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It doesn’t matter, though. If I cum too soon, we have the rest of our lives. Who knows, maybe we’ll be able to get another round in before we start our days tomorrow.
“Fuck, Julia,” he groans, grinding up into me.
I gasp, digging my fingers into his shoulders and nearly collapsing onto him. He takes it in stride, continuing to do all the work even though I’m on top. It’s obvious that even though he’s chasing his own release, his focus is on me. He wants to push me over the edge, and he wants to do it as quickly as possible.
So, instead of fighting the orgasm, I relax into the way Trip is working me over. I feel every inch of his cock, and the way he, in turn, feels every inch of my pussy. I whine softly, barely able to keep my head on straight as pleasure burns deep in my gut and extends to my extremities.
“Are you close?” he asks, sounding like he already knows the answer. I’m sure he does. My body has been contracting around his length and the sounds I’m making have gotten even more unrestrained. “Just let yourself go, baby. Go on, let me see how good I make you feel.”
As I rocket over the edge with his permission, I wonder if it’s possible to be trained to cum on command. I think I’d like to find out. As long as Trip is the one that’s doing the training.
Very quickly, all logical thought leaves my brain and is replaced with the internal fireworks I’ve come to associate with the man beneath me. My head spins and my thighs shake. And Trip just keeps pistoning his hips up into me.
My climax reaches its peak at the same time that Trip’s begins. I’m pumped full of his release, and I feel breathlessly in love with him. Nothing has ever been this good, but I have a feeling that if I’m with him, it’ll only get better.
Before his pleasure has completely waned, I collapse on top of him. He just wraps his arms around me tighter, keeping me close. I work toward catching my breath, melting into his embrace.
“I want you and your sisters to stay with me,” he says, leaving no room for debate. “I know there’s only one bedroom in this house, I’ve got plenty saved up; I’ll start looking for a place big enough for all of us. And you don’t have to work again if you don’t want to. I mean it when I say I’m going to take care of you and keep you safe.”
“I couldn’t just not work,” I say, closing my eyes and listening to the sound of him breathing. “But I’m happy to let you take care of me. You’ve already proven that you’re more than capable.”
He chuckles, kissing the top of my head as he murmurs, “I love you.”
With a smile on my face and sleep tapping at the edges of my consciousness, I say, “I love you, too.”
Epilogue
Eight Years Later
Trip
If Julia had let me, I would have married her the day after I came in and rescued her. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to, but she wanted us to find a house and settle in before making any other major life changes. As much as I hated to wait, I knew she was right.
Besides, we’re dedicated to spending the rest of our lives with each other. I proposed pretty damn quickly after finding the perfect ring, and I was finally able to marry the girl of my dreams. After that, it didn’t take long for me to get Julia pregnant.
Now, we’ve got our first child, my son, Ben, and Julia is four months pregnant with our second. Our lives are full of love and laughter, even if we’re both busy as hell. Julia’s sisters and the members of the MC help us out when life gets wild.
My bike purring underneath me, I take the turn to get to the diner where my wife is now working as the head server. I’m proud of her, proud of both of us actually. While she made herself important at the diner, I worked my way up in the ranks at the MC, acting as the tail gunner on our rides.
When I park out front, I notice that all of the lights are off and there isn’t any movement inside. If I had to guess, Julia’s in the office finishing up her duties so she can go home. She has noidea that I’m coming to visit, and I’ve never been happier that Rock gave me a copy of the key to the diner.
I let myself in, making sure to lock the door behind me. Then, to keep from scaring her too badly, I start humming. She’s done a lot of work since the day her parents’ murderer broke into her house, but that doesn’t mean I need to test that progress. I’m her safe space.
The office door is open, and when I poke my head in, she’s already smiling at me. The cash is already put away, and the final report is pulled up on the computer. That gorgeous smile and shining eyes draw me in. She’s absolutely glowing with her pregnancy, and my cock immediately starts to get hard.
“I wasn’t expecting to see you,” she says, turning away from me to type away on the computer, working on finishing her work.
I know that I should let her get everything done, but I can’t wait. The longer I stand here, watching her work, watching her bite her bottom lip and furrow her brow in concentration, I get harder and harder. I’m fucking tenting my jeans just by staring at my gorgeous wife.
“I’ll be done in just a minute,” she tells me, apparently unaware of how badly I need her.
“That’s too long,” I reply, coming up to her and pulling her to her feet. She gasps as I spin her around, pulling down her pants and bending her forward over the desk. I tease her inner thighs as I bend over her to whisper in her ear. “I need you right now, Julia.”
“Trip,” she whimpers, and when I finally let my hand graze her folds, I find that she’s already wet for me.
It seems like she needs me, too.
“We’ll be quick,” I promise, pressing a kiss behind her ear as I unbuckle my belt and shove my jeans and underwear down. With my cock nestled against her ass, I say, “And I’ll help you finish work when I’m done with you. I just need to be inside that tight pussy right fucking now.”
