Page 10 of Wishing for the Lumbersnack
“Nah, she’ll just brag at how great she is.” Deke laughed. “I kid, I kid. She’ll love it.”
The following week, Deke moved into my place, Buggie already settled in and happily adjusted with my two kitties. We fell into an easy routine of work during the day, nights spent together, and weekends for side projects. Sometimes Deke would help around the shelter, filling in where he could, which was always a huge help. But most importantly, we found time for each other.
The days and weeks passed by, and we fell deeper in love with each other every day.
How we meshed together so well was still a mystery, but it was one I never wanted to solve.
And neither did he.
EPILOGUE
Deke
Ten months later
I carriedmy bride over the threshold of the cabin’s doorstep, our new home away from home, and also our romantic honeymoon getaway. A two for one, I liked to call it.
After showing my wood trinkets to Serafina, she convinced me to sell them, but to accept only custom orders to keep the pressure of making them low. And it worked. After saving all of my earnings, I bought us a fixer upper cabin up by the lake, a place for us to vacation and bring our children, maybe even come live here for good when we hit retirement age.
For now, it was all fixed up with the help of my logging crew, and Thane’s construction crew in town, and after marrying Serafina in a private ceremony this morning, I brought her up here to show it to her for the first time in its newly renovated state.
“Surprise!” I said as I spun her around, revealing all the new custom woodwork, a brand-new fireplace, and a back porch, with a larger patio off of it extending into the backyard.
“Oh my God, Deke! This is beautiful! Let me down, I want to see!”
“No way am I letting you down. Not until I’ve had my way with you first. As man and wife.”
Serafina’s eyes darkened, set ablaze with a fiery passion. “Is that so?”
“Yes,wife.”I loved how that word tumbled out of my mouth, the passion and desire behind it, the possessiveness and protectiveness that I vowed today to forever give to her. The love of my life.
Aubrey, my sister, couldn’t believe how fast and hard I’d fallen for Serafina, but she stood behind me one hundred percent. In fact, she set up the little surprise I had waiting for my wife upstairs in the bedroom.
I carried her up the stairs and into the bedroom, the room aglow with soft lighting and rose petals scattered across the bed. A tray of chocolate-covered strawberries and an ice bucket with champagne and two glasses sat on the nightstand, and I already had plans for those berries.
Setting my wife down gently, we slowly undressed each other, leaving her in a white lacy bra and panties set and thigh high stockings with lace trim at the top. I growled at the sight of her as I yanked off my tuxedo, feeling as if I couldn’t undress fast enough.
My hands and mouth were on her in less than a second, our bodies tumbling onto the bed as we melted into each other, our kisses fiery and passionate. I sipped on her like she was fine wine, licking, tasting, savoring every bit of her delicious mouth and when we broke apart, our lips swollen and tingly, I growled as I looked her over, laid out before me, in only white lace.
I picked up a chocolate-covered strawberry from the tray and ran it over my lips, teasing her with the luscious fruit. I traced the outline of her lips with it and her lips parted slightly, opening for the sweet fruit. She bit down softly, and a small moan escaped from her throat.
My cock strained beneath my pants, the desire to bury myself deep inside her too strong to ignore.
Serafina licked her lips, a trace of chocolate left behind, as I dragged the fruit lower, down her chin, along her neck, to the swell of her ample breasts beneath her lacy bra. As much as I wanted to tear the fabric off her skin, I wanted to savor this moment with her, sear it into my brain, and never forget.
I licked the traces of chocolate left behind with my tongue, tasting the sweetness of her skin mixed with the richness of the confection, and I yearned to taste more.
Nipping at the lacy material, I pulled it down past one breast, exposing her taut, pink nipple.
She gasped as my mouth closed over it and sucked. Hard.
Fuck, she’s perfect.
Her hands dipped beneath my boxers and wrapped around my cock, stroking the hard shaft, the shaft that always got hard for her.
In the past ten months, we had endless amounts of sex, never able to get enough of each other and always wanting more. I loved how she craved me, climbed on top of me in the middle of the night, sucking on my dick until it hardened and climbing on top to help herself.
But tonight, I was in control.
