Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17792 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17792 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
I push those thoughts away, not wanting to taint this moment of happiness with fear and uncertainty. August is here, alive and healthy, and that is all that matters.
I looked over at her, lying in our bed with a peaceful expression on her face. As if sensing my gaze, she opens her eyes and smiles at me.
"Thank you for being here with me. You could have left me or rather, well let’s just say that I would have understood," she said, her voice sounding stronger than it has a while.
“Those two days don’t exist to me. I was never not yours in my mind or in my heart.”
“Mine either. I just didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know how to set you free.”
I roll over fully and take her hand in mine, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. "I wouldn't be anywhere else," I reply, squeezing her hand tightly.
We lay in silence for a few moments, taking in the significance of this moment. And despite the lingering memories of the past, I can’t help but feel a glimmer of hope for the future. Now that she’s said she’ll be my wife, there’s no going back. This was always meant to be.
I don’t know how we got here. One second, I’m lightly kissing her, then next she is a wild creature. She’s just starting to love her body again as she begins to get her curves back. As she rolls on top of me, her naked body pressing against mine, I can’t help but marvel at the way her skin feels against mine, soft and warm like velvet. She is still gloriously naked from last night, her body bearing the marks of our passion in the form of small red bite marks and love scratches.
She drops down on my cock, her hips grinding against mine in a primal rhythm that made my head spin. I reach up, running my hands along her sides, feeling the muscles tense and relax as she moved above me. Our breath mingles together, hot and heavy as we lose ourselves in each other's bodies.
For a moment, the world falls away, leaving just the two of us entwined in a dance of desire and longing. Her moans fill the air, spurring me on as I thrust upwards, matching her movements with an animalistic hunger. In this moment, there is nothing else but the feel of her skin against mine, the sound of our ragged breaths, and the overwhelming intensity of our connection.
As we reach the peak of our passion, our bodies move in perfect unison, until we both collapsed back onto the bed in a tangle of limbs and sweat. She turns to me and smiles again, her eyes shining with satisfaction and contentment. I love that smile. That smiles gets me through my days.
"That was amazing," she whispers, curling up against my side.
I can’t help but agree, feeling utterly spent but also completely fulfilled. She is my wild, untamed lover, and I wouldn't have it any other way. Now, she’ll be mine for the rest of my life. Forever.
EPILOGUE
DECLAN
ONE YEAR LATER
I look up from the grill at my wife. She’s holding our three-month-old son, Murphy, in her arms. We are having a backyard barbecue. My brothers are standing by me, drinking beer. Mickey is staring at Connie like she hangs the moon, and she’s not giving him the time of day. Bobby and I find this funny, as only brothers can do. Dad and Sarah are in the kitchen.
Murphy starts crying. I hand Bobby the spatula and move toward August. I take Murphy from her, and we make our way into the house, straight into the nursery. I change his diaper quickly and hand him to her. She’s breastfeeding. It shouldn’t turn me on, but it does. I haven’t told her, but she knows. She smiles at me once Murphy has had his fill and is sleeping.
“I didn’t know I could be so happy,” she whispers as she puts him down in his crib.
“Me either. Come with me.”
“We’ve got a house full of guests.”
“We’ll just have to be quiet, won’t we?” I take her hand and lead her across the hall into our bedroom. I close and lock the door behind us.
“It’s been so long, Dec,” she says as I lick up the side of her neck.
“I know, baby. I know.” My cock is so unbelievably hard. I wanted to give her time to heal and bond with our son, but I need this. I need her.
No other words are needed as I pull the front of her dress down. She reaches between us and opens my jeans, pulling my cock out. She grips me in her fist, pumping me. Her tits are bigger than usual, and I fucking love it. I suck her perfect nipples into my mouth before licking down her body. I lift her up and hold her against the wall. I slide into her slowly, our eyes connected. The moment is primal. She moves with me as I take her. Her pussy feels so fucking good wrapped around me so tight. So right. She’s everything to me. I look down to where we are connected, and my cock swells impossibly larger inside of her.