first, welcome back. second, I hope you don’t mind the warm welcome of me leaving some spicy requests for our good ol’ cowboy.
but god could you imagine him during the summer— you both escape to a lake and end up taking a dip, meanwhile Rhett has got his lips pressing against your already sweltering skin, tracing the water trailing down your skin.
or imagine how rough the denim of his vintage Levi’s would feel between your sensitive thighs? especially why his got his thick thigh slotted between yours in the middle of a crowded dance floor… anyways toodles! — 🤠
I am…unwell 🤠 anon.
Because, lord, the picture you're painting is just fantastic.
A warm, lazy day at the lake sounds amazing. Just imagine….
You go to the lake after a long day of hard work on the farm when you're both sweaty and tired. It's located somewhere on the Abbott property so you're guaranteed privacy. You strip off your clothes and go skinny dipping. It's not sexual at first, you're both just enjoying the cool lake but then Rhett pulls you close. Under the shade of a willow at the water's edge, dappled sunlight highlights his sun-kissed skin and the freckles on his shoulder and forearms.
You trade slow kisses and lingering touches, just enjoying the feel of each other's bodies until you're both so worked up that you find yourselves in the back of Rhett's pickup, savoring the sun on your skin while you make love.
