Epilogue
Austin
One year later
I put a ring on Ruby’s finger a couple of months later.
We were married in less than a month. I couldn’t wait any longer to call her my wife .
Now she is seven months pregnant with our daughter, and I couldn’t keep her from working at the bakery even if I tied her up in bed.
A memory rushed through my head. It was so much fun when we took turns tying each other up in the bedroom. She went wild beneath me as I had my way with her.
My dirty thoughts didn’t help suppress my hard dick as I watched her scurry around the bakery, her cute belly round and plump with my baby. The floral sundress she wore with the spaghetti straps made it unbearable. My cock was so fucking swollen, and I wanted to shove my face between her ass cheeks.
If only she’d accept my help. I offered it earlier, but she refused.
The bakery was closed for the day. All that was left were a few orders to be dropped off on the way home. Which is why I was here. I took her to and from work since I didn’t want her driving anymore. She was growing precious cargo. Not to mention, she herself was precious cargo. I’d protect her forever.
“Why don’t you sit and let me finish packing the orders? You’ve worked all day, muffin.” I started calling her that after we moved in together. She loved it, so it stuck.
My place was big enough that we moved Gran in, too. Now she rented her cottage out to a young woman.
Ruby wiped her hands on her apron. “Thanks, babe, but it’s easier if I do it. I already know who ordered what. Besides, I’m done.” She stacked the boxes and I loaded my truck. About a month ago, I upgraded to an extended cab. Now, I had room for our daughter and for bakery orders. Of course, Kane had his own spot in front. He was still and always will be the number one fur baby.
I helped her close up shop and walked her to the car. Kane was already waiting in his spot. He’d spent the morning at the groomer’s and came home smelling clean, with a fresh haircut and a bow tie.
“Aw, what a good boy,” Ruby said to Kane. He licked her face as I helped her into the truck. “Ew!” She laughed.
She thought I was only going to hold her hand, which I usually did, but tonight, I lifted her and placed her on the truck seat. I nudged her legs apart with my knee and stepped between them. I took her face between my hands and kissed her soft red lips.
I ran my hands over her plump curves. She’d filled out more since carrying our baby, and fuck, it made my dick hard.
“Is it bad that I want to fuck you right here, right now?”
She grinned up at me, her eyes dark and only half open. “Is it bad if I let you?”
I didn’t wait for her answer.
“Kane, go run around,” I growled, and the dog immediately listened. I wasted no time.
I kissed her mouth, my tongue swirling inside as I pushed the straps of her dress down. The tops of her creamy breasts begged to be licked, but it could wait until later. I wanted to be inside her. Now .
In one swift move, I hiked up her skirt, pulled her panties off, and lifted her up. I gently turned her over and caressed her round, perfect ass cheeks. I kissed each one while I pulled my cock out of my pants.
I lined my cock up at her entrance and dipped the head inside. I groaned at the warm wetness that beckoned me in.
“Fuck me, baby.”
“What was that, muffin?” I slid the tip in a bit farther and back out again.
“Please, baby. Fuck me.”
I thrust deep inside, and we both cried out. I slapped her ass cheek, and she ground her ass against my pelvis, my cock so fucking deep I couldn’t see straight. And then we moved. In and out. Perfectly in sync.
All I heard was the slapping of skin and our moans and whispers of desire.
When we both came together, it was fucking pure, utter bliss.
“I love you so much, Ruby.”
“And I love you so much. Now feed me. Your wife and daughter are hungry.”
I laughed as I helped her stand and straighten her dress. “Don’t worry, muffin. Already ordered our takeout.” I grabbed her panties and tucked them in the back pocket of my cargo shorts. “You’ll get those back later. If you’re a good girl.”
Ruby ran her hand through my beard. “How did I get so lucky?”
“More like how did I?”
I kissed her again for the millionth time with the promise of a million more kisses to come.
THE END