I follow her lead and lift the little skirt she wears until my hand is back on her soft core, massaging against her soaking panties, “I can’t wait.” As I say this, the worst possible realization comes to mind. “Fuck…”
“What?”
“I don’t have a condom. I don’t do this ever, so I don’t keep them around.”
She shakes her head and kisses the tip of my nose. “It’s okay. We don’t need one. I thought we’re trying to fill that house up with babies?”
I’ve spent my life as a rational man, but hearing Jen say she wants my babies gives me a sense of pride and desire I’ve never had. Suddenly, I have purpose. A hypothetical family to take care of. A woman to look out for. A life to create.
I pull her panties down off her smooth legs, and she straddles my lap, anchoring her tight, wet pussy onto my cock as though that’s where she’s always belonged.
She bites her bottom lip as she sinks onto me, wincing. “See… it’s big.”
“You okay, baby? Want me to pull you off?”
“No,” she pants, taking me in further. “I want as much as I can get.”
She’s so wet, but she’s tense.
I pull the cute kitten sweater she’s wearing up and off her frame, and tug one nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the areola before scraping my teeth across her nipple.
Moan after moan leaves her lips, and her relaxed body begins to grind back and forth before bouncing up and down.
Still holding her tit in my mouth, I circle her clit as she rides, imagining night after night fucking my girl everywhere on this property. In the sleigh, in the bed, on the kitchen counter, in my truck. I want her everywhere.
“Good girl, taking my cock like that. You like it?”
She hums out a sigh of approval as her tits bounce in my face.
“Yeah, that’s right. Bounce on my cock. Take it all in that tight, little pussy and tell me you’re mine.” I’m so close to coming.
“I’m yours,” she whines and bounces faster, sending strands of her silky hair down around her shoulders. Fuck, she’s perfect. “I’m yours forever, Sam”
My heart warms as my cock nears explosion. “Good girl. Good fucking girl. Keep your eyes on me. Don’t look away. I want to see your pretty little face when you come on my cock.”
A moment passes, maybe two. Her eyes never leave mine, and suddenly I’m exploding inside of her, hot come emptying into her young, innocent womb.
Fuck! I wish I’d lasted longer.
A moment later, she bends her head back, grinds into me harder, and moans out in pleasure before collapsing against my chest with a sigh.
“Oh my God! What the hell just happened?” She’s breathless, but her tone is bright as though she’s still feeling high.
“You’re tellin’ me. You okay? No pain?”
“No. I feel so freaking good.” Her fingers twist into the hair on my chest as the cool air from the barn bites at the sweat on my shoulders. “I really like all the good girl talk. Oh, and the spankings!”
“Yeah? Well, you are a good girl.” I kiss the top of her head. “A really good girl.”
She shivers against me, and I pull my jacket up over her back, holding her soft frame against my body. With nearly fifty Christmas seasons in the books, I’m not sure I’ve ever had one more eventful.
A solar eclipse, a party, a snowstorm, and a paid date turned forever. I can’t wait to see what happens next Christmas.