Colton Farms

by M. E. Parker

  “Not tonight Jack, I want it to be just us.”

  “Thank God.” He said as he lifted me up so that both legs were wrapped around his waist, giving me the friction I needed. I rubbed against his erection as he backed me up against the windows. He whispered against my neck, “I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything as bad as I want you right now.”

  “Take me to the bedroom, Jack. I need you inside me.” I said breathlessly as I clung to him. He carried me into the bedroom and I let my feet drop to the floor.

  His hand quickly moved from my ass to between my legs. “Jesus Claire, you’re so wet you’re dripping.” He gripped the sides of my panties and pulled them down. “Sit down on the bed baby.” I did what he asked as he peeled my panties down, pulling them over my boots and then tossing them onto the floor. He quickly knelt on the floor between my legs, “Lie back Claire, I want to taste you.”

  As good as that sounded, I needed to be connected to him. I needed him inside me right then. We had been apart for too long. “No Jack,” I said reaching down to unbutton and unzip his jeans. “I need you inside me right now. I can’t wait, it’s been too long.” I said breathing hard. I managed to pull his boxers down with his jeans, so they were down to his thighs. I wanted us both completely naked, but I couldn’t wait. I squeezed both of his ass cheeks as I scooted closer to the end of the bed and wrapped my legs around him.

  “Fuck Claire.” He said as he grabbed his hard dick and lined it up with my opening, pressing inside. I thrust my hips forward until he was as deep inside me as he far he could get. I started to move, and he pressed his hands down on my thighs. “Wait baby. Give me a second.” He said. “God that’s the best thing I’ve ever felt.” He said as he slowly pulled out and then pushed back in.

  I fell back on the bed and he pushed my dress up around my waist. He slid his hands under my ass to lift me up to a different angle as he began to move in and out of me. “Claire look down.” He whispered. “Look at how good we look together.” I propped myself up on my elbows and watched as he moved in and out of me. He moved his hand between my legs and pressed down on my clit. “Come with me baby.” God, it was so hot to watch. I lost it, falling back on the bed. As I came, I could feel him explode inside me. I couldn’t figure out where his orgasm ended or mine began as I called out his name.

  He was still inside me when he braced his hands on either side of me and fell forward to catch his breath. He leaned down and kissed my stomach. “Hey little peanut. I hope you couldn’t see or hear any of that or we’re going to be paying for therapy for the rest of your life.”

  I giggled, “I’m pretty sure we’re okay Jack.”

  He chuckled. “It’s a good thing—because I’m just getting started.” He leaned down and kissed my stomach again. “I love your mommy and I love you too, Peanut.”

  I felt a tear slip down my cheek. I don’t know how I got so lucky. Jack dropped down to the floor. And I continued to lie back on the bed, “What are you doing down there?”

  He laughed, “Taking off my boots.” He stood up and stepped out his jeans and I sat up on the bed to watch as he pulled his shirt off over his head. He grabbed my leg and began pulling off my boot.

  I smiled at him. “What ya doin’ baby?”

  He grinned. “Getting you naked. I told you I was just getting started. I’m gonna give you so many orgasms tonight, you won’t be able to get out of bed tomorrow.” I squeezed my thighs together as my body responded to his words.

  I laughed, “As much as I like the sound of that Jack, don’t forget tomorrow’s Friday, we have work.”

  He ignored me as he lifted my dress over my head and then unclasped my bra and tossed it on the floor. He jumped on the bed and patted the space next to him. I moved up and laid down next to him. He turned on his side and propped his head up with hand and rested his elbow on the bed. He began to touch me with just his index finger starting underneath my chin and running it down my neck to my collar bone and my chest until he reached my breast. He circled his finger around my nipple. “We aren’t working tomorrow Claire. I told everyone not to call me unless the damn farm was burning down.” He leaned over and kissed my cheek as his finger continued to dance around my nipple. “We aren’t going back to work until Monday. We need this baby, just you and me—last week was hell for both of us and I wanna erase all those memories.”

