Wild Horses

*STEF*

"I couldn't ask for a better honeymoon to be honest," Lena nuzzles my neck as we walk along the bank of the river. We had decided to stay close to home, and I had rented a cabin about an hour away for a whole week. Tonight, we had gone exploring as it was the first time we had left the cabin since we arrived three days ago.

"I know it's nothing fancy, but you know me. I like seclusion, and I know you still have country in you," I squeeze her hand as she kisses on my chin. "You keep doing that, we are gonna have to head back inside, woman!" I playfully slap her ass, and she giggles.

"Well, that's quite alright with me!" she teases as I pull on her arm softly, stopping us as we reach a field.

"Do you hear that?" I whisper as she stops to look at me.

"Hear what, silly?"

"I swear I heard a horse whinny!" I laugh softly as I pull on her arm again, and we head towards the field.

"You have horses on your mind, Stef! It's in your blood!" she humors me but follows close behind. We hike a ways through the field and up a little knoll. As we reach the top, she gasps. "You were right! Look over there!"

My heart races as I follow where she's pointing and low and behold, we see a group of wild horses along the tree line. "Good god almighty! It's been a while since I've actually seen them!" I excitedly point out as we quickly sit together on the grassy knoll to watch.

"Do you know what kind they are? Are they dangerous?"

I laugh at how enthusiastic she is and pull her into my arms, wrapping my arms around her as she practically sits in my lap. I whisper near her ear, "The one on the far right is an appaloosa or a painted horse. They are worth a lot of money, and yes, to answer your second question, they are dangerous. They are wild, and if I were to try and capture one of them, it'd be a very tricky situation. Often times, the stallions won't allow a human female to break them, and they've been known to actually charge a woman like a crazed bull."

She listens intently as I tell her this while she runs her hands up and down my thighs, "Hmmm, are you speaking from experience, Mrs. Adams Foster?" she giggles softly as we watch the appaloosa run over to a black mare. I'm quiet for a moment as we both watch the two horses nuzzle each other.

"I think they're a couple. Watch how they interact!" I whisper excitedly as I run my hands up and down her bare arms.

"I think you may be right. Do horses mate for life?"

"Hmmmm, well, I do know that once a horse makes a friend, they are friends for life; so, it's quite possible. I haven't really studied the wild horses behavior when it came to mating. And as for speaking from experience? Yes, when I was 16, I insisted on breaking a wild stallion and was almost killed in the process. Thank God Russ was with me because he was able to warn me to get out of the pen. I was furious with him for letting the stallion go. I thought he did it to spite me and prove me wrong." I laugh as I recount the story.

Lena turns in my arms and begins kissing on my neck. "Well, it doesn't surprise me that you were one stubborn kid. Thank god for Russ, right?" she whispers as she begins kissing on me making me lose my train of thought. I run my hands up her soft thighs as she pulls me under her spell.

"Mhmmm," I murmur as her fingers run through my short hair.

"Stefanie..Marie..Adams..Foster... you are my...wild horse..." she croons softly as she nips at my earlobe causing goosebumps to rush over my body.

"What.... are you doing to me?" I finally manage.

She quickly gets up and holds out her hand. "Come, lets head back to the cabin."

I willingly take her hand, never breaking eye contact as she helps me to my feet, and pulls me to her. As the sun sets around us, I pull her to me, kissing her deeply. I could never ask for a more perfect wife. My heart races like it has done every time we are deep in the moment, and as our tongues roll over each others, I feel a deeper connection, if that's even possible.

"Cabin...now..." she manages to pull away, and we head back that way as darkness chases us to the front door.

Barely making it inside, she pushes my shirt over my sturdy shoulders whimpering words of love to me. "Let me...this time..." she moans softly, unhooking my bra.

I let go as she steps back and slides off her sundress. I bite my bottom lip as I realize she didn't have neither a bra or panties on underneath. "Bad girl..." I moan as she pushes me back on to the bed. She kneels down as she pushes my legs apart, looking up into my eyes.

"And you like it that way..." she replies in a sexy tone.

My hands plant themselves behind me to hold myself up as I tilt my head, allowing her to have her way with me. Her tongue takes me to places I didn't know existed as she devours me deeply.

"Baby....oh god....Lena!!!! FUCK!!!!!" I moan louder and louder, and right when I think I can't handle anymore, she plunges two fingers deeply into me making me instantly unravel as I tug on her curls.

I ride the waves as she does this to me two more times, and each time, I topple over the edge harder and harder until I collapse. When she's done, she moves up my body, kissing every single part of me until she reaches my lips. "I think I just got done breaking you, Stefanie Marie Adams Foster," she croons softly in my ear as we move up onto the bed and snuggle into each other.

I laugh softly as she uses witty "horse" language with me in bed. "You are something else, Lena Elizabeth Adams Foster," I say in a low voice as I brush her curls back. "And I wouldn't have you any other way."

As we pull the blanket over our naked bodies, I close my eyes and relax in her arms. Thinking back over the past year, I never would have dreamed that this is where my life would have taken me. I was not all the way open and myself just last year, and I didn't have any future plans of doing so. I hadn't met anyone, and since my father died, I had plunged deep into my work. I smile as I drift off to sleep. I smile as I think of one last funny thing to say to Lena before we sleep. "Wild horses wouldn't keep us apart, my love. If I had to do it all over again, I wouldn't change a thing." She moves so she can look into my eyes and brushes her thumb over my cheek. "You have a tremendous sense of humor, love," She giggles softly and I playfully slap her.

"So, I've heard." I kiss her temple then as she snuggles into my arms.

*Thank you for reading as I wrote this! This was my very first Stef/Lena fanfic, and I enjoyed every bit of it!☺️*