Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
“Thank you so much everyone for being here for me and Nick.” I wrap my arms around him, not ready to let go.
“Well, if all of the celebrations are done, do you two want to see your baby?” The doctor asks, walking into the room smiling at us. I look up at my future husband and then back at the doctor.
“Yes. We are ready for anything.” I say to her, Nick squeezes my hip and looks at me.
“Forever, baby. Together.”
Forever sounds good to me.
EPILOGUE
TEN MONTHS LATER
I reach over and buckle Rose’s seatbelt when the captain turns on the seatbelt sign. She’s been asleep for about ten hours now, but I know she’s exhausted. I hate to wake her up, but I have to. We flew commercial but even in first class this was a grueling flight. After a week’s worth of wedding activities and taking care of the baby, we both need this vacation. We have a legion of nannies but at night we are hands on. I almost couldn’t get her to leave, but I won out in the end. And fuck if I’m not the one who has called Cheryl and Nolan to no less than twenty times since we left to check on Darcy.
“Wake up, Petal,” I whisper as our plane lands in Port Louis, Mauritius. It’s late or early depending on your definition. We were married less than forty-eight hours ago and have been on this airplane for over twenty. I know she’s exhausted, but we have six days and seven nights of paradise before we have to go home. Thankfully, Cheryl and Nolan are watching Darcy, at their place in Cupid’s Cove. It’s much closer to our new place in Boston than Chicago was. After all the bullshit with Honey and the Calfs, I traded to the Boston Leprechauns. The season starts in just a few weeks, and I am looking forward to the fresh start, but I knew that my career was far from over. Once my playing days are over, I plan on coaching or getting into broadcasting. We take a car service to the hotel and check in. As soon as we are in the room, she gets her second wind and she’s all over me. My cock is hard in an instant, just like it always is whenever I think about her.
“Fuck, wife, let me take you to bed,” I groan as she leans away from me just long enough to pull her cute little dress overhead. She’s standing before me completely naked. Had I known that she was bare under that dress the honeymoon would have started on the damn plane. “God, I’m a lucky man.”
“You are wearing entirely too much clothing, husband,” she purrs. She doesn’t have to tell me twice. I strip faster than I ever have before, eager to fuck my wife… my wife… for the first time. “Hurry.”
Moving toward her, I lift her into my arms and carry her to the bed, setting her down in the center of it. I crawl toward her.
“Spread your legs for me,” I demand, my voice growly. When she does, her pretty pink pussy is already wet and ready for me. “God, I love this cunt.”
“It’s yours,” she moans as I run two fingers through the slickness.
“Damn right,” I reply as I move drag her closer to me. I line my cock up with her little pussy hole and slam into her. She screams my name as I thrust in and out of her. She meets me thrust for thrust. Her legs wrap around my waist, letting me slide into her deeper.
This is home to me. This is where I was meant to be. The love that bloomed between us was pretty much instant, even though my Petal denied it at first, it was burned hot and it’s still burning, and it will continue to do so forever.