Epilogue
Four Years Later
Kyle
The air buzzes with excitement, an energy that vibrates through the crowd.
I shift on my feet, trying to find a comfortable position, but it’s no use.
There’s no calming my frantic heart. All my nerves of steel are shot when it comes to my girlfriend.
She’s the only person who can draw this reaction from me.
And no, my nerves have nothing to do with the secret I’m keeping from her.
I scan the sea of faces, searching, waiting…
And then, she enters.
Vivienne is vision in a flowing black gown, her smile wide and radiant, and I fall in love with her all over again.
She’s stunning. Absolutely breathtaking.
Her dark brown hair, usually falling down her back, is neatly pulled back, revealing the delicate curve of her neck.
The sunlight catches the subtle highlights, making them shimmer like gold.
I watch my girl move through the storm of people, her eyes searching, and when they find mine, I watch as that beautiful smile widens. And then she’s running toward me, flinging her arms around my shoulders with such giddy joy that I can’t help but mirror her.
“I did it,” she whispers into my ear, her arms tightening around my neck. “God, Kyle. I did it. I…I didn’t think I could do it.”
“You did it,” I respond, tightening my arms around her, holding her close to me.
“Thank you.”
“No, baby, it was all you,” I assure her, pulling back to look at those pretty hazel eyes, filled with tears now. “Congratulations.”
She laughs, wiping the tears with the backs of her hands as she turns to acknowledge the others with me. I want to hold her tight by my side and never let go, but I move aside and give them a chance to congratulate her.
She’s glowing. Her cheeks are flushed, her eyes sparkling with more unshed tears. Lord above, she looks perfect!
I want her. My desires are far too explicit for such a public place, but Christ, I’m already hard just thinking of getting her someplace private and giving her a proper congratulations.
She could keep the graduation gown on as I lick her top to bottom, savoring the honey-sweet juices of her arousal.
Fuck!
I need to control myself.
My phone rings in my jacket and I welcome the distraction, excusing myself from the crowd and stepping away to answer it. I feel Viv’s eyes follow me and when I turn around, her brows are knitted. I toss her a grin.
“Everything’s ready,” the voice on the other end of the line says. “The keys are in the lock box. I’ll text you the code.”
“Thanks,” I say before hanging up.
I’m not good at keeping secrets from my girlfriend.
It’s hard to get anything past her, which shows how distracted she’s been these last couple of weeks.
Hell, months. Preparing for her graduation and working on last-minute school details has kept her occupied enough that she barely noticed the secret phone calls and late-night meetings I had with her brother and her friends.
I don’t immediately walk back to her, instead standing back and watching the love of my life interact with our MC family and other friends.
Attending college was a dream Viv never thought she could pursue, and when she mentioned it in passing one day, I couldn’t get it out of my mind.
I shared her dream with her brother and together, we encouraged her to chase after it. And she did.
“Are you going to stand there just watching her?” A hand claps my shoulder and I turn around to find Knox standing next to me. “She looks beautiful, doesn’t she?”
“Stunning,” I respond.
“It’s just yesterday I was carrying her to daycare,” he says, his voice thick with emotion. “Christ, how time flies.” He turns to me. “I’m trusting you with my baby sister, Kyle. I know you’ll take good care of her.”
I take the blessing for what it is. He knows what I plan on doing today, and this is his final stamp of approval. “I will,” I assure him. “I’ll protect her with my life.”
“Good.”
We turn to watch her for a bit and when she beckons us over, we go. I wrap a possessive arm around her waist and pull her to my side. “The party’s happening at Crown’s, right?” she asks, alluding to the club she manages.
“Yes,” I tell her. I just don’t point out that the main guest of honor won’t be there. “Everything’s already set.”
Slowly, the conversation winds down and everyone heads to their motorcycles so we can all ride to the restaurant. “You’re driving?” she asks when she spots the car, seemingly disappointed that I didn’t bring the bike in. “Did something happen to the bike?”
“No,” I say, opening the front door for her. Her brows knit but she climbs in, waits until I’m in the driver’s seat to ask me again.
“Kyle, everyone’s riding their bikes to the restaurant,” she whispers, peering out the window as my brother rides past us. “Were you worried about my gown?”
“Nope.”
