Epilogue
Nash
Three months later…
N erves are taking over my entire being while driving my truck down this old dirt road. The end of this dirt road holds my future with the fiery redhead sitting next to me blindfolded.
“Nash. Oh my Hades, this road is so bumpy. Do you plan on tying me up to a tree then leaving me for the critters?”
Laughing, I choke out, “No, Willa. Well, tying you up, yes, leaving you, no.”
“That sounds nice, Sir,” she purrs as her grin grows larger when she hears me grit my teeth.
I finally see the lanterns hanging from the large oaks, letting me know we are close. Still on Willa’s family's property, I figured asking her the most important question should take place where all the problems started. To close this gap of history and begin anew. My brothers and friends were in charge of sitting up. Reaching the opening in the field, I can see they outdid themselves. The whole area around the pond and trees are lit up with lanterns and firefly lights. Natural fireflies adorn the space as the sky turns to dusk.
Taking deep breaths, I walk to her passenger door, and upon opening it, I take one more look at her before offering my hand. Willa wears a strapless blue dress that matches her eyes perfectly. My fiery angel that I am willing to give my heart and soul to. She apparently always possessed them anyhow. Guiding her out of the truck, I reach back to undo her blindfold. She is breathless, taking in the site in front of her. Bending down on one knee, I await for her to take notice. Once she does, her hand flies over mouth, and “Hades,” flies out of it.
“Willa, my sweet Cherry. My soulmate. We seemed to have strayed off the paths that led to each other for some time. Now that we are on the same path, I choose to only continue down it with you, regardless of what other roads you may lead us down. Love undermines my feelings for you. Everything I feel for you. The intimacy between us is an uncontrolled fire that will never burn out. My endearment to your crass language but refusing to take the lord's name in vain astonishes me daily.” She giggles, making my heart clench more. “Your obsession with old westerns and Greek mythology is uncanny, but keeps me entertained. You have re-wired my heart to beat as your own. Your body is the siren that calls to mine. That calls me home. The body that I will worship forever. The lips I will give my last breath too. I will always protect you, respect you, let you fly off the handle for good reasons, punish you when they are not.” I waggle my brows and give her a wink. “Support you in all rodeo endeavors. Allow you to truly focus on that if you ever want to leave teaching. I will give you the world, and in return, all I want is you by my side through eternity. Loving me, to be my partner in all things.” Opening the ring box, it flashes a simple flawless oval diamond surrounded by tiny ice blue diamonds that sparkle and shine in any light. Just like her eyes.
“YES!” she screams then tackles me to the ground. Straddling me, I place the ring on her finger, then she tackles me in kisses.
Grunting, I mutter, “Willa, as much as I want to devour you at this moment, the gentleman in me feels he must wine and dine you first.”
“Such a gentleman, Sir.” Standing up, I slightly lift her dress and smack her ass, only to find she is completely bare underneath.
I lift her over my shoulders, sitting her on my truck's tailgate. Knowing she has a wicked smirk on her face, I try to ignore her, while laying out the blanket on the grass and gathering the basket of food and wine. Once I have laid out, Willa comes to sit on the blanket with me. The stars are now scattered across the night sky giving the perfect backdrop to the lantern lit trees. Sounds of crickets and frogs in the background serenade us as we sip the muscadine wine.
“Nash, this is more than I could have imagined. You are more than I ever thought I deserved. You are right. The word love just does not convey what we have.” Now laying with her head in my lap, looking up at me. I slowly glide my hand towards her wetness when she lets the slightest moan escape her lips. My control to ravage her is dwindling. Looking back down to her, she whispers, “more,” and that is all I need. Crawling down between her legs, my hands hook her thighs, pulling her closer to me. She pulls her dress over her head, leaving her body naked and open. Just for me. I begin to lick and play with my now fiancé.
Pushing my hand down on her lower abdomen, I murmur in a gravely tone, “You taste so fucking good, Willa. Never enough.” Plunging my tongue into her pink wetness. Nipping at her folds as her hands grip the earth beneath her. Clinging to this assault of pleasure. My name rolling off her lips in desire, lights more of a bright burning arousal within me. “Let go, Cherry, I have you,” I growl out, pushing two of my fingers inside to heighten the high. Curling them in against her contacting muscles, causing her to release onto my mouth and hand.
