“Fuck,” Parker hissed out, breaking their kiss.
Delilah seated herself completely, allowing him to fill her completely. She rocked, slightly afraid if she moved too fast she’d hurt his leg. “That’s it. God, you feel like heaven.” Parker’s breath caressed her ear as she moved against him. He squeezed her hips, “FUCK, I am not going to last long. Can you come for me, baby?” His finger found her sensitive nub, flicking and pinching the soft skin. Her mewls were driving him crazy and he wished he could fuck her harder, but the cast and her weight had him at her mercy.
“Oh God… Parker,” She moaned, her eyes closing in lust, “I’m going to come.” She panted, her hips swaying and bucking. Parker closed his eyes, his cock swelled, filling her already tight cunt as he spilled his load inside her womb. Delilah screamed out, her eyes opening from her haze. Parker pressed a kiss to her lips. “I’m sorry that was so quick. But I promise, when this damn thing is off, I will make love to you the way you deserve.”
Delilah blushed, “That was perfect. You’re perfect.” She wrapped her arms around his neck and laid her head against his shoulder. Parker flinched, “Shit – am I hurting you?”
“Just a little cramp is all.”
Delilah hopped off his lap, careful not to tweak his cast. She grabbed his discarded towel and cleaned up, wiping his pants off that hadn’t even been fully removed. She slipped back on her clothes, “Let me grab you some pain meds. You should rest.”
Darting from the room, she grabbed a pill and water. “Here,” she thrust them into his hand, “take this.”
“Delilah, I’m fine.”
“Please, it will make me feel better. We should have waited until you were better to do that.”
“No. We. Shouldn’t. Have.” Parker smiled, “I can handle a little cramp – trust me it was worth it.”
“Well, get some rest. I’ll come back in a bit. I need to run some errands, ok?”
“Ok.” Parker swallowed the medicine and leaned back into the pillow. Delilah smiled as she left him in the room and hurried to find her keys.
She wanted to go and see Don. Now that she’d read through all of Momma Belles letters, she had some questions for him.
∞ ∞ ∞
“Hey, is Don in?” Delilah asked the receptionist.
“Yeah, go on back.”
Delilah knocked before pushing the door open, “Hey, Don.” She smiled.
“Delilah,” stood, “Have a seat. What brings you by today?”
“I read all the letters.”
“Good. So, you know everything?” Don cocked his head at her.
“Yeah. She was dying. Did you know that?”
“I did. She came to me to make sure her will was on the up and up. She wanted to ensure you wouldn’t need a thing.”
“I wish I’d known. I’d have come home sooner.”
“Delilah,” Don tossed his pen to the desk, “Momma Belle wouldn’t have wanted that. She was sure you needed to find your own way. She wasn’t mad or bitter. Honestly, she hoped you’d find your way into a better man’s arms when you got here.” Don smiled.
Delilah couldn’t hide the blush creeping up her neck, “I see.”
“So did you?”
“Did I what?”
“Find your way into the arms of a good man?”
“Yeah…” she looked down at her lap before looking him in the eyes, “I think I did.”
“Good. Then I know Momma Belle is smiling down from Heaven.”
“I hope so.”
“She is. Now… about the money. Have you given any idea as to what you’re going to do?”
“I think I am going to get the farm back to working order – once Parker is better. I’m going to need his help.”
“I am pretty sure that man would walk through fire for you.”
“Well, maybe. But not any time soon. Thanks, Don.”
“Anytime, Delilah. Like I told you before, I loved Momma Belle more than she ever knew. So, if you need anything… I mean anything – you come find me. Ok?”
Delilah stood as Don came around the desk. She pulled him into a hug, “I do. Thank you, Don.” Delilah left his office with a smile. She was ready to start forever with Parker.
Chapter 32
Parker was beyond ready to have his cast come off today. Delilah had driven them to the doctor’s office and helped him inside. It didn’t take long, and as they stepped outside, Parker pulled her into a fierce hug.
“Thank you.”
“For what?” Delilah questioned.
“Taking care of me.”
“I love you, Parker. I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.”
The rode in silence to the house, watching the scenery pass by. Parker held Delilah’s hand in his, his thumb constantly rubbing her hand. He couldn’t get enough of her, and he was dreading his return to work. He didn’t know how he was going to survive over night shifts away from her. “I hate that in a few weeks I’ll be back at work.”
“You love your job. Plus, it’s not like you can’t come home on duty.” Her eyebrows waggled.
“You naughty flirt.” Parker smiled.
“Speaking of home…” Delilah paused, “Don’t you think it’s time you moved in for real?”
“What?” Parker nearly ran off the road.
“Move in, Parker. Please?”
Turning the truck around, he headed towards his place. “Where we going?”
“To pack my shit.”
Delilah couldn’t contain the laugh that bubbled up through her lips. “Eager aren’t you?”
“Delilah,” Parker cut his eyes towards her, “You haven’t let me touch you since that day. So, I want to make sure I have all my shit at your house because we won’t be leaving the bedroom for days. Ok?”
She threw her hands up, “Ok. Geeze.”
They pulled into the driveway and Delilah hopped out. Hank greeted them at the door, “Guess you came to get your shit?”
“How did you know?” Delilah cocked an eye at him, tilting her head in question.
“It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to see he is madly in love with you. It was only a matter of time. I’m just surprised it took him this long.”
“Well, the cast did kind of hamper my ability.”
“Right – well, shall I help you?” Hank moved to the side, letting Parker and Delilah into the house. Parker had already decided to let Hank have his place, hoping Hank would put down roots here.
Parker quickly packed his things. Delilah grabbed the letter from inside the drawer, “What’s this?” She held up the envelope.
“Oh. That’s my letter from Momma Belle.”
Delilah looked at the white linen, seeing her scrawl across the front, “Here,” she handed it to him.
Parker grinned. He grabbed something from his dresser, tucking it into his pocket, before turning towards her. “I think it’s time you read it.” He handed it back to her. Delilah sat on the bed, pulling the letter from the under the flap.