It’s all about shared effort and the will to push through. But the moments where you can look around and feel the evening sun on your back while the horses run free in the pasture is indescribable.
As is the feeling blooming inside me when I glance at Weston and our daughter. Her hands are on his cheeks to keep him in place so she can plant a kiss on his nose. Yeah. My body might be filled with pregnancy hormones and if I wasn’t pregnant, my ovaries would surely explode, because that man right there is not only the love of my life but he’s also a loving father. Rancher. Cowboy. Biker. My very own cowboy biker. Hell, this man is everything I could wish for and more.
Our daughter heads for Decker and starts to rave about her new pony.
“Keep looking at me like that and you’ll end up pregnant again. Pill or not, when I take you with your ass in the dirt, your legs wrapped around my waist and my cock lodged deep inside your pussy, my cum won’t be stopped by anything.” I gasp at the husky voice flowing on a hot breath right next to my ear.
Dammit, I was clearly daydreaming about my own old man. Wait. There’s no law against that, right?
“I’m already pregnant. But we could do the whole ass in dirt, cock in pussy thing to make sure,” I whisper back.
“Okay, Magdalena. Let’s go look at that pony your daddy bought you.” Decker’s voice is on mute due to the way Weston has his eyes locked on me.
We hear our daughter’s voice start to rattle again about the pony she adores and loves to ride while we keep staring at each other.
My old man steps closer. “We’re pregnant again?”
“We are.” I give him a shy smile since I didn’t mention to him I stopped taking the pill.
With our busy lives and being pregnant with Magdalena early into our relationship, we needed time to catch our breaths before hopefully welcoming new children into our lives. But Weston always mentions how he wants at least five children, so I knew it would make him happy if I stopped taking birth control. I was going to tell him but since I’ve been taking the pill for a couple of years, I didn’t expect to be pregnant this soon.
He brushes his knuckles along my cheek. “I love you so damn much.”
I brush my lips against his and murmur, “Good thing I love you so damn much too.” I smirk and turn on my heels to bend over and grab my stuff.
Bad timing since it earns me a hard spank on my ass. I flash up and rub my ass cheek and glare at Weston. Who in return smirks. And when this man smirks it causes my belly to flop and my heartrate picks up speed.
He leans in and gives me a hard kiss, but pulls back way too soon. “Wanna go for a ride after I help you clean up here?”
“Always,” I instantly reply and start to pick up my equipment. “A ride on your bike, your horse, your cock, any ride with you is one I’d never want to miss.”
“Woman,” he growls with a promise in his voice he’s going to screw me in a way I’m sure my pussy will feel him for many days to come.
“Yes?” I innocently reply.
“Doing one, all, backwards or at a later time...as long as the ride involves you, I’ll always be ready.” He takes his cowboy hat off and sinks down to one knee.
In his hand he’s holding a tiny velvet box showing a gorgeous ring. “You were mine the day we met. We shared years together with you as my old lady, and the mother of my child. But that’s not enough anymore. Are you ready to become my woman in all ways?”
“Yes,” I croak, my voice now filled with emotions.
“Good answer.” He smirks and kisses the hell out of me, but not before putting his hat back on and the shiny ring around my finger.
To have all the people I love surrounding me fills my heart and enriches my life. A life we intend to explore and expand to make sure we do one, all, backwards, or however, as long as we get to enjoy it to the max, together.
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