Fuck, Shadow might just have a whole lot more wrong with him than we all thought, but I’m not gonna look a gift horse in the mouth.
“You sure?”
“Fuck, yeah.” He almost sounds excited.
“You run into any issues, you call,” Shovel tells him. Razor’s already heading to the door, clearly ready to get back to Raven. I don’t fuckin’ blame him. I need Jolie more than ever right now, my hands on her skin, her body beneath mine, and me sinkin’ deep inside her.
“You got it,” Shadow tells us, and we all roll out. The day is taking its toll on me. I’m ready to be home.
Epilogue
Jolie
Six Months Later
“Decker,” I pant his name as his cock slides in and out of my center with every upward movement as he thrusts into me.
“Look at you, takin’ me, ready to come on a hair trigger,” he replies. Shortly after Decker and the brothers came back that day he got arrested, they called the others from Texas when he announced we were getting married. Yep, he didn’t even ask, just told everyone what was happening. Shovel made the calls. Meanwhile, we went into a corner of the Inn, where he let me know that he wasn’t wasting any time with us starting our future. There were some small blips of information about what happened to the lady who will no longer be named. Those were Decker’s words, not mine. If it were up to me, she’d still be an evil Disney character. Now that she’s gone, I guess I have no complaints.
I slam down on his length harder. Decker is flat on his back. My hands are behind me, grasping his thighs. There’s a reason I’ve been coming so easily lately, why my boobs have seemed to double in size, and when my core clinches down on his length, my head tipped back, a long moan leaving my lips as one hand cups the underside of my breast, his work-roughened thumb sliding over a distended nipple, his other working my clit, it’s a lethal combination.
“Decker,” his name tumbles from my mouth as my body locks tight. He thrusts up one last time then stays right where he is, my body coming harder than ever, or so it seems. Maybe it’s because we’re married, or it could be because of the secret I’ve been holding in.
“Fuck, sweetness. Love the way you come around my cock.” I fall forward, my head finding the crook of his neck, needing to catch my breath before I tell him something that will have him fucking me over and over again.
“Hmm,” I reply, my fingers grazing his chest, tracing the tattoos there.
“Too worn out to speak. That’s gotta be a record of some sort,” he teases.
“Nope, not when I have something this important to tell you.” I lift my head, my hand moving to the nightstand drawer where I kept the pregnancy test sealed in a Ziploc bag, because if not, ewww. I pull open the drawer, grab what I need, and then show him the positive test.
“No kiddin’? Shoulda known. You were sensitive before, but you’ve been even more so lately.” His hand cups the back of my neck and pulls me to his mouth.
“You said you didn’t want to wait, so I cancelled my birth control appointments.”
“Fuckin’ glad you did.” We’re lying in our bed in the finally completed carriage house. It’s been a labor of love, the longest months of my life, really, but it’s well worth it not to have to put a pillow over my face anymore.
“Me, too. Do you want a boy or a girl?” I ask him, pecking his lips then pulling back, wanting his answer. Decker’s cock is still inside me.
“Don’t care as long as he or she is healthy. Now, you gonna climb back on, or am I doin’ all the work this time?” He lazily slides in and out me to get his point across.
“You get to do the work this time.” I grin at him. Decker moves so quickly, I’m flat on my back and he takes over. It’s slower this time, deeper, and full of even more emotion.
“My heart, sweetness,” he whispers.
“And you have my heart. Forever.” I lift up. My hands go around his neck, pulling him towards me, wanting his lips on mine as we make love through the rest of the night.
Epilogue
Rage
Five Years Later
I walk into the house. The television is on. Our little girl is sittin’ in front of it, entirely too fuckin’ close, but you can’t tell Collins that. Anytime we do, all she says is, “But then I can’t be one with the movie.” It looks like tonight is no different. Just because we’re not in Texas, that doesn’t mean we’re not buildin’ a chapter here in Louisiana. It’s been slow going, but we’re making progress. The hard part is, I somehow managed to become Prez of this chapter. It’s not that it’s shit. It just takes me away from Jolie and Collins. Add in the fact my wife is pregnant again and chasing after a four-year-old, which doesn’t thrill me, even if her father is doin’ great and helps out from time to time. Maybe tomorrow I’ll bring Collins with me to the club and give Jolie a break.