Chapter 18
Caitlyn
Maureen told me all about the crazy ex-girlfriend while she was interviewing me.
After all, it was Nicole's last hurrah that finally got Josh to agree to let Maureen fix him up with Raven's match making service.
Apparently they'd broken up well over a year ago now but Nicole was still living in one of Josh's rental houses. Until she decided that she didn't have to keep paying him rent after he broke up with her-- when he found out she was letting her other boyfriend live in the house.
Josh had to have her evicted but when he went to check out the property after she told him she was gone, she cornered him in the house, broke up the place, and started screaming for help till the neighbors called the cops.
I'd heard the basics of the story while I was getting to know Maureen, now I'm listening as the details get filled in.
I look at the guy that's trying to wrap his head around what he's getting told right now. I wonder if this was the guy that the bitch was cheating on Josh with. How could she have had someone as amazing as Joshua and cheated on him? What the fuck is wrong with some women?
The poor guy obviously believed her lies though, thought he was coming to her defense by going after Josh like that. Looks like he's finding out that he's the only person here who didn't know the truth. I almost feel sorry for him.
Lucky for us, this is a small town. One of the guys who'd been cheering on the fight had uploaded his video and tagged the Wild Boar and the town by name. Turns out, there's not much to do at the police station on a Sunday afternoon other than check the chamber of commerce Twitter account. Next thing we know? The Chief himself is busting through the door with a shit eating grin a mile wide on his face.
I didn't get to meet Josh's old business partner till he had Nicole and her new-- and suddenly much less enthusiastic-- boyfriend cuffed and in the back of the cruiser, being driven back to the station by the office that came with him.
Big day for the little town, apparently.
George is technically not even on duty today but when he got the call about what was going down, he made sure he showed up to greet Nikki in person.
Maureen gave me an ice pack for my eye and a whiskey over ice for my nerves. Josh hasn't let go of me since he pulled me off the floor and I'm not going to pretend I mind one bit.
I'm curled up against him in one of the booths at the back of the bar, sipping my drink while Josh's arm stays protectively wrapped around my shoulder. We're listening to George, who's now the chief of police, fill us in on our options regarding Nicole now.
The charges she filed against Josh were set to be dropped months ago but since no one was worried about it, it got put at the bottom of the judge's to-do list. So technically, they're still open.
"However," George winks at Maureen as she sets a drink on the table in front of him and slides in beside him. Note to self, must ask if there's something going on with them, "since we now have at least 3 separate videos with eyewitness reports showing her as the one who started this fight you can, of course, press charges against her for today but you also might be able to get her on filing false charges against you back in January."
"I just want to make sure she's out of our lives for good," Josh's voice seethes but the kiss he places on the top of my head is all tenderness, "I don't need her causing trouble for Caitlyn."
I don't bother to telling Josh that I can fend for myself, that I have a lot of training in defensive technique from when I worked at the group home. It was a requirement for the staff-- learning how to diffuse situations before they got out of hand. I never thought I'd use those techniques after getting out of that line of work.
Josh doesn't want to hear about all that. Right now he's got his suit of armor on, as Maureen says. He needs to play the part of my protector and I know he's feeling helpless about not being able to help me earlier.
So I snuggle into his chest a little more and take another sip of my whiskey, wondering if I can get Maureen to add something to it to make it taste less like...whiskey.
Josh and George are talking about jail time and restraining orders and Maureen's back behind the bar as the place starts to fill up.
"So that's Maureen's bar," I say with a weak laugh as Josh pulls the car out of the parking lot a few hours later.
There was some official business to take care of after the fight, but mostly there were a lot of people to meet, names to memorize, and a lot of congratulations to hear-- complete with a lot of complimentary drinks. Which I drank a lot of before I caught on to Josh's sly method of carrying them around until he had a chance to dump them out in the sink behind the bar when no one was paying attention.
Our engagement is now the talk of the town and the hottest tag on the local Twitter. Which really isn't saying much, but I still feel like a celebrity.
Or maybe that's the booze.
"Yup, that's the Boar," Josh chuckles as he tries to shift through the gears with my hand in his lap.
OK. Not lap. I am not even trying to play coy. I've had about 4 shots of hard liquor in the last 2 hours and every time I see the flash of the diamond on my hand I can't help but feel a thrill run though me when I realize this ring officially marks me as Josh's woman. And the entire town knows it now.
