Everyone laughed at the imagery, and Skylar grinned, waiting for the commotion to die down before speaking again.
“Every child deserves to be treated as if he or she is the next Albert Einstein. They need to be told they’re smart and capable and that they can be anything they want to be. A plumber, a rocket scientist, or even a stay-at-home parent. The world is their oyster, and I feel proud that I can help them start their journey toward what will hopefully be a long and rewarding life.
“I wish every teacher could receive this award. Teaching is hard. We spend long days and nights preparing our lessons, only to have to completely scrap our plans when learning opportunities arise that we hadn’t counted on. Teachers are frequently yelled at, spit on, talked down to, and generally disrespected. And yet we go back, day after day. Why? For our kids. For our future. On behalf of every teacher, thank you very much for this honor today.”
Skylar nodded, and the room exploded in applause.
Everyone at the table with Bull stood up and gave Skylar a standing ovation. Eagle and Taylor, Smoke and Molly, Gramps and Cassidy. Skylar’s parents. Shawn and Khoudia. Bull could see Skylar blushing from where he stood. He was so proud of and happy for her. She was doing what she loved, and being recognized for it was an extra blessing.
Later that night, after he’d done just what he’d fantasized about—bending her over their couch and fucking her hard and fast from behind—Bull carried his exhausted wife to their bedroom. After she’d washed her face clean and taken what seemed like hundreds of bobby pins out of her hair, he helped her get out of the dress. He watched as she stripped off her hose, skimpy panties, and bra. Shaking his head, he took off his own clothes and followed her back into their room. He crawled under the covers and took her into his arms.
He could feel her heart beating against his chest and closed his eyes in contentment. “Congratulations,” he said softly.
“Thanks. You know I couldn’t do it without you, don’t you?” she asked.
Bull snorted. “Whatever.”
“I’m serious. You make my life easy in so many ways, I can concentrate solely on teaching.”
Bull knew she was wrong, that she’d be an amazing teacher even if she hadn’t met him, but he also knew his wife was stubborn. She’d argue all night just to make her point if he didn’t agree with her.
“I love you, Sky.”
“I love you too. Thank you for being there tonight.”
“No way I would’ve missed it.”
“Carson?”
Bull smiled. He loved how she always said his name before she asked him something. “Yeah, sweetheart?”
She ran a fingertip over his chest in small circles and looked up at him shyly through her lashes. “You looked really handsome in your tux tonight.”
Bull felt his dick stir. Again. “Yeah?”
“Uh-huh. Are you tired?”
He smiled. It was a little surprising that Skylar was still shy after all these years, but it was just one of a million reasons he loved the woman. Somehow she’d kept her innocent air about her, even though he’d thoroughly debauched her time and time again. “You have something in mind?” he asked.
In response, Skylar sat up and straddled him. The blankets fell back, and Bull stared up at the most beautiful woman in all the world. His woman. His wife.
“I thought maybe if you were tired, I could do all the work.”
“Knock yourself out,” Bull told her.
They both knew by the time they came, she’d be under him, Bull having taken over. He couldn’t help it. He loved when Sky took the reins, but he couldn’t control himself when he saw her tits bouncing on her chest as she rode him.
Skylar got up on her knees and scooted back just a bit. She took his cock in her hand, and he was rock hard in seconds. Then ever so slowly, teasing them both, she took him inside her body. They both groaned when he was all the way in. Every time he took her, it felt like the first time. He had no willpower when it came to her.
“I love you,” she said as she slowly began to rock. “Best day of my life was when you showed up to tow my car.”
“That’s my line,” Bull said. He put his hands on her hips and squeezed. He wasn’t going to last long. Not tonight.
Within three minutes, Bull had spun them and was pounding in and out of Skylar. “So. Proud. Of. You,” he told her as he thrust.
“Love you,” she gasped back, wrapping her legs around his ass and locking her ankles together.
The second Bull felt her fly over the edge, he let himself go. Holding himself as deep inside her as he could, Bull saw stars as he orgasmed.
Flopping back to the bed, he barely kept himself from crushing her. Not wanting them to be separated, he rolled until she was lying on top of him once more. He put a hand on her ass and held her to him as they both panted and tried to catch their breath.
“Carson?”
“Yeah?”
“Love you.”
“Love you too.”
Within seconds, he felt Skylar’s breaths even out. She was exhausted from a very long, exciting day, and Bull was more than happy to hold her close as she slept.
Smiling, he eventually fell asleep himself, happier than he’d ever been in his life.
Ten years later
“Pass it to Alessa, Kevin!” Taylor called out.
“Easy, woman,” Eagle said with a chuckle. They were at their kids’ soccer game, and Taylor always got a little crazy when she cheered them on.
The last ten years had been a mixture of pure terror and exhilaration. Taylor’s entire pregnancy with Alessa had been touch and go. She’d started bleeding at three months, and they’d thought they’d lost her. But she’d hung in there, and the next six months had been extremely stressful.
Thank God for their friends. Skylar, Molly, and Cassidy had pitched in with Kevin, and when Taylor had been forced to go on bed rest, they’d practically taken turns living at their house, entertaining Taylor and helping her take care of their son.
When it was time for Alessa to be born, Eagle had never been so happy. But his joy had been short lived. Taylor had almost bled to death during the birth.
Now, thankfully, here they were, both his daughter and wife as healthy as they could be. They’d had high hopes Alessa would be as lucky as Kevin, that she wouldn’t inherit her mom’s condition, but that wasn’t the case. It’d been obvious from almost the first week that Alessa didn’t recognize either of her parents.
Taylor had been heartbroken, while Eagle had been determined to find ways for Alessa to “know” her parents. Every time he went into her room, he hummed the same song, “To Make You Feel My Love.” It seemed to embody what he felt when he looked down at his baby girl’s perfect face. Because Taylor had been breastfeeding at the time, he also made sure to grab one of her worn shirts to throw over his shoulder before he picked up Alessa.
It seemed to work. She’d cry and fuss right upon waking, but as soon as she heard her daddy’s voice and got a whiff of her mommy’s unique scent, she’d quiet right down. It hadn’t been easy all the time, but Taylor had done her best to explain the condition as soon as she thought Alessa was old enough to understand, reassuring their daughter that her mommy had the same thing, and it was going to be okay.