“Fuck,” she says in a shortened breath as I continue to lap her cum up, then pushing my fingers back inside of her sleek wetness because this night is far from over. Willa sits up, moving closer to me as my fingers thread her.
“I want more. More you, inside me now.” Moving my hand herself, she undoes the buttons of pants, pulling them down with my boxers until my cock springs free. Still pushing down my pants, her head reaches lower until her tongue licks my tip. My beast is unleashed, flipping her over onto her back. I lower myself back between her legs and begin to push into her. Taking her nipple into my mouth, she arches perfectly for me off the ground. Pushing deeper in, against the resistance of her tightness. No matter how many times my cock has been inside her, she is always so damn tight. I fucking love it, I crave the tightness when she is wrapped around me.
“You feel so good. Fucking good.” A few strides slowly in and out, her cum coats my dick.
“Nash…please,” she begs.
“Be a good girl, Willa, patience.” I see the flicker in her eyes before her hips move when her hands grip my ass, slamming me deep inside her.
“Willa,” I grit through my teeth. She wants more, I am going to give her more. Beginning to pound hard into her with my hands on her hips, I lift her up to me as I sit back on my knees, giving her all I have.
“More!” she yells. I am driving into her cunt so hard I lose all my senses except the feeling of her tightness around me. I bite into her soft neck, holding back the obscenities I want to shout. She claws at my back like a ravenous animal, knowing she is on the verge of her awakening.
“Not yet Willa, not yet.” Tears form at the corner of her eyes from the pleasure and pain her body is experiencing. Unwrapping her legs from around me, pushing her knees apart and closer to her body, I continue to slam into her sweetness harder.
“Nash…begging…I...I can’t.” Moving my hand down to play with her clit and ring, I pull her nipple into my mouth again to suck and bite it, doing everything I know to do to send her in a tailspin over the edge. I am growing closer to the edge as she reaches up and licks my chest, using me as her grasp on life. I’m there with every muscle contraction, and my cock releases deep inside of her. As if her body knows, she clenches harder around me.
“Good girl, milk me as you release over me… Jesus, Willa.” We ride out this tsunami of an orgasm together. My dick is still pulsing inside because I never want to leave her cave. Her falling back on the blanket trying to catch her breath, makes me admire her in a different light. She took a hundred percent of me and never wavered. Only begged for more. My lips trail kisses down her collarbone. “You are one with my soul and body, Willa,” I whisper into her ear.
I allow her to roll me over, letting her velvet heat straddle my lap. Reaching behind herself, she gradually massages my balls while rubbing her heat gently against me. Taking no time for my dick to spring back to life and wanting more. She lifts herself then slides down my length. “Let me ride you, Cowboy.”
No protests coming from me and pushing her down further, I feel the tip of my shaft hit the back of her insides. She moans loudly, setting off the action of her rotating her hips around me. “Fuck,” I drag out as nothing has ever felt this extraordinary, this intense. My hands rise to her breasts to palm, to distract me from jetting in her already.
“Ride me, baby. Ride me.” And she does. Quick and hard. Deep and unrelenting, pushing herself into another release, screaming my name into the lit up sky. Before she comes completely back down, I flip her off and set up behind her. Dragging my length down her crack until it finds her opening. Slamming back into her from behind, she arches back, allowing me to wrap her hair around my hand, pulling her back. I don’t relent or release her hair, no matter how much she moans and yelps. Because I know she is loving it. She enjoys this roughness I give her. She strives to be a good girl. “Good girl,” I say, taking my other hand to slap her ass. She yelps, but she pushes her ass back into me further.
“More,” she moans, so I slap her ass again, feeling her clench around my cock. “You ass and cunt are loving this? Aren’t they?” Slapping her ass one more time, because I am coming inside her again, while she rides out another high against me. I pull out while I am still streaming just to let it stream down her ass crack and down her front. Fingering her to calm down her release. “This, this, Willa, is all mine.”
