Feminine VOLUPTUOUS [Erotic Romance]

EPILOGUE:

I'm pushing the hay around sweating under the sun. I flip my cowboy hat back as I pull my bandana from my back jean pocket. I look at the sky mid sun and palm the hat back. It's a growing feeling that thrives from my dirty hands.

The Ranch has been under construction, so I got my guys from sunup to sun down on the fields around it. Most of them who have stood in faith all these years. Prior to my parents death, and watched me when I was youngin. Family that still surrounds the town.

Being back home feels real.

Even though the livestock is important to my cattle business. I felt this place needed a change. I got so many acres of land on the property and a new sense of purpose to build and brand it.

True to a change in careers, Mike and I are now in business. A large portion of the left side of my property now holds a distillery. The refreshing taste of Ranch Water. A Cowboys Cocktail. I got large structures for tasting shows, banquets, and of course Art Exhibition centers. Total VIP to thirst quenchers. Only on special occasions will it be opened to the public, so it's a hot commodity to the celebrities waiting for the Grand Opening.

Yesenia's Fashion showcase brought the house down! Her pieces were staged and sold out before the end of the successful show! She got so overwhelmed she hid in the private corridor bathroom. It wasn't until Vanna showed up with her hefty purse, did it all make sense. My boy's going to be a Father! The pregnancy test in Yesenia's hand had Mike beaming. A few tears he hid, but his love for his woman is everything!

That was over six months ago!

Leave it to Kitty to strutt out in black shorts and a white wife beater. Her red bra that matches her bandana over her pin up hairstyle. Besides the large white shades she sports, she's like Susie Homemaker with two glasses of cold lemonade.

She hands me one.

I can feel her gaze upon my body. Hidden behind the frames. Traveling down my bare chest, my ink on display, and hip hugging jeans. She bites her lip as her head shakes suddenly.

"You like what you see, Darling?" I tempt her.

"Ooh...Cowboy, be prepared to be painted!"

"With your cream?"

She laughed.

"I can see a whole male collection in my portfolio."

"I'm the only male." I demand as I balance climbing over the wooden fence jumping down. My cowboy boots stomped the floor in front of her feet. She tries to step back, but my fingers quickly yank her thick hips to mine. I mold my hands over her perfect ass.

Ms. Thick grips mine back.

"The only one I own." She comments back.

"Is that rock hurting your hand yet?" I teased. Vanna lifts her palm showing me her sparkling finger. The engagement ring perfectly positioned.

"We can still move the date." I remind her.

She lifts, putting her arms around my neck, as she pulls my head down to her face. "I want to scream it to the world!" She laughs.

Her brightened blue eyes paralyzes me.

We got secretly married in Vegas three weeks ago. Only Mike and Yesenia were there to celebrate with us. We didn't plan it, but the moment felt so right.

Our foreheads meet together to the secret.

With love in our eyes, we want to share our big union at my Family Ranch. It's an honor for me to take her hand as Man and Wife on family soil. As if my parents will be there in spirit!

We got so overwhelmed with the guest list. Her parents demands of inviting extended family. Our staff, colleagues, fucking acquaintances. We got the music Industry and Artsy farts. Keeping up with our businesses. Location scouts. It just seemed like we needed a fun vacation and our own dedication.

Now, the construction on the Ranch will include our wedding venue. The grand opening of our lives. Set for another six months when the distillery project will be finished and in production. I tried convincing her about an earlier date, but she wants our Ranch Water as the signature drink.

Always in business mode.

So, my Fiancée is getting her dream wedding!

"Will Caleb be here soon?" She hints.

My big hit and number one in the music charts. His album was such a huge success the big wigs are already pushing for another one. Success isn't cheap and we got to keep him at the top!

Her eyelashes flutter, blue eyes shine, as she licks her lips. I lift her onto the split rail fence as her thick thighs tighten around my hips. We're at the back entrance to the barn, so no one's around.

"He's coming in private, but not till the early evening, Darling" I whisper into her ear.

"You're going to keep the hat on?" She says as she shivers.

"Shit. I don't even have time to take off these shit kickers!"

I lift her up as her feet touch the ground. Both of our hands fumbling with our buckles. I give up as I help yank her shorts down. My knees take the ground. Her panties ripped with them! My face was already centered between her soft thighs.

Feasting into my wife!

She holds onto my hat riding my face. My laughter vibrates until I'm growling at her pleasures. Sucking at her sweet cream.

My buckles off and I'm shifting up before quickly turning her around. I grip those wide hips as she spreads her legs. Her nails firm into the wood as she arches her back. My dicks beyond lubricated in between her soaked lips.

"Ride me cowboy!" She moans.

I slide right into her warmth with a thrust. She whimpers out loudly letting nature take it's course.

Well, alright now, we're getting busy in the barn!

I rode that ass till we're winded. Pumping her on my dick like a stud. She's galloping within every inch of my rod. The slapping of skin gets louder until my hands curves around her pouch. Once my fingers shined that clit, she dropped down hugging the criss-crossed wooden panel of the fence, and I had her ass bucking to my charged stance.

Once the tingles formed, I turned her back around, and lifted her thick spread thighs onto the fence. I cradled her face, still in aftershocks of ecstacy, as her furious hand took over her clit. Riding to every drop till I spilled my soul into her cream.

Creating a lifetime together.