I want in this man's pants.
Chapter 19
Joshua
I am so fucking glad that I'm friends with the chief, and that the entire on duty police detail for the town is currently back at the station booking Nicole and her-- probably ex by now-- boyfriend for assault charges, because I have never driven through town this fast since moving here back when George was still in construction with me.
I'm so fucking glad Maureen already told Cait about the shit Nicole pulled in the past. I mean, if I'd known she'd said a word when she was still picking out my wife for me I'd have probably called the whole thing off. I don't like the idea that Maury shared the single most embarrassing moment of my damn life with a total stranger.
After today I'm damn glad that Caity knew. I can't imagine what kind of shit-show Nicole's little tirade could have made of my life if Caitlyn wasn't already aware of what the bitch had put me through.
And damn! Seeing that my woman can take care of herself like that? That's hot.
Maury's right, I might have a complex. I need to know I'm the man in a relationship and that I can protect what's mine. Especially my woman-- and down the line, my family-- but it's surprising how good it feels to know that Caitlyn doesn't need my protection. She can take care of herself.
I'm glad she let me fuss over her though. I liked the way she melted into me and let me check out her bruises. Let me get out the first aid kit and clean up the few cuts and scrapes she got and then let me hold on to her real tight till she stopped shaking.
We're damn good together and as pissed as I am that I wasn't able to prevent today's bullshit, I'm glad I got to discover the tough side of Caity.
Right now though...damn! This woman is killing me.
I know she had a lot more to drink than I did. She was pretty tipsy when we left the bar but I don't think I can blame all of this on the booze.
Caity's got her hands all over me before I even get the GT out of the parking lot. It's only a 15 minute drive back to my place across town but I have to do it with Caitlyn's hands all over my cock.
I get the car into the garage safely and even remember to set the brake before I lean my seat back and give her room.
Her head's in my lap and she's got my cock out and she's working her mouth over me like I haven't fed her all day. Her mouth feels fucking amazing, her tongue wraps around me and her lips press tightly. As she moves over my shaft she's makes her lips tighter and it's almost as good as her tight little pussy.
Then she takes me deep and I feel the head of my cock come up against her tonsils as her throat constricts around me. I hear her gasp, sucking in a sharp breath around me as she gags on my meat but she doesn't drag her mouth off me and I
feel my balls tighten in her hand.
I have my hands braced against the steering wheel but when I look down at Caitlyn's sweet face swallowing my cock I can't help but wrap my hand in her hair and tighten my grip as I lose my load, pumping jets of cum down her throat while I feel her drinking me down.
Instead of pulling back as soon as I let go of her though, she keeps sliding her hot mouth over my rod and I swear my dick doesn't have a chance to go soft.
Fuuuuck, I have to get inside her. I have to get this woman-- my woman-- inside my house and onto something where I can plunge my cock into her tight heat. The dining room table, the kitchen counter, the sofa, the middle of the floor. I don't fucking care but I don't own a damn house so I can fuck in the front seat of the Mustang like a kid that still lives with his folks.
"We're going inside," I have to drag her off my cock and I swear she whimpers like I'm breaking her heart. The disappointed little noise just makes me harder and I don't even bother shutting the door behind me as I climb out of the car.
"Let's go." I'm impatient for her to get out of the car, and follow me into the house but as soon as I have her through the door I'm kicking off my boots and pulling her clothes off of her.
I need her naked. I need her coming all over my cock, but first I need my mouth on her cunt.
Caitlyn doesn't even question my move as I drag her to the floor just inside the living room as soon as we're over the thick carpet. I pull her jeans off in a smooth motion, taking her panties with them and then I get a good eye full of her.
She's so fucking perfect. Spread out on the floor in front of me with her legs open wide and her pussy dripping for me.
How'd I get so fucking lucky with this woman?
I want to devour all of her at once. I kneel between her legs and fall over her, letting my mouth land on those tits, sucking till she's panting and moaning.
Her hands are on me, her fingertips trace along the edges of my muscles and her touch leaves a trail of fire burning my skin as they wander over my shoulders while I make my way down her body with my mouth.
