“We’ve waited long enough,” he groans, locking eyes with me as inch by inch his cock disappears inside of my wet pussy. It doesn’t take long before I wince and he pauses, “Been a while.”
“Been never.”
“What?”
“With someone your size.”
He chuckles, “Oh. Let’s take this slower then.”
My walls are tense and I confess a growing fear, “I don’t know if I’m going to be able to take it all, Wyatt. I mean it.”
He closes his eyes as he throbs just inside me, about three inches deep. “You will.”
“How do you know?”
Because of experience?
Because of other women?
“Because you were made for me,” he groans, pulling out a half-inch and rocking slightly. His bicep stretches as he reaches for my head, and guides me down for a kiss. “Let me help you get your mind off of it. Your body will follow.”
Wyatt slowly rocks his hips as our tongues touch. He opens his mouth more, takes hold of mine, claiming me and molding us in the most sensuous way. I barely notice as he rocks an inch deeper. And another inch just makes me moan. Never does he stop kissing me as my body learns to open wider for him, the tunnel yielding to his girth, sides aching with pleasure more than tinged by pain. Wyatt groans into my mouth, and I sigh, softening further. Letting him lead the way is easy since I trust him so much. I gasp as I’m completely filled, breaking free of his kiss to stare at him.
His smirk tugs one side of his raw mouth up. “That’s my Diana. You can take more than you think.”
“Can’t we all?”
He chuckles, but the smile evaporates as we begin to move. Wyatt is in charge even though I’m on top, my hips guided by his strength as he lifts me up and down on his slippery cock. My blood is pounding inside my pussy, warmth drifting into the soft flesh of my inner thighs. I moan, bending and kissing him between hot moments where I relish how good it feels to fuck.
Finally.
Wyatt winces, “Dammit, you’re so tight.”
“Having trouble holding it?” I tease him, biting his lower lip and releasing it with a snap.
“You’re not the only one who hated waiting. Seriously, baby, you’re so wet, it’s driving me crazy. And your pussy…your greedy, tight little pussy is clamped around my shaft like you’re already cumming.”
“I’m almost there,” I whisper, “That’s why. I’m so close to cumming, Wyatt. Take me there. What are you waiting for.”
“Don’t tempt me.” He tries to continue but stops abruptly. “I don’t know if I can hold this back. Fuck!”
The sight of him this turned on — for me, by me — pushes my pussy over the edge. Warmth spreads everywhere in my body, the summer heat making it more intense. My walls tighten around him as I cry out with pleasure.
Wyatt loses himself in the feeling, and starts thrusting uncontrollably with strong, sure pumps.
We’re panting.
On fire.
Perfect.
He starts to pull out.
I stop him. “It’s safe.”
He locks eyes with me, grabs the back of my head and kisses me hard as his hips go to work, circling and thrusting, cock growing thicker.
But he was right.
I am made for him.
He bursts inside of my throbbing pussy, and roars the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. I moan with every dive he takes.
Shuddering I drop onto his chest while we both gasp for air.
“I love you, Diana.”
Shooting up, I lock eyes with him. My reaction makes him smile, and his calloused fingers float up to push sweat-matted hair back from my forehead.
I’m stunned speechless at first because I’ve known I’m in love with him for weeks. No, months. And I’ve never said a word about it. Or even given it away.
Part of me thought I would love him and not have it reciprocated.
Until now.
“I love you, too, Wyatt.”
“I know.”
I smack his chest. “You’re so fucking cocky!”
“So I’ve been told. You finally going to tell me what was in Grams’s letter?”
A laugh breaks free as I ask, “You’re still thinking about that?”
He rocks a little, glancing to where our bodies are connected. “I know what’s in it.”
Staring at him, I freeze. “You do?”
“Yes.”
There’s no way he could have snuck a peek at my place. I hid her folded envelope at the bottom of a box of winter clothes he’d never have access to. The idea of him searching there is ridiculous for so many reasons I don’t have time for right now.
“How? I don’t even know what’s in it!”
Wyatt’s hands slide to hold onto my hips. “You didn’t read it?”
“No!” I relax, realizing I’m being played. “Oh, I get it. You tried to trick me into telling you. If I thought you already knew, then we’d discuss it and you’d find out! You’re such a cop. Don’t use your interrogation tactics on me. Why are you looking at me like that?”
His face is relaxed, and amused. “Because I really do know what’s in the letter, Diana.”
“How?!”
“Grandpa told me.”
I blink in surprise. “That possibility never occurred to me.”
“I can see that,” he smirks.
My heart tightens as I remember what might have been in it. “What did it say?”
Wyatt takes a deep breath, thumbs caressing my hips through my skirt. “Grams took back what she said about me. She gave us her approval.”
Tears jump to my eyes. “She did?”
“She was one of the people who warned you, but you never told me that.”
“I couldn’t!”
“I know,” he whispers, his eyes turning red. “I’m glad you didn’t. I’m also glad Grandpa Michael told me. Makes me feel good that I uh…” He stops, unable to talk.
Falling into a kiss, I tell him without speaking how much I love him, how sorry I am that he’s hurt by people warning me against him. I know without him saying it that he felt they were right, that he deserved it.
He probably did.
We separate, and I sit up on him, searching his face to see what’s going on inside his mind. Wyatt clears his throat, not meeting my eyes for a second. They lock with mine and he asks, “Why didn’t you read it?”
