I tuck Salem in before I head back into the bathroom. I hate to wash her scent off of me but I’m dirty from working the farm all day and I desperately need a shower. I take one last lick of my lips, trying to get the last of her taste from them before I strip off my clothes and turn the water on.
I crank the hot water and quickly step under the spray. I soap and rinse off quickly, tugging on some new boxers before I brush my teeth and step back into my bedroom. My house is a simple farmhouse, like most houses in this area. It’s settled on the south side of my 200 acre farm. The house is a white one story with a black roof and black trim with a wrap around porch.
There’s another house a couple of yards away that my men bunk down in. The bunkhouse is set up in much the same way as my home is with a kitchen and bathroom. There are more rooms in the bunkhouse with bunk beds built into each one. All of my single workers live in the bunkhouse and the married ones live nearby or in town with their families.
Our barns are set up in a half circle past the bunkhouse and past that is just corrals and fenced in fields. My farm is the largest in town, providing milk and meat to most people in this area. The town isn’t very big and I employ most of the people around here, or I have in the past. It’s one of those places where everyone around here pretty much knows everyone else.
This house had belonged to my parents but they left it to me a couple of months ago, along with the farm, before they retired and headed south. They left it to me when they realized that I wasn’t going to leave until I had the girl next door with me. I had put off parties and after school activities in high school because they would have interfered with our nightly walks. Then I had put off college because that would have brought me even further from her.
She keeps talking about her leaving but I can’t let that happen. I’ve known since I first saw her that she is meant to be mine. I can’t let her get away or leave me. I can’t even imagine what would happen if her father found her again.
I head back into my bedroom and see Salem still curled up on her side. She’s laying in the center of the bed with her damp hair fanned out across the pillow. I glance at the clock and see that it’s after midnight. I have to be up in less than five hours and I already know that I’m going to be dragging tomorrow. I slip into bed beside Salem, pulling her into my arms and think about how she’s worth a thousand sleepless nights.
I tuck her into me, practically dragging her on top of me so I’ll feel if she tries to slip away without waking me. I wrap my arms around her waist and tug her higher on me so we’re laying chest to chest. Our legs tangle together under the sheets and I love the feeling of her weight on top of me as we sleep. She’s so small compared to me but having her wrapped in myarms makes me feel better. No one will be able to hurt her with me wrapped around her like this. Her head rests on my shoulder and I tuck her head under my chin, following her into sleep.
I wake the next morning with Salem still sprawled out across my chest. I smile to myself as I feel her wiggle on top of me, sighing as she gets comfortable. I never set an alarm, my body is too used to waking up with the sun and as I look over now, I see it’s just before 4:30 am. I need to get up and start my day but I don’t want to disturb or leave Salem. She’s had a long night too and she needs her rest.
I reach over, grabbing my cellphone off the end table and send a quick message to my foreman, Paul, letting him know that I’ll be in late today. He sends back a thumbs up and I toss my cellphone down, wrapping Salem tighter in my arms. I used to imagine laying just like this in my head. We would fall asleep together every night just like this and wake up wrapped in each other’s arms too. I lay there for a couple more hours, thinking that all of those fantasies are about to come true, as the sun starts to creep through the windows, shining over the princess sleeping on my chest.
I had tried to go back to sleep but I had to think of a way to get Salem to agree to stay. I had to find a way to protect her and keep her safe from her father or anyone else who wanted to take her from me. I came up with a pretty simple solution, one that I’m all for, but I’m not sure how Salem will take it.
She finally starts to stir at about 8am and I lay still while she squirms and stretches on top of me. She pushes up and I can barely see her face through all of her hair. I laugh as I reach up and push the long locks out of the way.
“There you are, princess.” I tease.
She smiles brightly down at me and before I know it, her mouth is on mine. Her lips are the same as I remember from our one and only kiss. Her tongue licks against mine and I open under her, letting her slip her tongue into my mouth. She slides her tongue against mine and moans as she feels my beard against her face. Her hands come up and once again slip into my beard. She pulls back, giggling as she runs her hands across it.
“You like my beard, huh?”
“Oh yeah.” She says with a smile.
“I was going to shave it today, I only let it grow out because we were so busy around here.”
“NO! Please don’t Campbell.”
Yeah, like I’m ever getting rid of this thing now. I love the way she can’t seem to keep her hands off it way too much.
“Don’t worry, princess. I’m keeping it. I’ll keep it for as long as you want.”
“Good.” She says before she brings her mouth back to mine.
We lay there in bed kissing for a while and it’s already the best day of my life. She slides her hands into my hair, tugging on the long strands and I bring my hands into her hair too. I wrap the long locks around my fingers, using her hair to tug her head back so I can lick and kiss down her neck. She grinds her hips down into mine as I nip at her collarbone, sucking gently on her sensitive skin.
I bring one hand down to her hip, helping to control her movements as she rocks on top of me. I can feel my erection pulse as it stretches the front of my boxers. She wiggles up and down the length as I continue to explore her neck. She’s naked underneath her dress and I can feel her damp folds as they slip up and down my length.
I grit my teeth, trying not to come in my underwear like a thirteen year old when there’s a knock at the front door. I growl into Salem’s neck as she stills and tenses on top of me.
“Do you think it’s my father again?” She asks with a slight tremor in her voice.
“I’ll take care of it if it is, Princess.”
I drag myself from the bed, slipping on a pair of gym shorts as I will my erection to go down. I shuffle out to the front door and see my foreman, Paul, standing there. I unlock the door, swinging it open.
“What’s up?”
“There’s something wrong with Delilah. I’ve already called the vet but I didn’t know if there was anything I should know about last night or her labor.”
“No, labor went smooth and her and the foal were fine when I left.” I say frowning.