Amy didn't even hesitate before she flung her arms around him, nearly knocking him off his feet, and shouted, "Yes, please, I want to marry you!"
Millie and Sarah joined them, throwing their arms around them in a group hug. Teagan sidled up to them and joined the hug when Amy flung an arm out to catch him around the neck and pull him in. After the group hug dissipated, Jenna and Vince gave their congratulations and invited everyone over to their house for a big barbecue celebration. Apparently, the entire thing had been set up mostly by Teagan, with some help from Vince and Jenna.
Vince and Jenna took the children, while Jared and Amy followed in their SUV. Amy couldn't keep her hands off Jared and the feeling was mutual. As they drove, Jared wrapped his hand around her knee, and she ran her fingers up and down his arm.
"I can't believe this all started with a cup of sugar."
Jared gave her a wink before returning his gaze to the road. "Now you can have all the sugar you want, baby."
Amy leaned across and kissed him on the jaw. "No, now you can have all the sugar you want. You can have a lifetime of it."
Epilogue
"You know you're my favourite client, right?" Amy said in a smooth sexy voice.
She closed her eyes and ran her hand over her breasts and down across her thigh.
"Want to know what I'm wearing?" she asked in a husky voice. "I bought it specially for you."
The deep voice on the other end indicated he wanted to know what she was wearing. "Well, to be honest, it's not much. Just a lacy red thong with a see-through top that my breasts barely fit in. I couldn't afford enough fabric to cover everything."
She played with the fuzzy edge of the teddy where it pressed against her breasts. "Oh… you want to be my sugar daddy? Wow, what an opportunity. How could I possibly turn such an offer down?"
The voice growled that she better not turn him down.
She giggled. "Tell me what you want to do with me, and I'll think about it."
He started speaking, telling her that he wanted to touch every part of her from her perfect nose to her neck, to her full breasts, to her plump little pussy lips. He told her that he wanted to follow those touches with his tongue, tracing everything until she was wet and wanting.
Amy moaned into the phone, her hand drifting down her body and touching everything he mentioned. Her skin felt prickly, like it was on fire. She longed for the kisses that he was promising her. She opened her legs, pressing her knees against the sides of her chair and dipping her fingers between her legs.
"Now I'm going to tell you what I want to do to you." She ran her fingers down the edge of the thong, moving it to the side and touching herself. "I want to go down on my knees in front of you, I want to look up at you as I take you in my mouth. I want to see your eyes as I suck on that big beautiful veined cock. I will worship it while you watch, while you decide what part of me you're going to come on."
He groaned out loud and she could tell that he was touching himself the way she was touching herself. "I'm touching myself, thinking about you. I want to come. You gonna let me come, sugar daddy?"
He told her to come and she took him seriously, dipping her fingers into her vagina, spreading the wetness around and polishing her swollen clit. She moaned into the phone, making sure he could hear every second of her pleasure as she drew it out. She could hear him as well, as his hand stroked up and down his cock, hard as a rock, while he was thinking of her.
Amy saw stars as her pussy clenched around her fingers and an orgasm rolled through her. It was so sweet, so strong, that the waves continued to crash. She detailed what was happening in breathless exclamations.
She could hear him as he came, shouting her name. She pictured the semen on his cock and his thigh and told him that she wanted to lick it off.
"I'll be home in an hour, you can lick it off then."
Amy grinned and hung up. Jared was her last and best phone sex customer. After he'd arranged for her to leave her job at the factory, they discussed her other job. While it turned him on to think of her turning on other men, the hours took up a good chunk of their time together, and that was something Jared couldn't approve of. So, they'd agreed that when Amy had the urge, she would sharpen her phone sex skills on her new husband. He didn't seem to mind.
Amy stood and pulled on her sweatpants and T-shirt. She ran upstairs and took a shower, then went back downstairs to work on homework until Jared came home with her promised treat. She’d started classes a few months ago. She was taking English literature, a subject that she'd excelled at in high school. She’d been nervous to go back to school, thinking the few years she had away would put a dent in her ability to learn, but the past few months had proved her wrong. She was having the time of her life, making new friends and acing all her classes.
In the evenings, Amy, Millie, Sarah and Teagan did their homework together. Jared often cooked for them, which was a special treat since he was best at barbecue. All in all, Amy couldn't be happier. She smiled and touched her stomach. And now, with a new little secret on the way, she didn't think life could get much better.
THE END
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Excerpt: Loving Vincent
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Vince snarled.
He stood slowly from behind his desk and shot Jared the type of glare he reserved for people that knew they truly screwed up. Usually the life expectancy that followed was extremely short. Of course, he wasn’t going to off his business partner and best friend just because his plan wasn’t going smoothly, but he was going to make the other man deeply uncomfortable for a few minutes.
Cracking his tattooed, scarred hands he placed his knuckles on the top of his desk, which was littered with papers, and growled, "How exactly did things not go according to your plan? You told me to trust you with this. That you would make sure Enrico would get the information he needed to make the hit. Now you’re telling me it won’t go down as planned? Am I getting this right?"
Jared nodded his big, shaggy head and looked grim. "That about sums it up. There were unforeseen circumstances."
Vince breathed in through his nose, trying to call up some patience, a quality he wasn’t known for. "Tell me."
"The girl refuses to cooperate."
He frowned, trying to recall a girl. He hadn’t actually been briefed on many of the details. It hadn’t been necessary. That’s what he had people for. He just needed the hit done, so the fucker that cut off one of Vince’s suppliers was taken out and used as a message for anyone else that thought prison was a safe haven from his wrath.
"What girl?" he asked impatiently.
"The health nurse that oversees Enrico's insulin shots," Jared explained. "We’re using her to get a message to him. Enrico’s gang-affiliated, same as the rest of us. The prison locks them down tighter than a nun’s ass. No visitors, no calls. She's the only one he sees regularly."