She nods enthusiastically.
I pull her further into the meadow until we are at the back corner.
“This is where we would build it. Not in the middle, because that would take away from the view. Over here in the corner, so we can admire it. This would be our front porch. It would wrap around the entire place so we could move around and enjoy everything nature has to offer.”
“Rocking chairs. We will need them,” she informs me.
“Of course. I’ll build them with my own hands.”
The way she beams at that has my pride flaring up.
I pull her further inside.
“We would have a small living room. No TV because that’s not what this is for. Instead, we would fill it with books and board games. Puzzles. Photos of our life. This would be a space we could come to be us and enjoy one another.” I wrap my arms around her as she looks at the piece of grass.
“I love it already,” she whispers.
I turn her. “There would be our small kitchen where I can cook you all the meals, and you can bake all the bread your heart desires.”
“I thought you would get tired of my bread.”
“Never.” I press a kiss to her temple before taking her hand and leading her to where the bedroom would be. “Then the bedroom with the attached bathroom. There would be a shower big enough for us both so we could wash off the long day. Over there would be the clawfoot bathtub that you said you always wanted. We could soak in it to ease our muscles and relax.”
“Where would we be getting so worked up that we need to relax?” she teases.
“That would be the bedroom, my dear wife,” I tell her, turning her to face the big open piece of land.
“This is where our bed would be?” she asks, moving away from me to take a few steps away.
“If that’s where you want it to be, then yes,” I tell her honestly.
Slowly, she starts to strip, making my cock harden in my pants.
“What are you doing, Viper?”
She hums. “Seems only right we christen the bedroom. Don’t you think?”
Without hesitation, I start to strip off my clothes, only stopping long enough to enjoy the way my woman lookscompletely nude in nature. Maybe I’ll make that a rule. No clothes at the cabin.
Then I move toward her, taking her into my arms.
“You’ll get dirty,” I murmur against her lips.
“I like being dirty. Show me how you plan to use my body.”
Usually, I would take my time and tease her, but I don’t have the patience. I need to be inside of my woman as quickly as possible.
Kneeling on the ground, I carefully pull her down with me, then I turn her away and coax her onto her hands and knees. She lets me mold her into the position I want her in.
Then I slide my fingers through her wet heat. I love that she is always ready for me, as if her body is primed and waiting for me at all times.
I don’t take a second to think. I press into her, holding her hips as I do. She lets out a moan, making my chest puff out. I love knowing a simple touch can make her feel so good.
I thrust into her again, making sure to keep her steady.
“Adam, fuck me hard. I need it. Please,” she begs me.
It’s not often she doesn’t sass me, so when she does, I know she really needs it. I do too.