Her eyes narrow and I can tell she’s not awfully pleased with my non-answers, but I don’t trust myself to speak and not reveal the secret I’ve kept from her for over a month.
Four years we’ve been together, and it’s a real battle keeping things from her.
One stern look from those pretty hazel eyes and I’ll be spitting out everything.
“You know, back when I worked as a waitress in LA, before my knight in shining armor rescued me from that purgatory, I used to picture myself running the place,” she says after a moment of silence.
“Organizing events and overseeing everything. I would daydream of a different reality where I went to college, earned a degree in hospitality management and worked at a five-star restaurant.”
I reach over and take her hand in mine. “You’re living that reality now, sweetheart.”
“I am,” she muses, settling back on the seat and closing her eyes. She doesn’t notice when I break away from our entourage and take a different lane. “I have a new dream now.”
“What is it?”
“It comes in steps,” she says. “One of them involves running my own restaurant someday, and the other…well, it’s a secret.”
I chuckle. “There are no secrets between us, remember?”
“Says the guy who’s been running around, making secret phone calls and coming home at odd hours of the night.”
“You noticed!”
She laughs. “Hard not to with all the obvious tiptoeing and hushed phone conversations. I would have put more effort into eavesdropping if I weren’t so darn busy with my graduation.” She turns to me. “You and Knox aren’t planning on doing something crazy, right?”
She doesn’t know. Not yet, at least. “Define crazy.”
“A heist? Bank robbery?”
I laugh as I navigate the winding road. “A heist, sweetheart? Really?”
“So, what is it?” she asks, tapping impatiently on the dashboard. I glance at her, a smile playing on my lips, but I don’t answer. She huffs and turns away, staring straight ahead, and she must notice we’re no longer heading to the restaurant because she whips around to look at me. “Where are we?”
“It’s a secret.”
“Kyle!”
The road narrows, becoming a ribbon of asphalt that weaves its way through a dense forest. The trees close in, their branches forming a canopy overhead, and the air grows cooler, scented with pine and damp earth.
“Patience, baby,” I say, reaching over to take her hand in mine as we drive up.
I feel her eyes on me, but she stays silent by my side until the cabin I booked for the weekend comes into view.
I slow the car, my heart racing as I stare up at the quaint, cozy place nestled among the trees.
The cabin is a charming, rustic structure built of weathered wood, with a stone chimney, and it looks so perfect with the sunlight filtering through the trees and dappling its exterior in shifting patterns of light and shadow.
I turn off the engine and I’m about to turn to my girlfriend but she surprises me by launching herself at me, knocking the air from my lungs.
I groan when I feel her mouth press down on mine.
I pull her onto my lap but she’s already moving, straddling me as her mouth slants over mine.
I groan at the taste of her lips and that wild jasmine scent that clings to her skin.
After four years, it still drives me crazy.
I should put some distance between us before I tear off her clothes and take her right here in the fucking car, especially when I already have a bed covered with rose petals inside the cabin, but pulling away is hard. It’s always been fucking hard putting any sort of distance between Viv and me.
She’s everything.
And Christ, when she gets like this…it scrambles all thoughts from my mind.
“I want you,” she whispers into the kiss, her fingers dropping between us to tug at my shirt. Her fingers keep slipping on the buttons, causing her to cry out in frustration and rip at the fabric, sending the buttons flying between us. “Need you so bad.”
“Let’s go inside, sweetheart,” I say, kissing her back with just as much fervor.
“No, here,” she pushes, breaking the kiss and dipping her face into my neck, licking and sucking at my skin, rolling her perfect little ass on my lap and over my aching cock. With a growl, I slide my hand into her graduation gown, cupping her breasts over the dress she has underneath.
Fuck, I need to taste her now. Those nipples hardening against my finger…I want to feel them in my mouth, suckle until she’s writhing and helpless for me. As I am for her.
As I always am with her.
I reach out and open the car door, and we’re spilling out of the car and onto the grass.
I spin her onto her back and rip open the gown, dropping my head to her breast and licking her pebbled nipple through her dress.
She cries out, arching into me. Her hands move to tug my shirt over my shoulders, nails scratching my back as I slide my hand up her dress and yank her panties down her thighs, tossing them somewhere in the grass.
