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After a few quiet moments, he withdraws, and I jump out of the hot tub to clean up in the bathroom.
“Don’t even think I’m done with you yet, baby,” Deacon warns me. “I want to fuck you into oblivion.”
My stomach flutters with anticipation.Hell yes.
“Let’s do that,” I wink. I glance down and see the mark he’s left on my left breast. “Look at you, trying to mark me or something. You already have a wedding ring on my finger to do that, you goof.”
A smile spreads to Deacon’s face as he shrugs. “Accidental but enjoyable. Bring those breasts back here.”
I giggle while I oblige, jumping back into the hot tub and letting Deacon shower my nipples with affection. After about twenty minutes of steamy petting, we’re both too warm to stay another minute. He chases me into the bedroom, where he lays me down and makes love to me gently and tenderly, whispering words of love as he brings me to orgasm after orgasm.
My husband, my husband, my husbandechoes in my head as I convulse on top of him, drawing out my last orgasm as long as possible.
“Don’t stop,” I plead, throwing my head back with a moan.
“Never,” Deacon swears, continuing to thrust as I gush around him. “God, you’re so beautiful. And mine!”
“All yours!” I brace my hands on his thighs, changing the angle until it’s perfect. I never want it to end, but all good things do, and eventually, we wind up sprawled out across the bed, our limbs intertwined.
“This is everything I’ve ever wanted,” Deacon tells me, kissing me until I push him away to catch my breath. “I’ll try to make you as happy as possible every day of the rest of our lives, Beck. I mean it. Your happiness is all I want.”
Deacon traces his fingers across my face and presses his finger into my chin dimple as I smile. “I think it’s the time of year for joy.”
25
DEACON
Iunderestimated how difficult it would be not to shout from the rooftops, “Beck married me!” Some of Beck’s friends are still warning her how she should take “time to heal,” which throws her off. She tells me Sean rarely crosses her mind anymore, but he still drifts into mine, even after a lifetime of friendship.
We’re in the kitchen making breakfast when Beck tells me, “I think Tara knows. Or she thinks she knows. Tells me she knows I have a secret, and she’s gonna get it out of me.”
I laugh. “Oh, no. She’s persistent, too. How about your parents? I’m having a rough time not telling Dad!”
“Well, at least we told him at Thanksgiving that we were engaged. My parents were very happy to hear about our engagement when I told them last week, as you know. They keep calling, asking us to fly out to Japan for Christmas, but I just want to enjoy a quiet holiday. I finally told them no last night,” Beck tells me as she flips pancakes.
“We can visit another time. I hear it’s beautiful there! I finally put in our RSVP to the Wright family Christmas party. You’resure you’re ready to face that prick? Sean is going to be there, I’m sure.”
“He’s in the past, where he belongs. I think I can stand being in his presence once a year. Besides, you’ll be with me, and you’re all I need.” Beck wraps her arms around me tightly and squeezes as I move the bacon around in the pan. “Oh, I did hear from Tara that his girlfriend, Quinn, is coming. It’s weird to put a name to Nurse Q. It seems less sexy than I imagined.”
I chuckle at the thought.
“Anyway, I guess she’s an earthy type, really into the outdoors. Sounds like he found my replacement fast, huh?” Beck grins. “I hope she realizes Sean wouldn’t be caught dead in the woods, and he’d feed her to a bear to spare himself!”
Beck lets me go and plates some pancakes.
“Well, hey, I’m glad that talking about him doesn’t upset you so much anymore. I don’t disagree with you about the bear. Sometimes I think of Sean, but I said everything I needed to say, and until he can figure out how to be a better person, I’m okay with the radio silence,” I tell Beck.
“You deserve a better friend than Sean. I’m glad the guys didn’t choose sides, though I think they would have taken yours,” Beck replies.
So far, even Sean’s cousin Jett had continued talking to me and inviting me to hang out regularly. Everyone seemed to understand who the guilty party was, and they also seemed happy for us about our engagement, although there were whispers of “too soon.” But Beck and I, we’re on our own timeline, and none of those whispers matter.
When Beck told Marissa about our engagement, she taunted her, saying she “knew it all along” that I was always a better fit for Beck than Sean. I appreciate that the girls are all on our side and cheering on our relationship. They can see that Beck is truly happy now.
“What are you thinking about?” I ask her as we sit down at the kitchen table with our breakfast spread and a carafe of coffee.
“How excited I am about our May wedding plans! I'm glad we booked the venue I wanted. I’m going to love the incredible mountain view, even if we freeze our asses off outside.” Beck grins widely.
I shrug. “People can wear coats if it’s chilly. Who knows? With climate change, maybe it’ll be a hot day. We’ll keep the ceremony quick, and head inside the resort afterwards. I’m glad we agreed to keep things small, just the people we truly love. Are you sure we should invite Sean’s parents?”
