“This next part is going to hurt, baby.”
“I’m ready, Husband. Make me yours.”
Leaning down, I kiss her until I know she isn’t thinking about anything else. Then I shove past that thin barrier and claim her as mine.
“Oh, that wasn’t so bad,” she says about thirty seconds later. “But I need you to move now, Bear. Please, I need…”
“I know what you need, beautiful.”
I pull my hips back and push back in slowly. After a few more strokes, Rose lifts her hips silently asking me for more.
I lose all control.
Pulling out until only the tip of my cock rests in her warm pussy, I slam back in. My hips are out of control as Rose undulates beneath me. I reach between us and rub that perfect little nub wanting my woman to come while I’m inside her.
After a few strokes, she comes apart, squeezing my cock until it feels like it might break right off. I slam myself as far into her as I can and scream my release.
“Fuck,” I whisper. All my strength has left, and I collapse beside Rose, pulling her on top of me.
“Wow,” she says. “Can we do that again?”
Breathing out a breathless laugh, I say, “You bet your sweet ass we’ll be doing that again. Every day for the rest of our lives.”
Epilogue
(six months later)
Rose
My life is perfect. If I had to go through my entire past again just to live this life, I would do so in a heartbeat. My past was hell, but my future is a dream come true.
Over the past few months, I’ve been trying to figure out what I want to do with my life. Being a housewife is a beautiful thought. But a greedy one. I’ve decided to become a social worker and help kids in need. Bear was growly when I told him because it meant time apart while I went to school. But, he’s proud of me.
I have a good relationship with my mother. It was awkward at first, but we eventually got past the awkwardness and now I can’t picture my life without her in it.
I walk into the kitchen of our cabin to Bear washing dishes. Yep, my husband washes dishes.
“Hey there, handsome,” I say breathlessly.
“Baby, is me washing dishes making you wet?” he asks without looking up.
“Maybe,” I say.
Throwing his head back, he belts out a laugh.
“Come here, I want to show you what I did today,” I tell him.
“Oh, interesting. What did you do today, baby?”
“Here,” I hand him a small gift bag.
“What is it?” he asks.
“Open it and see.”
Giving me a curious glance, he slowly opens his gift and looks inside.
Without pulling the object out he looks at me with tears in his eyes.
“What do you think, daddy? You have room on your bike for a little someone?”
“You’re giving me a baby?” he whispers.
“Yeah honey, we’re pregnant. If you pull out your gift, you’ll see a picture.”
He reaches in the bag and pulls out the infant-sized biker vest and the ultrasound picture I received today. After a few minutes, he places them on the table and picks me up bridal style.
“What are you doing?” I ask with a laugh.
“Going to show my wife how much I love her.”
“Forever?” I ask.
“Yes baby, you’re my forever.”
The end