Chapter 244 - Fantasy fulfilled - meters
Roland
I lifted her and placed her on my lap, facing me. I needed to prepare her to take my cock, but our intimate parts were already touching, skin against skin, and the more I thought about what we were doing, the harder I got. We started kissing, with one hand I kept the reins of the horse to keep it still, and with the other, I began to unbutton the front of her dress.
Her delicious breasts were an appetizer. I ran my tongue over her nipple, drawing a moan from her. I bit, licked, and kissed those delightful melons until I got tired. When my hand tangled in her hair, her eyes told me she was completely aroused.
"Beautiful, get on and ride me."
I loved my woman's adventurous spirit, she never hesitated with any position. We always found ways to do it differently, but if I'm honest, in our bed, it was delicious because I could hold her in my arms for a long time. Maybe I couldn't take her to see the beautiful places on the planet, but she never complained.
In fact, she enjoyed what I could offer. My woman began to take in my member until it was fully enveloped by that incredible warmth of her belly. Slowly she started to move, and Amón, the horse, moved too. I controlled one while the other's movements were driving me crazy.
I helped her with her hips; my wife's slow and forceful movements were sending me to another dimension. Hundreds of women had passed, but doing it with Verónica was, is, and always will be different. Love made that magic; that was the important factor that made the body, even if it changed a bit, still desirable.
Verónica had so many scars from my past, and that made me love her even more. I kissed her hands where she had the marks from that madness she committed, kissed her forehead at the start of her hair, and my woman kept moving. I kissed the lower part of her breast, where she carried the scar from my final metamorphosis. The consequence of that was my pact with the Lord.
"I'm about to come, my Love." My finger began to caress her ass, seeing her shiver was a great sign. "I love talking to you, my friend, I desire you daily, my girlfriend." I saw her laugh, and her skin bristled; she was about to come. "I love how you fuck, woman, I love you, my wife." Our eyes met.
"You have me completely hooked; you are the best lover I have by my side." I leaned into her ear. "It's a privilege to sleep daily with an excellent slut." I told her in her ear while I slid my finger into that delightful hole that was also mine. "You are all mine, my Verónica Vásquez." She shivered as I came inside her, amidst gasps and subtle moans.
"De Sandoval," she said once she collapsed on me. I kissed her shoulder, her neck. "Another situation that must be repeated; it was incredibly exciting. I will never get tired of your craziness."
"Do you want to bathe in the stream?"
"Let's go to the cabin, we have," she looked at her watch, "two hours."
"You are definitely going to finish me off; you really like to leave my cock dripping."
"Let's go before you end up ruining this incredible madness with your dirty mouth."
"You love my mouth, Beautiful, and everything I do with it."
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Verónica
We returned to the ranch after doing it in the bed, in the bathroom, and in the living room. I came back home satisfied. After showering, I put on jeans and a blouse. Roland jumped off the horse and helped me down. When we entered the house, all my kids were crying. Both my husband and I ran to see what was happening, and my heart broke seeing them cry with such emotion.
It was true; we took an extra hour pampering ourselves. I looked at Roland. Inés couldn't calm Victoria, so my husband picked her up and then went for Enrique. I took Mireya, Liam, and carried Dante. As soon as they felt us, they started to calm down.
"There, there, mommy is here."
"What's wrong, princess? Why are you crying like that, my little intruder?"
My husband sat in a rocking chair. They were getting bigger and heavier, holding them was exhausting. He in one rocker, and I in another.
"Have they eaten, Mrs.?"
"Relax, Mireya, we know they are picky. They create their own symphony." Roland reassured her. Inés sat next to me.
"Dear, I need to talk to you."
"Sure, tell me, what do you need?"
"Permission to organize the New Year's Eve party..."
"You don't need to ask permission for something like that, Inés! This is your home; you are the woman who raised my husband. Don't offend me by saying you don't feel part of the family."
"Don't take it the wrong way, Vero. I have seven homes that are like mine, but it's a habit."
"Don't let it happen again. We have a month to organize the necessary festivities."