She latches on and grips my shoulders hard as my tongue flicks across her clit. The little button's so swollen that her body jerks at the slightest touch.
I sink a couple of fingers inside her and her hips come off the floor, pushing her mound into my mouth with a desperate sort of grunt that tells me she needs release.
My dick is back at full attention now, aching to get inside that clenching wetness that's clamping down on my fingers while I stroke her g-spot and lick up the juices that are flowing over my hand.
"You come so fucking perfect," I groan as I force my mouth off her body. My fingers are still pumping inside her and I stare down at her heavy lidded eyes as they lock on me. Caity moans as she watches me wipe her cum off my beard with the back of my hand. I can smell her all over me and it's so good I think I'm going to explode before I get my pants all the way off.
"Damn, you taste good," I think out loud while I push my thumb up through her folds and watch her writhe on the carpet when it brushes her clit.
"Are ready for this?" I have my cock in my hand and I pump it hard, making sure she's watching, I smile when her eyes roll up, "yeah you are, I can feel how bad your pussy needs my cock."
"Oh God," she moans, "stop teasing and give it to me."
Hearing Caitlyn begging for my cock? No fucking way I can keep from taking her.
I drop down and slide into her slickness in one firm thrust. I can feel her stretch around my rod as I push deep, not stopping till her body is wrapped around my full length. She's tight and she's hot and the way her walls flutter with all these tiny little muscle spasms makes me swell even bigger inside her.
Caity's coming all over my cock as I drill deep, it's all I can do to keep from filling her up with my seed before I have a chance to flip her over onto her hands and knees. Thank God for the blow job in the car or I'd never be able to keep it together when I feel her cunt clamp down on my shaft and squeeze like she's trying to milk the cum from my balls.
Somehow I hang on though. I slip out of her, and get her turned over with a smack to her ass. I think about how hot she'd look sucking her own come off my cock but I know where that'd get us and I plan on shooting this load deep inside my woman. My fiancé.
Just the thought that I'm get to spend the rest of my life fucking that gorgeous ass that I'm looking at right now is enough to make me lose it. I push back inside Caitlyn's hot little hole and wrap my hands around those full hips, pulling her onto me hard and fast till our bodies are covered in sweat and the house is filled with the sweet sound of fucking.
I love that she's still keeping up with me, I feel her pulse around me and this time when my cock pulls another orgasm out of Caitlyn's willing body there's no holding out. My balls tighten up and I feel everything start to tense up just before I'm dumping what feels like buckets of cum into her womb.
We haven't been using rubbers. STD screening was part of the application process for Raven's services so I know we're both clean, but even with Caity on the pill, I can't imagine it's going to be long before I knock her up if she keeps making me come that hard.
Fuck me, I'd laugh if I wasn't so fucking wiped out as I collapse on the floor beside her and pull her on top of me, I can't believe I'm thinking about knocking her up and the thought doesn't make me panic. In fact, I can feel my balls tingle and I know it's not going to be long before I'm hard for her again.
I lay soft kisses all along the side of Caitlyn's flushed face, along the area where her hair is damp with sweat, and I watch her eyes flicker behind her closed lids as her breathing deepens into sleep.
As soon as she wakes up, I think I might drag her to Vegas after all.
Chapter 20
Caitlyn
I thought Josh was joking when he started talking about going to Las Vegas. I mean, we've known each other for a week, I'm supposed to be back at work in less than 48 hours and we still haven't discussed where we're going to live.
"We'll decide while we drive, come on," he says as he tosses an overnight bag in the back of his car.
"Call your work and tell them you'll be back next Monday." Josh hands my phone to me as we head out of town, good thing one of us remembered to grab it off the charger.
"Monday?" I laugh, I ought to be freaking out but I can't help it, I'm giddy with excitement. He's serious! We're going to get married now. OK, well, several hours from now. Vegas isn't exactly next door, "I can't take the whole week off, Josh!"
I say that, but I'm dialing the office anyway and after a short conversation with my supervisor I toss my phone in my purse.
"You've got me till Monday," I tell him as he pulls onto the Interstate.
"No," Josh's hand reaches over and finds mine, "I've got you forever."
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All right, all right, I know-- Isn't Grams going to be disappointed about missing the I Do's? And everyone wants to see Maury in a dress, right? Especially the Chief.
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