Chapter Twenty Five: Part B
Cooper Price
As I watched Poppy leave the kitchen, followed by Nolan, I caught a glimpse of Frank, one of the farmhands, walking across the yard toward the stable. It occurred to me I should ask him to keep an eye on the ranch while we were gone.
I slipped outside and was greeted by a dog who bounded over to me with enthusiasm.
“Come on then, Lucky.” I bent down to stroke her soft fur affectionately. “What are you doing?”
My guess was she’d just been playing with Griff; they were working dogs but still young and enjoyed some boisterous playtimes.
Griff and Lucky were close in age and good chums with each other, but Griff just sat down on the spot some distance away and watched his doggie friend. He was Nolan’s dog, and Lucky was mine, but we humans didn’t get a say in the matter. Those dogs chose each of us when they came to the ranch as pups.
Nolan and I knew each other forever, and we were close friends, but ultimately, he was only an employed worker at the ranch. Nevertheless, we sometimes joked about the fact that he could never leave, as we’d have to fight an ugly, brutal, and heartbreaking custody battle over the dogs.
As I tickled Lucky’s neck, it hit me that if we two dudes truly won Poppy’s heart and mind, then things would have to change. Nolan would never leave to work elsewhere, but him being an employee wouldn’t sit right either. I’d have to talk to him about what changes we could make to put him on more of a secure and permanent footing. That would involve conversations with Vic too, but it was something we could put off for a long while yet.
I could give Poppy security by marrying her if she’d want that. I’d love to marry her if he’d have me. And married or not, we’d have to plan stability for the sake of the babies. I definitely wanted children, and I knew Nolan did too.
My mind was racing way too far ahead of where the relationship was actually at.
“Hey, Frank,” I called over without standing or moving away from Lucky; she was my baby for now.
The farmhand turned, took a moment, and then placed over in my direction. “Cooper?”
“Nolan and I are driving into town to help prepare for more weather, y’know. Can you make sure the dogs are fed and watered if we aren’t back early? I’ve no idea how long they’ll want our help in town.”
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The sounds of the shower water spray and erotic moans were loud in the hallways as I approached, partly because the door to the room had been left open. They expected me to join them, and I’d already kicked off my footwear and shirt by the time I reached the bathroom.
“What the…” I didn’t mean to interrupt but couldn’t help myself when I spied Nolan on his knees, eating Poppy out in the shower.
He’d already taken her completely apart. She leaned against the tiled wall, looking dazed and almost ready to collapse.
Without taking the time to lose my pants, I stepped in to hold her upright in my arms while she vocalized through multiple orgasms and her warm, wet body pressed against me.
In reaction to the most erotic experience that I’d never imagined, my trapped dick grew painfully hard. And without thinking about it, I planted kisses along the side of her face.
The noise and writhing reached a crescendo followed by a conclusion, and her body began to lean heavily against me.
Nolan carefully stood up.
“I need to get out of these wet jeans.” I needed other things too but didn’t need to state the obvious; I was sure she felt my hard bulge.
Poppy turned her head, and our eyes locked together. Her lids looked heavy, and her eyes were almost entirely enlarged black pupils.
“Can we fuck?” she murmured breathlessly.
“Haven’t you had enough?” I marveled at her choice of words. Our Poppy didn’t swear. My dick twitched with its own thoughts: Fuck? Hell, yeah!
“Let’s try the bedroom where there’s more space,” Nolan helpfully suggested.
He stepped out of the shower first and had a large towel ready to wrap up Poppy when she followed. I didn’t let go of her, though, just in case she slipped or collapsed after the way she’d already been drained of energy.
While I peeled off my wet pants and toweled myself dry in my bedroom, Nolan and Poppy got comfortable on top of the bed, both still wrapped in damp towels.
She appeared to be buzzing with energy and enthusiasm as if she’d had an instant and miraculous recovery.
I saw how Nolan and Poppy gazed at each other. They exchanged warm looks with fond affection etched into their features. Nevertheless, I didn’t feel irritated, jealous, or betrayed.
Of course, how Nolan felt about Poppy was exactly the same way I did, and he didn’t have to explain that to me. We were both devastated when we lost all contact with her years ago due to our foolish actions.
The real revelation was the way her face reflected her true feelings about him. It wasn’t just the way she smiled, but the way her eyes laughed and her cheeks glowed. There was something almost imperceptible, but I saw it. She really cared about Nolan, and when she turned to look at me, the same look remained.
“Can I ask you guys something?” she said as she threaded her fingers with Nolan.
“Sure,” he and I both said at the same time.
I wrapped up my wet jeans in my damp towel, dumped them together on the floor, and strode over to the bed. I sat down beside her, placed my hand on the side of her head, and moved closer to kiss her. Resisting the urge to do more, I stuck to a brief and gentle kiss with closed lips because of the unfinished conversation.