"Are you going to put the reindeer in our bed again and the towels will be Christmas-themed?" Roland asked.
"Completely."
I smiled. This time, the celebrations would be at my ranch and they would become a tradition. Just like my mother-in-law and my father had decreed Sundays as their own, I would decree the family gathering in December.
"Well, I'll get to work finding a big Christmas tree." He stood up and left, smiling.
"Honey, I love what we just did, but let's not go over the time again." Our kids had fallen asleep.
"I'm fine with quick getaways with my lover."
The following week, between Inés and me, we already had the Christmas gifts bought, not just for the immediate family, but also for the staff of the four ranches; Cereza’s was still under construction. My ranch would resemble Santa's workshop; it wouldn’t be to Roland's liking.
I bought the same shirts for the Sandoval family men and a dress for my princess that matched mine. The shirts for my kids were adorable! Let's see what they say, for now, I won't tell my husband anything. Tomorrow I'll start decorating the house, I'll take advantage of the fact that they're going to check out some cattle for Daniel's ranch.
He also arranged to work three days in Colombia and the rest in Blanco. Clari didn't want to return to our homeland for now, she was worried about her kids and I understood, I would do the same. The other night, Roland told me that Gustavo, Arnold, and Aníbal were going to buy neighboring lands.
And all because they wanted to stay close to the person who was paying for their sins. I admire that brotherhood so much, it was amazing to see them work, they were synchronized, each in their field and fully confident in watching each other's backs. Over time, the businesses would be supervised from a distance.
I said goodbye to Roland who left after helping me bathe the babies. As he walked out the door, I got to work with all the girls to decorate the house and the ranch in Christmas mode. It would be tedious: curtains, comforters, sheets, towels, dishes, ornaments... lights.
Once again, I left the house as I liked it during these dates. After my wedding, I did nothing for the first Christmas; Roland's absence back then didn't allow me to. The threats continued, the house was burned, my delicate pregnancy, and so on... But now everything was perfect. In the afternoon, I sent an email to everyone in the family chat and invited them to spend the week at the house.
Christmas and New Year’s would be here, and I decreed that from now on, Christmas would always be celebrated. I was very tired from arranging a huge ranch with ten rooms and four kids who could now sit by themselves and eat a lot. It wasn't easy, and Carmela brought me a glass of lemonade.
"You've earned your place in heaven, Carmela."
"You're welcome, little boss."
"There you go again with the 'little boss' thing."
"It's respect and affection." She was looking around.
"What's wrong?"
"How can one believe in Christmas again when your eldest son died during these dates?" Her eyes filled with tears. "My kids love it, but I don't let them enjoy the holidays."
"You're doing it wrong, Christmas isn't to blame for your son's death. I didn't know you had another son."
"My eldest son."
"Face the date as it should be, buy everything you want to put in your house."
A year ago, they bought the house where they lived from us, they were paying in installments, but it was theirs.
"There is no better cure for overcoming pain, a phobia, and fear than facing it. So buy and set up a Santa's workshop in your house. If your son loved Christmas, you should honor him by celebrating his favorite holidays. That's what I do to keep my mother's memory alive."
"Thank you, ma'am," she said with tears in her eyes, and I hugged her tightly.
Gladys and Shirly finally decided to celebrate their wedding together to have the boss at their party, as he could request special permission. They rebelled against their wives, and the only condition Gustavo and Aníbal set was that it had to be in Montería for Mrs. Josefina, whom everyone respected, and so the boss could attend. Luisa was managing the matter with Any.
In February, the two weddings would be in Montería. I put the kids in the stroller to wait for their father in the living room, wanting to see his reaction to the changes. He already believed in and accepted God, but he had no idea how he would react to the end-of-year festivities. When he arrived, he did so in silence; the lighting of the facade was the prelude to the interior of the house. When he saw me, I stood between the strollers, and he just shook his head.
"With the email you sent and the subtle Christmas lighting on the facade, I deduce this will be all about that."
"Aren't you mad?"