I grin down at her, unable to resist teasing her with our familiar game. “You want me to take you right here, in the open, where anyone could see us?”
“Yes!” She gasps with pleasure when I slide my finger into her sex and find her dripping wet, her back arching off the forest floor when I slide my digit into her, sucking wetly at her nipple through the dress and thrusting hard and fast into her wet cunt, her cries echoing through the trees.
I look around, knowing there’s no one around for miles, and growl into her ear, “I wouldn’t care if some hiker did come out of those woods right now. I’d still fuck you right here on the ground—make it clear who you belong to.”
She shudders at my words, caught up in the fantasy.
This gorgeous woman, with a body made for sin, is all mine. She belonged to me on that night when she opened the motel door, and she’s belonged to me every day since.
Mine.
I remove my finger and slide my hand up to grip her ass as I line my cock up with her pussy, locking my eyes with hers as I rub my aching shaft over her wet cunt before slowly entering her. Our eyes stay locked on each other as I sink deeper into her, her thighs spreading to accommodate more of me.
And it’s perfect. The moment. Her eyes. The way her mouth parts in a gasp as I stretch her tight little pussy with my cock.
She’s perfect.
Emotions I didn’t anticipate catch in my throat as I stare down at my woman. Before her, I watched my brothers get into relationships and fall in love, start families. I witnessed something other than the club become important to them, and I never imagined it happening to me.
And yet, here I am. Picturing the rest of my life with Vivienne.
I want it all.
The wedding. The house. The kids.
With her, I want forever.
“Take me,” she whispers, cupping my jaw and pulling my face down on hers. “Make me yours, Kyle.”
I brush my lips over hers before pulling back to watch her as I rear back and then slam my hips hard, pinning her to the ground.
Her eyes grow dazed and her mouth parts with a gasp as I take her, hard and fast, like an animal set on marking its mate.
Her hand moves to my back and her nails dig in as I start to hammer into her, every stroke making her eyes widen in bliss.
She sobs, scratching at me as I take her in a fast rhythm, her beautiful tits shaking with every thrust. Her sounds grow choppy and her thighs begin to shake, trembling hard against mine.
“So close,” she sobs, seconds before her pussy clamps down around my cock, body arching and straining off the forest floor, violent tremors rocking through her.
She screams, her thighs rushing to squeeze my sides, and I climax with a bellow, digging my hands into her ass and squeezing hard as I pour my seed into her.
It’s an endless stream of white that leaks down her thighs as I hammer her through the climax, pounding her sex until my muscles finally relax and I collapse on top of her.
We’re both panting as I roll onto my back to stare up at the blue sky and enjoy the silent forest.
“Not that I’m complaining,” I start, turning my head to look at my girlfriend. “But I wonder what made you jump me in the car.”
“I wanted you.”
“Baby…” I take her hand and bring her fingers to my lips. “You know there’s a bed inside.”
“We’ll make use of it too,” she says, sitting up. She laughs when she sees the state of our clothes and hair. “Is this what you’ve been planning? A little hideaway after my graduation?”
It’s more than that, and I’m suddenly nervous. “Why don’t we head inside? I have something to show you.”
I straighten my clothes then climb to my feet and help her with hers.
I chuckle at the leaves and grass in her hair as we walk to the front of the cabin.
I input the code into the lock box and grab the key, my heart pounding in my ears.
I take a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves as I hear the soft click of the key in the lock. The door swings inward.
The club wives did a great job with the place, and setting up the table for our romantic dinner, but I’m more nervous about the petals spread over the floor, spelling out the question that’s been burning in my mind and heart for years.
Will you marry me?
I’m already down and on one knee with the ring box open when Viv’s head whips around to me, her eyes wide with surprise. Tears quickly gather in those beautiful eyes of hers. “It wasn’t a heist,” she sniffs.
I chuckle, feeling some of the fear fade. “It wasn’t.”
“It’s better than any heist,” she whispers, tears rolling down her cheeks as she drops to her knees in front of me and throws her arms around me. “My other dream is to start a family with you, Kyle.”
My heart clenches at her words but I still need an answer. “Will you marry me?”
She nods, burying her face in my neck, and I feel the wetness of her tears. “I will,” she sniffs. “In this life and the next one. I’ll be your wife.”
~The End
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