  I looked up at him, knowing it was useless to argue. “Okay, Jack.”

  He ran his finger across my nipple and I jerked when he pinched it between his thumb and finger and began to roll it back and forth between them. “I love your breasts, Claire. They are so beautiful.” He said as he moved his hand to the other following the same tortuous path as he did with other one. I arched my and began to twist my body towards him. “No baby. Lie back. Just lay there. I want to play for a while.” I did what he asked, and he leaned down still playing with my nipple and took my other breast in his mouth and began to suck, gently at first and then harder while squeezing my other one tighter between his fingers.

  I moaned in pleasure as he continued to suck and squeezed my thighs together. He let go of my breast with his mouth. “Does that feel good baby?” He asked as tugged gently at my nipple between his fingers. “Does your pussy throb when I play with your nipples?” He whispered. I nodded my head, desperately wanting more. I looked up at him as he kept playing with my nipple.

  “Close your eyes Claire.” I did as he asked. I felt his mouth on my breast again. This time he licked it, flicking it back and forth with his tongue. In between licks he spoke to me. “I love these tits. Do you remember when I rubbed my hard dick between them?” I nodded my head and a small moan escaped from my lips. I was so turned on, I didn’t know how much more I could take. He covered my nipple with his lips and sucked and then let go, letting it swirl between his fingers again. “It was so fucking hot when I came. I loved coming on your tits. Can I do it again sometime?”

  I nodded my head again. “God Jack. I need more.” My hips wiggled as I clenched my thighs together. He moved to my other breast and began sucking again and then let go, “What do you need baby. Tell me. Do you need me touch your pussy? Is it throbbing?” I nodded my head again. God how could he turn me on like this? I wondered if he kept going I would come from just listening to his words.

  “Do you want me to lick it and suck on it and put my tongue inside you or do you want me to rub your tight little pussy with my fingers until I make you come? Which one baby?” He asked as he continued to pinch my nipple.

  “God Jack, both, I want both.”

  He chuckled, “Good answer baby. Cause that’s what you’re getting,” he said moving to my other breast. He pulled his mouth away from my breast. “Keep your eyes closed and tell me something dirty, Claire. Tell me something dirty I’ve done to you that you liked.” I squirmed under him as he continued to play with my breasts. I desperately wanted him between my legs, but I knew he wouldn’t go there until I did what he asked.

  “That night in the media room. It was dark. We were watching ‘The Matrix.’”

  I looked down at him and saw him grin as he licked my nipple. “Ummhm. Keep going.”

  “I was wearing a short skirt. You leaned over and whispered in my ear ‘take off your panties.’ And I did what you told me to do.” I looked down at Jack again. I could tell he was getting turned on. I was getting really turned on too remembering how he touched me that night, so I kept going. “You told me to open legs and I did. Then you reached over and started touching me while we both watched the movie.” Jack started moving his hand down my stomach until he reached the apex of my thighs and stopped.

  “Tell me how I touched you Claire.”

  “At first it was gentle.” I said as he began to lightly rub two fingers between my folds.

  “Like this?” He asked.

  “Oh god, yes Jack.” I moaned.

  “Do you remember what I did next?”

  I could remember everything, but I couldn’t say it—I
couldn’t talk while he was touching me like that. “Yes—but I can’t…”

  He kept rubbing his fingers slowly up and down my pussy as he spoke, “It’s okay baby, I remember. I rubbed my fingers in little circles over your clit. I could tell you wanted me to do it harder and faster when you pressed yourself closer to my hand, so I gave you what you wanted until you moaned and came but I didn’t stop. I pressed my fingers inside you, so I could feel your pussy clench around them. I love watching you come Claire. You came again do you remember?”

  I nodded my head pressing my hips up against his hand, but he kept the pressure steady. I needed more.

  “It was so fucking sexy. I pressed my fingers into you and then pressed my palm against your clit and you rubbed yourself against my palm. I could feel you squeeze your pussy around my fingers as you moved against my hand getting yourself off. I swear to god Claire, there is nothing sexier than watching you come. Can I do to you again right now—can I watch you come?”

