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I don’t have any kind of ring for her, and putting that official sign on her finger is important to me. But one of the wives pulls me over to an open laptop and shows me her recommended options. I was ready to hand her my credit card, but she got stern and shoved me down in the seat and handed me the mouse. Apparently, I’m supposed to do this part myself.
The community center slash headquarters building has been transformed into wedding central. All the women and young children have congregated in the front part to work on crafting decorations and menus while the guys hide back in the command center, mostly so they won’t get voluntold to do the decorating. Esme has been firmly instructed to stay in the cabin. And for once, it wasn’t me telling her. Several women pushed her out the door and told her she’d spoil the surprise.
Now that I’ve bought rings which someone will pick up from the mailbox in town in a few weeks, I’m sitting here debating if it will be too obvious if I go home and fuck Esme or if I even care if everyone knows or not.
I decide I don’t care. But Esme isn’t napping in bed where I expected to find her. She’s not in the cabin at all. That sends a moment of panic through me until I see movement out the back window. She’s outside bundled up in coats with her camera. It’s a warm day for this time of year, hovering in the high twenties and the sun is shining. I circle back behind the house and slide an arm around her waist before nuzzling the exposed skin of her neck.
“Dallas!” she laughs while nearly falling into a snowbank in surprise.
“Whatcha doing?”
“Iwastrying to get a photo of a bird. But it’s long since left with all the racket you were making.”
“So I’m not interrupting. Is that what I’m hearing?”
Naturally, she rolls her eyes, but I tug her back inside the house, anyway. I think she gets the hint when I unzip her jacket and then start in on the buttons of her shirt.
“Hang on. I want my turn to explore,” she says defiantly, like she’s expecting some pushback.
“Define explore, baby.” I pause on the unbuttoning, curious to see what the almost virgin is going to come up with.
She shrugs. “Explore. What other term for it is there? Why don’t you get naked and lie down on the bed? Then when I’m done, you can let me know if you’d call it something different.”
I choke on a laugh and then decide to call her bluff. “Okay. Front up or down?”
Esme blushes slightly. “Down. I don’t want you getting distracted too early.”
Fuck, I’ve created the most delightful monster.
Esme
Dallas is so easy to shock. I mean, he’s not really shocked, he’s more surprised to hear any of this from me. I need him to get over that. He pauses on the way to the bed to add some more wood to the fire. And then he strips, quickly and efficiently, while making my mouth go dry. Still, I want to know his body with care and thoroughness. In a way I can’t when he’s pinning me down. Not that I don’t enjoy that, but…
When Dallas is lying flat on his stomach, his arms folded under his chin, I climb over him and start with the back of his left ear. I trace every inch with my lips and fingers, moving down his neck, back to his other ear and down his spine to his healing scars. I take extra time there, kissing the still pink lines with a little extra love and attention.
By the time I get to his ankles, I understand a lot more about Dallas. I know he’s determined to be patient with me despite his increasingly gruff growls and that there’s not an inch of fat on him. I’m tempted to go find a quarter just to find out if it really would bounce on his ass. Next time.
I slide to the side. “You can turn over now,” I tell him cheerfully.
“Not so sure about that, Esmerelda. Think my cock may have gone through the mattress.”
I giggle as he slowly rolls over. His cock is definitely stiff enough to poke through something. It’s glistening with precum and I debate how much more exploring I want to do.
Of course I could multitask… I grin at the thought and then decide, why not?
Dallas watches me, his eyes widening as I straddle him again and hold his cock steady as I slowly sink down.
“Esme, are you sure you’re ready to…” I reach out my hand to touch his lips.
“I’m sure. I’m not going to do anything here, really. More exploring than anything. I’ll let you know when I’m ready for you to take over.” I smile sweetly as his head thunks back on the pillow in dismay. I experiment with clamping my inner muscles while also tracing the toned definition of his chest with my hands.
It doesn’t take long, though, before I need more than to simply feel him in me, as nice is that is. “Dallas?”
“Hm?” His eyes are closed and I think his teeth might be gritted too.
“You can take over now, if you’d like?” I ask somewhat hesitantly, but before I can get the next word out, I’m flat on my back, Dallas looming over me with a slightly feral glint in his eye.
He doesn’t utter a word, just strokes into me with long, full, ever quicker jerks that have me spasming and unable to utter words in no time. I hold him close when he collapses down on me, his breathing heavy. “I have a confession to make,” I tell him, my hands stroking down his back.
