Autumn

 

The wind gently rocked the swinging bed on the second floor porch. It was my favorite place in the entire house next to the master suite on the third floor. And maybe the library. Heck, I love the house in its entirety.

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I’d been lost in the book I’d been reading for the last few days and I didn’t hear Colton approaching. The bed jerked suddenly as he gripped the ropes on one end.

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“Ah!” Turning around swiftly, I almost fell off the bed in my haste. “Colton,” I said, working hard to catch my breath. “You scared the crap out of me.”

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“Sorry,” he said with that same sexy smirk that had knocked me on my ass ten years ago. Even in his mid-forties, Colton’s looks still woke up those darn butterflies in my stomach.

He had the same effect on the country as well. Colton was still a major figure in the hockey world, but the shows he filmed for the National Food Channel were some of their most popular. I was proud of him.

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Colton also made sure to lend a hand whenever The Easterly Barn needed it. For the most part, our employees manned most of the events. With Colton’s famous face, our venue was never lacking in business, which helped the town flourish.

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“What ya doing out here all by yourself?” he asked as he held up my legs so he could settle on the oversized bench and then placed those same legs on his lap.

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“Just relaxing. Waiting for the sunset and reading this book,” I said, jiggling the open hardback in my hands.

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“That sounds nice. Maybe I’ll join you for a while.” Colton rested back against the pile of pillows and dragged my body with him. I didn’t think the late afternoon could get any better, but being in Colton’s arms and against his taut body surpassed my expectations.

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“Did I ever tell you that when I was younger, I dreamed of moments just like this? Living in this house, rocking on this very porch, and watching the sunset over the mountains?”

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“No, but I’m glad it’s no longer a dream for you. Mine was always to find a place to lay some roots and call home.”

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“And Ashfield fulfilled that for you?” I asked, tilting my head to look up at him. “Not Ashfield. You. Wherever you are is home, Autumn. Even as we approach nine years together, you still take my breath away.”

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“Charmer.” I giggled.

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Colton’s fingers trailer small circles across my upper arms and it was slowly lulling me to sleep. A yawn escaped just as bright oranges filled the sky.

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“Can’t fall asleep on me yet.”

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Snuggling against my husband, I questioned, “Why not? I had a busy day with that luncheon.”

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“Hmm. What if I told you that your parents are keeping the kids tonight?” That indeed perked me up.

Once Colton and I exchanged vows, we didn’t wait too long to start our family. It took a couple years for our first, but then the other three came back to back to back. Irish quads are what some of the townspeople refer to them as. Our son, Brayden, was the oldest, followed by our daughters, Bailey and Birdie, and our youngest son, Bennett. Ranging in age from six to three, they exhausted Colton and me the majority of the time, but my parents and siblings helped as much as possible.

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“When was that decided?” I wiggled against him, my body immediately awakening at the thought of some alone time with Colton.

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“When your mom pleaded that she keep them for the weekend after they helped her in the garden today. Said it was a treat for all of them.”

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“Wow. So, what should we do with all of this free time?”

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“Well, I thought we could go grab some pizza at Angelo’s, maybe see a movie after, but first,” he began as he smoothly adjusted us on the bed. “First, I thought maybe we could live out one of those fantasies you’ve told me about. Something about fucking me on this porch.”

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I ran a finger down from his chest to the top of his jeans. “What fantasy is that again? I need you to remind me.”

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Unlatching the button and sliding down his zipper, I listened as Colton whispered in my ear. “The one where you wanted me to fuck you while you were on all fours while you watched the sun set beyond the mountains.”

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Slipping his cock free, I wrapped my hand around the base and slowly slid my palm all the way up his impressive length. “Aren’t you afraid of someone seeing?” I asked as his breath hitched when I stroked my thumb along the sensitive opening.

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“Right now, baby, I would fuck you in the middle of Town Square.”

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“Well, what’s holding you back?” I provoked as I released his erection, reached for the hem of my shirt, and yanked it over my head.

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“Fuck, Autumn. Take off those pants and stick that ass up,” he commanded as he jumped free from the bed. The man was quick on the ice, but I’d never seen him move as fast as when he wanted to make love to me.

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The wind from earlier whipped around my exposed skin as I maneuvered my body on the swinging bed, leaving goosebumps on my skin.

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With practiced ease, Colton ran his fingers up and down my slit. I was already soaked just from his proposition, but when he touched me, I felt my body ignite. Pushing back against his hand, I silently begged him for more.

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“What do you want, princess?”

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“You to fill me with your cock.”

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“You don’t want my mouth first?” he asked as he swirled his fingers around my clit. Shivers racked my body.

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“Later. First, I want to feel all of you,” I pleaded as I reached between my legs and covered his hands with my own, working at my own clit.

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“As you wish,” he said, quoting one of my favorite lines from The Princess Bride.

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His dick still felt like it stretched me as he guided himself inside my sex. Years later, it still felt like it was the first time with Colton and I was exploring a side of myself I didn’t know that I had.

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We’d bought that metal camper from Lance the day construction finished on the house. Not only was it a little gross to think about having sex in a travel trailer that had belonged to someone else, but it was sentimental.

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Closing my eyes, I felt my climax approaching as Colton’s fingers tightened their grip on my hips.

I screamed out his name, the sound mixing in with the bird calls off in the distance, and Colton’s voice quickly joined.

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Before I could adjust my body, Colton’s cock slid out of me and I felt my body lifted into his large arms.

“Come on, princess. Let me draw you a bath.”

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I laid my head on his shoulder and ignored that I’d probably lost the page in the book I’d been reading. I was more than content for my husband to carry me back into the house.

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He climbed the stairs to the third floor and settled me on the bed. I unabashedly admired his backside as he strutted over to the master bath, then bent over to turn on the faucets for the clawfoot tub. It was a special order on my part to make sure we could both fit in the bath.

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“Up you go,” he said as he lifted me again.

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Sleepily I added, “I can walk, you know.”

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Setting me in the tub, Colton replied, “I know. I just like to have you in my arms.”

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Cue the swooning.

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Colton moved behind me in the bath until we were both relaxed. He cupped the water in his hands and then gently poured them over my breasts.

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“I could do this forever,” I murmured lazily.

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Gentle lips pressed against the side of my neck and I sighed. “That’s the plan, sweetheart.”

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“Yeah. That was the plan all along.”

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