  “Yes Jack. Please.” I said bucking my hips up against his hand. He started circling my clit and then speeding up pressing harder against and moving his hand faster until I screamed out. He pressed his fingers inside me and held hand tight against my pussy as I came on his fingers. He didn’t move his hand for a long time, giving me time to recover.

  “God, I love watching you. I can’t wait to be inside you again Claire. You’re so perfect.” He said pressing his fingers further inside me. I began to move against his hand and he pressed his palm harder against my clit as he moved his fingers in and out of me. “Come for me again baby.” He said as I lifted my hips and grinded against his hand. I did what he asked.

  Jack Colton kept his promises, because before I knew it, his head was between my legs licking and sucking. I came three more times. It was as if he had made it his life’s work to make me orgasm that night.

  It was my turn to make him feel good and I was determined. I made him lie back on the bed and I knelt between his legs and licked along the peaks and valleys of his tight abs, eventually moving down between his thighs. He pulled his knees up and spread his legs wider as I sucked and kissed on the inside of his thigh. I lightly bit him, and his hips bucked upward. “Damn Claire.” He whispered as I inched my way over to his balls. I gently licked them and ran my tongue below them before I took one in my mouth and started to gently suck it. “Holy fuck baby.” He whispered pressing his hips forward.

  I gently moved my finger over his tight hole as I moved my mouth to the other ball and started sucking. I kept running my finger back and forth over the hole until I finally pressed it inside. “Jesus, Claire—I don’t know if I can take it.” He said breathlessly as I licked my way up his shaft taking care to stop at the little sensitive area just below the head. “Fuck baby.” He said I took him inside my mouth. My other hand was holding the base of his hard dick and my finger pressed further inside him while I sucked the head of his dick moving him further into my mouth, sucking harder and harder.

  He moaned. “Wait, baby,” he said. I ignored him. “Christ. Wait Claire. I don’t wanna come yet.” I looked up at him. He smiled at me. “Come here baby.” I slowly crawled up and straddled him. He pulled me down, so I was sitting on his thighs. He chuckled. “Give me a minute. God, you’re getting too damn good at that.”

  I smiled down at him and moved up his body. He reached down and grabbed his dick and held it, so I could lower myself down on it. As soon as he was all the way inside me, I let out a let moan. He was breathing hard. “Don’t move for a second Claire—If you do, I’ll come.” I sat there with him inside me smiling down at him. “God, you’re so beautiful.” I ran my hands over his chest and picked up my left hand and kissed the back of it. “I’m so fucking lucky.” He gently rubbed my belly. “Do you know how much it turns me on that you have our baby inside you?”

  “It turns me on knowing that you put a baby inside me, Jack.” I could feel his erection twitch inside me and I squeezed my pussy tight around him.

  “Oh god, Claire. That felt so good. What did you do?”

  I laughed a little and did it again, “You mean this?”

  “Oh god.” He whispered, and I did it again, this time rocking forward a tiny bit rubbing my clit against him.

  I did it over and over and my breathing increased as I came closer and closer to the edge.

  “Oh god—I think I’m going to come.”

  “Me too, baby.” I said breathlessly I kept squeezing my pussy tight around him and rubbing my clit against him.

  We came hard together, and I fell forward onto his chest and he wrapped me up in his arms. “Claire?” He whispered into my hair.

  “Yeah?” I said with my head still on his chest.

  “We have to get married soon. Okay?”

  I looked up at him smiling. “Really?”

  He brushed some hair out of my face. “Like within a few weeks. I will give you whatever kind of wedding you want. As big as you want. Here or in Boston. I’ll make it happen. But I won’t be able to breathe until you’re mine in every single way possible.”

  I laid my head back down on his chest and he gently ran his fingers across my back. “I want to get married out on the dock. I want it to be just Dad, Ted & Sarah, and Tom & Shelly there with us. And then after, I want to have a barbeque at the house and we can invite all the workers and anyone from town that you want to ask. We can clear the field behind the house and have a bonfire.”