“I decided it didn’t matter what it said. I knew I loved you, no matter what anybody said. Even May.”
Emotions twist his face. He bites his lip and nods, as he grabs the door handle and opens it, motioning for me to step out.
I lift up, smooth my skirt and try unsuccessfully to exit the patrol car gracefully.
Wyatt rises up, plants his boots and joins me on the shady dirt road, clearing his throat again, raking back his hair, zipper open, cock out and growing full. He unlatches his cuffs. “Hands on the hood.”
“What?”
“I said put your hands on the hood, Beautiful.”
My body wakes up with a start, and I slap the hood with both palms. The midnight blue metal is warm. Not from the engine but from the summer heat. Around us, the air is heavy with humidity. Wet from it.
And it’s not the only one.
Wyatt grabs my wrists one at a time, pulling them behind my back to cuff me. They click into place, making me his prisoner. He bends me forward and lifts up my skirt, giving my bare ass a sharp spank. The sting turns me on and I close my eyes.
I feel the bulbous tip of his huge cock slide between my legs, slipping around my pussy-hole, deeper into my folds to stroke my aroused clit a few tormenting times.
I moan, glancing around us, worried someone might come.
Before me.
“You have the right to remain silent, Diana,” he begins as two inches disappear in me. “You have the right to an attorney.”
“I don’t want a fucking lawyer. I want to represent myself.”
Two mo
re inches dive in. “Where were you last night?”
“I was wondering why we weren’t doing this sooner, Officer Cocker.”
He groans, pushing deeper. “Were you touching yourself when you thought of me?”
“Am I under oath? Because if I am, I’ve touched myself every night since we met.”
And that’s it. Wyatt fills me from behind, spreading my asscheeks before he starts to fuck me without reservation. I’m still sopping wet from us both cumming before. It’s even dripping down my thighs. He bends over, spooning my backside, tugging my earlobe with his teeth. I turn my head enough that I can meet his and our tongues lash as he fucks me hard. The air we’re panting smells of jasmine and burning pine needles, and our future.
Some day I will look back on this day and many others and be glad I trusted my own instincts and learned to trust the man who earned it.
EPILOGUE
A YEAR LATER
WYATT
P uffing on a cigar in Grandpa’s side yard, I ask him, my dad, my male cousins and uncles, and my brothers, “Why is this so satisfying?”
Caden smirks, “Men among men.”
Grandpa jogs his cigar with an affirming nod, then glances up to a window on the side of the house. He pauses, eyes flickering with sadness before he returns to tell me, “Time keeps passing. If you don’t stop and appreciate it, you’ll wonder where it went.”
Dad agrees, “Moves too fast and also too slow. Feels like forever ago that we sold the restaurants. Now we’re thinking of buying a bar an old friend offered us — Cathy.”
We all react, except for Grandpa who mutters, “I always thought you retired too early.”
Uncle Jake puffs his cigar and offers, “That’s why Drew and I still run our construction company. What are we going to do with all that free time? How much traveling can you do?”
Uncle Jaxson smirks, “Rachel talks me into flying to different countries sometimes — she’s still writing for travel websites — but even she would tell you that our retreat keeps us happier than finding one somewhere else.”
Grandpa nods, “Home is where the heart finds roots,” and takes a deliberate puff before music turns our heads.
We walk out from our hiding place, one Cocker man after the other, all of us dressed in our best.
This is the only time I’ve ever wore a tuxedo. I skipped the bow tie, or any tie at all.
Soon the last empty chairs are filled and Nathan, Nicholas, Washington and I are standing by my cousin, Max, who got ordained for days like this.
Lita walks up the aisle first, her wedding ring glittering like a shield against my older brother and their past.
Jon is next, dressed in a tailored suit, and he takes his place next to Diana’s ex-roommate and best friend.
Zoe is last, walking on rose petals she herself spread before the wedding began. She grins at me and stands by Jon.
The music shifts, and everyone rises.
My heart starts to pound hard as I face the aisle, gaze skimming our families and friends who wait with me for my future wife.
Deputy Jody Eudy throws me a smile as his wife, Christy, stays focused on where the bride will soon be.
Chief Fiore is also single-minded, her husband wondering how long it will take before they can eat.
Alice, Grams’s best friend, is three rows back with several of the residents from Silver Linings.
Diana appears and I shift my weight, stunned by how beautiful she is in all white, enhanced by a crown of cream roses resting on her dark hair. Her father inhales as they pause, pride in his eyes.
Diana and I lock eyes and she never looks away from me as they get closer. Everyone vanishes until Nathan whispers, “Nice six month’s belly there, Wy.”
I cover my laugh and walk down to meet her. “I’ll take it from here, Harv.”
He steps back and my Diana joins me to stand at my side, for two lifetimes.
Hers.
And mine.
Because like my Grams, she will never love another man besides the man she chose as her husband.
How do I know?
Because I’m looking back on this day from many years in our future where I lived to grow old with her. In fact, it was her who left me first. But not before our kids had kids of their own.
I held her as she left this world, telling her I’d meet her on the other side.
And because nothing felt the same without her, I didn’t keep her waiting long.
The End.
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Table of Contents
Title Page
Contents
Epigraph
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
/> Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
40. Epilogue
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