by Skye Moon
“Oh damn,” Tucker moaned, his free hand gripping her waist. “Give me that shit, baby.”
“Take it,” she taunted, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Mmm, take all of this pussy!”
His animalistic groans and grunts kept her drenched and open for him. His hand went from her waist to her hair, and he snatched her head back, slamming into her.
“God, this dick is so good!” Danica shouted, releasing all over him once again.
Snatching himself out of her, Tucker let go of her ass and gripped the base of his dick. With her hair still firmly in his other hand, he nudged her head around, guiding his glistening rod between her lips. Hungrily taking him in, Danica’s fingers slipped into her center, toying with her folds, while Tucker fucked her mouth.
“I love the way you suck this dick,” Tucker grunted, slowly pumping in and out of her swollen lips. “Shit, I’m coming, baby!”
She reached her peak yet again, at the same time he was relieving himself down her throat.
They were both spent, but still found the energy to take a shower together after Tucker grabbed his overnight bag that housed a change of clothing.
“I’m sorry for ignoring you,” she said while lathering her body, turning to face him. “I should have asked you what was going on, instead of assuming that you were playing me.”
“I understand why you did, but you don’t ever have to worry about some shit like that.” Cupping her chin, he placed a soft kiss against her lips. “The way I feel about you is intense, and though I don’t even understand it, because we haven’t been involved with each other that long, I don’t want to lose it.”
“I get it,” Danica stared up at him with wide eyes. “And I don’t want to lose you.”
“You won’t.” He assured her. Trailing his fingers down her arm, he captured her scarred wrist and lifted it to his thick lips, gently placing a kiss against it. “Me and you have been destined to be since this moment.” Tucker referenced her accident. “We just weren’t ready for each other yet.”
Grabbing his face, Danica kissed him deeply, backing him into the shower wall. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he lifted her swiftly, lowering her down onto him. Turning so that she was the one pressed up against the wall, Tucker held her close to him, pumping in and out slowly.
Opening her legs to give him all the access he needed, Danica sighed as he invaded her over and over. Gripping her cheeks in each hand, Tucker pushed himself as deeply as he could.
“Mmmm,” she hummed, already feeling her orgasm building. Her words came out a whisper as she clung to him for dear life. “Right fucking there.”
“There?” He taunted, burying his face into her neck. “That’s the spot that has this pussy leaking?”
“Hell fucking yes.” A wave of pleasure hit her so hard that it nearly overwhelmed her. Digging her nails into his skin, Danica’s tongue snaked all over his lips before she shoved it inside. Drawing it into her mouth, she sucked on his tongue while he pounded inside of her.
Tucker let out a deep grunt, body quaking as they kissed sloppily. “I fucking love you.” Danica didn’t need to be a psychic to realize he was coating her walls with his seeds; the way his body jerked and the feel of his dick twitching gave him away.
The realization turned her on so much that it pulled another one out of her. “Mmm, I love you too, baby. I love you too.”
Epilogue
Months later.
“Where are we going?” Danica questioned, holding tightly onto Tucker’s hand as he led her down the street.
His heart was beating rapidly as he thought about what he was about to do. It could either go very well, or very, very horribly. He’d done everything the right way, talked to her dad to get his permission, and dragged her sister along to help pick out the ring. In his head, everything was perfect, but there was a small inkling of doubt that things wouldn’t pan out how he hoped.
“Keaghan!” She squealed, laughing as he led her off of the curb.
“Just trust me, babe. We’ll be there in a second.”
“I’m trying to find out exactly where there is.”
“You’ll know when we arrive. Be patient.”
“Now you of all people know that being patient isn’t my strong suit.”
“You’re damn right about that,” he agreed with a smile that she couldn’t see due to her blindfold.
When they reached their destination, Tucker knew he had all of maybe two minutes to do what he needed to do.
“Okay,” He inhaled deeply, adjusting her so that she was in front of him. “You ready?”
“I’ve been ready.” She whined.
Reaching around to the back of her head, he untied the blindfold covering her eyes. As soon as she was free, Tucker looked over her shoulder and nodded. Danica jumped as the flashing rig behind her honked loudly.
Laughing loudly, she whirled around to see both trucks blocking traffic at the intersection.
“You don’t recognize this spot?” He questioned, hoping that it would click in her head.
Glancing around Danica realized that they were standing in the exact spot where she’d gotten into her car accident. The very one he’d rescued her from.
“Come on, Tuck, let’s get this show on the road!” Charlie yelled, hanging outside of the window as the horn honked again.
“In a minute, damn it!” He hollered back as Danica focused her attention on him again.
“Babe, what is…” Her words trailed off as he dug into his back pocket to fish out the black ring box resting there. Danica’s eyes filled with tears as he lowered himself to one knee.
“Even though I’m sure that the day we met classifies as one of the worst days of your life, for obvious reasons, it was one of the best days of mine. There’s nothing on the planet that can convince me that it wasn’t meant to be for us to cross paths that day, Dani. You love to remind me about how I saved you, but the truth is, baby, you were the one that saved me. Danica White, I love you with every breath in my body, and I don’t want to ever spend another day on this earth without you by my side. So, will you marry me?”
Placing a hand over her mouth, Dani nodded with no hesitation. “Yes!”
A wide smile split across Tucker’s face as he removed the ring from the holder and placed it on her left finger. Sweeping her into his arms, he spun her around in a circle, taking possession of her lips.
“That’s my boy!” Will hollered out, as a range of several different horns sounded out.
“I guess we should get out of the street, huh?” Danica murmured against his lips.
“I guess we should.”
Tucker’s heart had never been as full as it was at that moment. He’d gone down a dark path that he never thought he’d be able to recover from, when Danica had come along and lit a fire inside of him that had long died out.
In his eyes, no other woman compared to her, and he would spend the rest of his life forever loving and appreciating her for the way she made him feel again.
the end, for now.
About the Author
Skye is a 30ish romance author from the seven cities area of Virginia. Her love for writing began at a young age, but it wasn't until a family member introduced to messaging boards that she tried her hand at crafting stories of her own.
Historical romance is her go-to genre, some of her favorite authors being Johanna Lindsey, Beatrice Small, Madeline Martin, etc. Her short stint with a publisher introduced her to a brand new world and motivated her to create her own lane. Thus, her publishing company, Reign of Literature Publications, was born.
To keep up with all of her releases, old and new, click the links below to check out her social media
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