  He chuckled, “It sounds like you’ve thought about this before and it all sounds perfect.”

  I giggled, “I’ve pretty much been daydreaming about it from the day I met you. The details just became clearer as I got to know you.”

  “I love you so much, Freckles.”

  “I love you too and you know I’m already yours in every way possible, right? After the first night that I gave myself to you, I belonged to you. Even if you hadn’t wanted me after that night, I would have never been able to give myself to anyone else. I would have always been yours.”

  THE END

  First Epilogue—Jack

  Two and half years later…

  I stood still in the driveway and looked at the front of the house. Claire and Sarah had done a spectacular job of decorating the house for Christmas. It really did look amazing. I thought to myself it was funny how I used to look at this house and feel nothing but disgust. Now, it had become my favorite place in the whole world, it was home.

  Sometimes I wondered what my life would be like if I hadn’t decided to go to the diner that night or if Claire hadn’t come across that email on Jonathan’s phone at the exact moment they were passing through town. Somehow, I think we may have found each other anyway. I think we were meant to be together. Claire was meant to be my wife and the mother of my child and she was meant to be on this farm with me.

  A tiny voice interrupted my thoughts, “Daddy.”

  I looked down at the chubby little hand wrapped around my fingers and smiled. “Let’s go inside and see if Mama’s got the turkey cookin’, want to?”

  “Yeah!”

  We walked slowly up the steps to the porch. It was Christmas Eve morning, but very soon our home would be full of guests and this was the first time Claire was cooking the turkey & dressing. She was a nervous wreck and had pretty much thrown us out of the house earlier, claiming she needed quiet to concentrate on Sarah’s instructions. She had nothing to worry about, everything she did turned out perfect.

  When we reached the front door, I knelt down, “Peanut, run in and tell Mama all the things we did this morning and don’t forget to give her the present we found for her.” I quietly opened the door and watched as little chubby legs and blonde curls flew through the entryway. I stepped back on the porch closed the door leaving it open a little, so I could spy on them through the crack in the door.

  “Mama!”

  I watched as Claire turned around from the sink and dried off her hands. Her face lit up, “Owen!” She knelt down and swept our son up in her a
rms and kissed him on top of the head. I chuckled as I watched the scowl on her face as she looked behind him. “Where’s Daddy? Are you all by yourself?”

  He shrugged his little shoulders. “Look! We got you a present. It’s mistletoe. Never put in your mouth. I put it on your head and kiss you. See!” I watched as he squished the green leaves against Claire’s forehead and then he gave her a big sloppy kiss on the cheek. (Okay, so maybe I should have better explained the concept of mistletoe to him, but he got the gist of it.)

  She laughed and said, “That’s the best present ever, Owen, thank you! So, what have you and your Daddy been doing and where is he?” I smiled as she looked behind him again.

  “I feed the chickens!”

  I know I’m biased but I was pretty sure our son was a genius. He wasn’t even two yet, and he could carry on whole conversations. I loved watching Claire’s face light up when she talked to him. “You did? What else did you do?”

  “I pet Billy!”

  “And what else?”

  I watched him tap his little finger on this chin like he was trying to remember. Then he smiled, “I drive the Gator and we plant seeds!”

  “Ah ha! That’s why you are so dirty. Your Daddy’s gonna be in trouble, isn’t he? You were all clean this morning, weren’t you?” He giggled as she tickled his belly. “Where is your Daddy anyway? Is he hiding?” He put both of his little dirty hands on Claire’s face and giggled “Yeah!”

  I stepped through the door smiling, “I wasn’t hiding.”

  Owen turned around and smiled at me, “You’re in trouble Daddy.”

  I chuckled, “Why is that?”

  “You got me dirty.”

  I went over and knelt down next to them and kissed Claire on the cheek and then Owen on the forehead. “Tell Mama that you have to get dirty when you plant seeds.”