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Story: Brands
“And far enough he can’t hear you scream my name.” When I shut my door, it cuts off her giggle until I make my way to her side.
“You’re the best husband ever.” She falls into my arms.
“Remember that if I fart in my sleep.” Lifting her by her thighs, I drape her over my shoulder, spanking her ass lightly with every step.
Her squeals and laughter make my cock harder the closer I get to the trailer.
Wade slings the side open, a broad smile beneath his thick red mustache. “There’s the happy couple.” He clamors down the steps, his arm extending for a hearty handshake. “Congratulations, man. I never thought you’d do it.”
“She’s impossible to resist.” I pat Libby’s hip again for good measure, then set her down gently.
Her golden hair flies over her flushed face that she brushes away before looping her arm around mine. “Thank you, Wade. This is wonderful.”
“Shucks. It’s the least I could do. Blue getting married means hell is fixin’ to freeze over, so I won’t be needing it,” he chuckles. “It ain’t fancy, but it’ll give you both some privacy.” He squints at me against the sun, then tips his hat. “Welp, you kids have fun.” His heavy hand slaps my back before he walks to his truck.
A dust cloud is all he leaves behind.
Libby stops me, her palms flattening on my chest. “I can’t tell you how much I appreciate this. I was worried about leaving Dad since he can’t drive. And neither of them cook worth a darn.” Her bottom lip rolls between her teeth.
My fingers weave into her tangled hair. “It’s my job to make things easier for you. You don’t have to do it all anymore, we’re a team.”
“Well—” Her gaze thickens as she presses closer. “—I do know one thing I want to do.”
Blood rushes to my groin seeing the hunger in her eyes. “Is it on your list?”
“Mmhmm. Something I’ve never done before.” Her teasing touch works its way down my stomach until she threads into the waist of my new jeans.
“It is my duty, as yourhusband, to fulfill every…single…item.” I walk us close enough that I can reach the handle to the RV, pulling it open to a wave of cool air.
Ah, good man. Wade already plugged it in.
And he grabbed the bags from the house I told him about.
He’s a saint.
“Oh, look! Wade got us wine!” She pulls the bottle from a small bucket filled with ice. Flipping open a few cabinets, she finds a stack of red plastic cups. “Perfect!”
The space inside isn’t huge, but the bed is. Looks like even fresh linens.
I sit on the edge, kicking off my boots, then push them against the wall.
How is it I can be completely content just watching her fluid movements? Her white dress flows around her calves when she turns, a full drink in each hand.
She steps between my legs to gingerly present me with a very full portion.
“To our new life.” When she taps our cups together, wine sloshes over the edges.
Before I can wipe my thumb, she bends and runs her scalding tongue over my fingers.
My cock leaks against my zipper. “So what was that new thing on your list?” My voice is husky with lust.
Those deep blue eyes glance up as she continues her slow path, sucking every trace of alcohol. “Make love to myhusband.”
I can’t set my drink down fast enough.
“Crawl up here. I’d rather taste you than champagne.” I throw my hat towards the corner, not giving one flying fuck where it lands.
“Want this on or off?” She teases the thin strap of fabric off her delicate collar bone while setting down her own cup.
“You’re the best husband ever.” She falls into my arms.
“Remember that if I fart in my sleep.” Lifting her by her thighs, I drape her over my shoulder, spanking her ass lightly with every step.
Her squeals and laughter make my cock harder the closer I get to the trailer.
Wade slings the side open, a broad smile beneath his thick red mustache. “There’s the happy couple.” He clamors down the steps, his arm extending for a hearty handshake. “Congratulations, man. I never thought you’d do it.”
“She’s impossible to resist.” I pat Libby’s hip again for good measure, then set her down gently.
Her golden hair flies over her flushed face that she brushes away before looping her arm around mine. “Thank you, Wade. This is wonderful.”
“Shucks. It’s the least I could do. Blue getting married means hell is fixin’ to freeze over, so I won’t be needing it,” he chuckles. “It ain’t fancy, but it’ll give you both some privacy.” He squints at me against the sun, then tips his hat. “Welp, you kids have fun.” His heavy hand slaps my back before he walks to his truck.
A dust cloud is all he leaves behind.
Libby stops me, her palms flattening on my chest. “I can’t tell you how much I appreciate this. I was worried about leaving Dad since he can’t drive. And neither of them cook worth a darn.” Her bottom lip rolls between her teeth.
My fingers weave into her tangled hair. “It’s my job to make things easier for you. You don’t have to do it all anymore, we’re a team.”
“Well—” Her gaze thickens as she presses closer. “—I do know one thing I want to do.”
Blood rushes to my groin seeing the hunger in her eyes. “Is it on your list?”
“Mmhmm. Something I’ve never done before.” Her teasing touch works its way down my stomach until she threads into the waist of my new jeans.
“It is my duty, as yourhusband, to fulfill every…single…item.” I walk us close enough that I can reach the handle to the RV, pulling it open to a wave of cool air.
Ah, good man. Wade already plugged it in.
And he grabbed the bags from the house I told him about.
He’s a saint.
“Oh, look! Wade got us wine!” She pulls the bottle from a small bucket filled with ice. Flipping open a few cabinets, she finds a stack of red plastic cups. “Perfect!”
The space inside isn’t huge, but the bed is. Looks like even fresh linens.
I sit on the edge, kicking off my boots, then push them against the wall.
How is it I can be completely content just watching her fluid movements? Her white dress flows around her calves when she turns, a full drink in each hand.
She steps between my legs to gingerly present me with a very full portion.
“To our new life.” When she taps our cups together, wine sloshes over the edges.
Before I can wipe my thumb, she bends and runs her scalding tongue over my fingers.
My cock leaks against my zipper. “So what was that new thing on your list?” My voice is husky with lust.
Those deep blue eyes glance up as she continues her slow path, sucking every trace of alcohol. “Make love to myhusband.”
I can’t set my drink down fast enough.
“Crawl up here. I’d rather taste you than champagne.” I throw my hat towards the corner, not giving one flying fuck where it lands.
“Want this on or off?” She teases the thin strap of fabric off her delicate collar bone while setting down her own cup.
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