When I pulled back, I whispered, “You can ask us anything.”
She looked away from me as if she’d spotted something interesting on the wall and then down at her towel while her cheeks reddened a little.
Oh, this might be interesting.
She glanced at Nolan and then returned her attention to her towel. “You both want to fuck me, right?”
Of course!
I was naked with a raging hard-on, and I was pretty sure Nolan was in the same predicament. I didn’t think he’d come yet either, although I hadn’t watched him too closely. There could only be one answer. That couldn’t be the question, so neither Nolan nor I said anything. I put my arm around her shoulder and buried my face in her hair.
“Would you like to, well, do anything else?”
Nolan was still holding one of her hands, but she used her free hand to pick at a loose thread on the towel. I moved my hand over her free hand, plucked it away from the towel, and placed her hand on my dick.
Nolan chuckled. “You got your answer. He’s up for anything. We both are. Whatever you can think of, we’ll be there.”
With a little more confidence, she looked me in the eye again. “Good, I’m up for anything as well. Just so you know.” And with that, she squeezed my dick.
I had a feeling there might’ve been something more on her mind, but she wasn’t ready to tell us, so I moved in to give her the kiss that I really wanted to give.
Our mouths pressed together, and her lips opened to welcome my tongue.
And I pushed her towel out of the way to cup a breast in my hand and stroke her pebbled nipple with my palm.
While I lost myself in the kiss, I was only vaguely aware of Nolan also kissing her shoulder and caressing her other tit.
It should have felt strange having another man with me doing this, but it didn’t seem odd when Poppy filled this sandwich.
I only wanted to make her happy, and what better way to do that than having him there too.
My hand slipped down over her soft stomach and the tuft of hair-down-there before I pushed her legs apart to reach her warmer private place.
Warm: she was on fire, swollen, and slippery wet.
She felt so good on my fingers, but I wanted to see and kiss that place.
“Do you want to lie down?” I asked as I rubbed around her clit with my thumb.
“No. If you really want to know, I want you to lie down.”
I recovered from the surprising answer quickly and did as she asked. “I love a woman with an opinion. I’m not even gonna ask what you want to do to me.”
“You’ll find out. Nolan, do you want to grab us a couple of condoms?”
He gave her no backchat but jumped instantly to do her bidding. At least, I guessed that was what he was doing.
If she was going to be bossy in the bedroom and this was how she wanted to play, there’d be no complaints, and I considered us all very lucky.
As her mouth engulfed my erection and took me to heaven, I screwed my eyes tightly shut and focused on the tactile sensations. For several glorious minutes, she worked up and down my cock, adding layer upon layer of pleasure.
After too short a time, she stopped.
I had to open my eyes and look down just to confirm what my other senses were telling me. Sure enough, Poppy was rolling a condom over my dick. And I was gonna have to concentrate real hard if this was to last a respectable amount of time.
But I couldn’t tear my gaze from the sight of her delicious pussy as she rose up and squatted over me. She paused there in that position momentarily. Her fingers almost obscured that wonderful view as she lowered down onto me.
Even as her body took me completely, there was something else equally awe-inspiring to look at.
Her.
The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.
Without any make-up, with tangled wet hair, and with a sheen of perspiration, she still captured my heart. I loved her appearance and so much more than that.
I raised my hands to her bouncing breasts and held them tightly while we both enjoyed the ride.
My fears about coming too soon disappeared because we were completely in tune, and she set the pace.
We connected in a way that felt not just sexual but something else. Something that really mattered. Something spiritual. My emotions and physical sensations became entwined as we soared to a new ecstatic high.
Besides her and me, right then, no one else existed in the entire universe.
When we came, we came together, thrusting, writhing, and calling out while heat and light and noise overwhelmed my senses. It was unlike anything I’d experienced before and just proved we were meant to be together.
Soon Poppy collapsed on top of me. “Just let me catch my breath.”
She didn’t need to ask for a time-out. I’d never want to take more from her than she was able to give. And neither would Nolan.
Strangely, I’d forgotten Nolan was with us. But actually, it didn’t seem strange. It seemed perfectly okay to share such an intimate experience with her while he was present. We had a lot to learn about how our relationship would work, but I was confident the signs were good; we’d work it out.
“Do you want to do it from behind now?” Poppy was still lying on top of me but looking over her shoulder at Nolan.
“I um. I couldn’t…”
She rolled off me only to snuggle up beside me, and we both looked at Nolan.
From the way he held the towel against himself, it was apparent I wasn’t the only one who worried about premature over-excitement around Poppy.
“I was with you both all the way just then.” He didn’t need to explain any further.
We had to talk, the three of us, about the little details to make things work. But it was obvious the three of us were meant to be together.