“Always,” she whispers back. Rolling her over, I collapse half on her and half on the ground to not crush her. Squeezing her into my arms, I tenderly kiss her forehead. This is what I came back for. She is why I survived, she needs me in all the ways I need her.
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WILLA
A year later…
This weekend is everything I have been working for. Ringo and I made it to the American with full sponsorship. Every event we became more of a duo than before. Not that any of it has been unchallenging. I fought with Nash to enter the April qualifying event, but he should have known I would win and prevail. Not just with him but in the event. Including every event after also. Now I am ranked second in the US. If this is to be the final outcome I would be happy. Legit happy. Ringo and I have come so far this past year. Through all the wreckage I have realized how tough I truly am and can drive through anything. Especially with Nash by my side.
I got my girls’ rodeo team to nationals, and they brought home the National Title. Now it looks like we are heading back in a few weeks. Though Nash said I could quit teaching, I am not ready to give it up. I am too independent not to have my own income, own job. I know he would hundred times support me and give me everything material because he does this anyway, but the path I forged for myself a long time ago allowed me to be me, and I love all of me, even the broken parts. I need to be busy, use my brain, my hands, and give back. Teaching and coaching allow me to do that daily.
Tilly seems to be less happy with her career, so I find her more often asking if she can cover my lessons and ranch duties. Which has been a lifesaver given how crazy this past year has been. Sometimes I think her and Dirks are the ones running the ranch together, and they always seem like they are up to something when I catch them around. Amity and Blake are still together. I swear they fight over the stupidest shit, just so they can make up. Lana got married back in fall, and of course it was beautiful and all she had dreamt of since being a little girl. She really found Prince Charming, and they are already expecting their first baby this summer. The girls and I are excited to become Aunties and be part of this precious baby's life.
For me, Brooks found himself behind bars for a very extended timeline that not even his dear ol’ daddy can rescue him. Blake ha s also let me know of his “people” he knows on the inside that will make sure he is well taken care of. I never ask how he has people, but I have also learned over time, the Holdings have their clutches too. They don’t play dirty, but they definitely don’t get taken advantage of either. If I have that to my advantage then I am at peace. That asshole deserves every bit of cruel karma coming his way.
Already saddled in on Ringo, we walk up to the release gate. We are up in two. Waiting, I take in the packed arena, the flashing lights, and then my biggest fan, Nash. My now husband. We both had been so busy with all things, that I just handed off the planning to our moms. They have become rapid best friends, and our families are always together when Nash's mom and dad are in town.
When Nash's grandmother first met me she thought I was Ellie. Which I did not mind because she talked sweetly about Nash and I being together and how cute we looked at our young age. It was a sweet glimpse into how their relationship was and what her feelings were about Nash and I. The second time I met her, she recognized me as Willa. Saying how much I looked like Ellie and shared with me their past, shenanigans they used to get into and conversations they had between letters. Along with how Rosa was the bind that twined everyone back together. Never letting up because she saw how much my grandmother and Lainey missed each other. I was ecstatic to be able to honor our families relationship in the wedding with the combining of sands for all of us to have.
The wedding was as lavish and as Texas as one could have imagined. Texas’s most sexy bachelor of the Holdings name was officially going off the market, and everyone wanted in. It was a fairytale wedding from riding in on Doc Holiday to the aisle for my pa to walk me, to the I do’s, through the reception and night ended in pure ecstasy. Part of my vows to Nash were, he better buckle up because it is going to be a wild ride. So I only laugh to myself when I take a closer look at his shirt saying “Ready for my wild ride” with a vinyl seat belt across the shirt. Shaking my head, I send him a wink, clicking Ringo to move up.
“You ready for this, boy?” I whisper lovingly, rubbing his neck down. He stomps his hoof, giving me the indication he is more than ready. The gate opens as the other rider comes out, and Ringo lines up. Once the buzzer sounds, we take off like lighting.
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Thank you for reading Nash and Willa’s story.