“I’m okay,” I whisper. “Just so happy. Happy to be here. With you. I love you so much, Vance.”
He wraps his big, muscular arms around me. “Oh, baby, I got you. I won’t let go.”
And the thing is — the crazy, incredible thing is — I know he won’t. He says I am his, and I believe him with every fiber in my body. Vance is a good man. An honest man. A police officer with a desire to make the world a better, safer place.
And that is just what he has done for me. His arms are a soft place to land.
“Just relax,” he tells me as he begins to inch his thickness inside me. I close my eyes, my shoulders falling, my head on the pillow.
My legs are spread and my hear is wide open and he takes me, softly. Slow and sweet. He fills me up in a way I never imagined — entirely. And all those broken parts of my heart begin to heal in just one day, one night. In this moment.
I give him my virginity but he knows how to care for it. How to care for me. The rest of the world might see me as a girl who doesn’t need any help… but Vance knows. He knows me. He knows I’ve been carrying too much weight on my shoulders for far too long.
“You feel so good, baby,” he says, kissing my ear, my throat.
I wrap my arms around his neck, clinging to him. This man who will be my husband. “I want all of you,” I moan as his cock moves deeper inside me. It feels so good, the way he fills me up. My pussy is dripping, juicy and so pleased. The pleasure of his body presses inside me and makes me feel warm and safe… and totally turned on.
“You have it, all of it. All of me.”
He bought me a diner, gave me a ring, brought me to his house and said it was my home. He is my Prince Charming, my knight in shining armor, and with his thick cock buried deep inside of me, I know he is my beast too.
When I come, it is hard, my cries loud, his eyes on me. My body lets go like it never has before. I give myself over to him, to our love. It’s more beautiful than I dreamed.
We make love for hours, our bodies sweaty, slick, and so damn happy.
But also, starving.
“What should we eat for dinner?” he asks, handing me a fluffy bathrobe that smells just like him. Like cedar and pine. I breathe it in, a smile on my face that isn’t going anywhere.
I grin, stepping closer to my fiancé. He picks me up off the ground and I laugh. “I was thinking bacon and omelettes. And don’t worry, our hearts won’t crack — only the eggs will.”
Epilogue 1
Vance
One year later…
The workout at the gym with the guys leaves me exhausted — and I know just the right pick-me-up. I can hardly contain my smile. Being a married man feels so damn good, especially since my curvy wife is the sexiest thing in the world.
“Where are you off to in a hurry?” Grady asks. He has a ring on his finger too, and to be honest, his love story was even more insane than mine. Though as it turns out, it had been building up for a long time.
“Gotta go see my girl.”
He chuckles, understanding the sentiment. “See ya at O’Malley’s later?”
“You know it.” Kaden has roped all of us guys into joining him each week for Tacos and Trivia. Even some of the men who recently joined the gym, like Beckett and Major, come out.
I walk down the street in a great ass mood. When I see the diner, I pick up the pace. Nothing puts me in a better mood than seeing my girl.
When I enter the diner, the savory scent of bacon wafts out the door. “You should keep this thing propped open — you’ll attract more customers,” I tell Val as she walks toward me.
She laughs. “I’m already in over my head with business. Not sure I can handle much more.”
I look my wife over, her apron cinched high on her waist, her baby bump looking adorable. “You working too hard?”
She sighs, lifting a pot of coffee in one hand and waving around the busy diner with the other. “Maybe. But I’ll be taking time off anyway now.”