16. Epilogue
Chapter sixteen
Epilogue
I t's been a few weeks since I've moved back to Rose Valley. After finding out that his dad was the one behind the texts, Dexter cut him out and we resumed our relationship as if there never was a break, even though it was five years. I try not to think about how it was his dad that kept me in fear for so long. How does anyone do that to their own son? Dexter says he’s fine, but I worry that he’s just avoiding his feelings.
It was a huge sigh of relief when I told my parents that I would be moving in with him. They took it fairly well. I enjoyed being back at my parents' house for a few days, but I’m glad to be living with Dexter too. Since my mom got sick, my parents have been very much into displaying their love for each other and as much as I’m glad that they love each other, I don’t need to see them pawing at each other all the time.
Moving in with him has been eye opening. He's utterly insatiable. We haven't stopped fucking since we've gotten back together. He is the worst patient. Though he's supposed to be recovering from his ribs, he refuses to take it easy, still wanting to mess around at all times. Sometimes forcing us to become pretty creative.
I also started working at my dad's mechanic shop as a manager. It's been great. My dad's paperwork was a mess, so it's taken me a little while to get it all organized, but it’s almost there. I want to get it to a point where we could automate a few things, such as bills and ordering parts.
I’ve always loved Rose Valley. When I would picture the future, I would see a house here with my husband and possibly children. I have so many great memories here. This is where I first fell in love with a boy and then fell in love with the man.
Leaving for California broke something in me and the longer I lived there, the bigger the pieces got. I was going through life in a fog and returning to Rose Valley cleared it for me.
I look over at the man who is driving. The one who has always had my heart, since I was eight years old and he was ten.
"We're here." He breaks my trance as his deep voice rumbles through me.
Glancing out my window, I see nothing but trees. Excitement runs through me and I hop out of the car. Dexter has finally started to heal and has been itching to recreate a past memory.
He comes around the front of the car and looks over at the forest, probably trying to make a game plan. Once he’s satisfied, he moves back to me. “Ready for the rules?” He asks with a devilish grin.
A bead of sweat drips down my back and I run my hands over the top of my running shorts. “Yeah, I’m ready.”
“Remember, you will get a head start. Once you hit the tree line, that’s when I’ll start the chase.”
Then he steps toward me, bending his head down to whisper in my ear, “And when I catch you, I get to fuck you right then and there.”
I swallow as my panties feel as if they are going to combust. I rub my thighs together to try and relieve some of the throbbing between my legs. Dexter gets sight of me and smirks.
“Are you ready?” he purrs.
“Yes.” I screech with the anticipation of what's coming next.
“Ready, set, go.”
As soon as he says go, I jet off and run straight for the tree line. I take a chance and glance over my shoulder and see Dexter jogging behind. He hasn’t started to run just yet, but my heart starts to race. I will my legs to move faster. I weave in and out between the trees.
The need to look to see if I can find Dexter tries to take over but I shove it away. The moment I look behind, I know he’ll be right there and I’ll be a goner.
My thighs start to chafe against my running shorts as juices from my pussy starts to drip. The anticipation of when he might get me is turning me the fuck on.
I look to my left and come to a complete stop. Right there in front of me is Dexter. How did he get ahead of me so quickly? Dexter doesn’t move he just stands as still as a statue.
You need to move, Hazel. I start to sidestep so I can continue to get away when he sprints toward me. Before I realize what he's doing, it's too late. He pushes against my shoulders until my back hits a tree and there's the delicious sting of the bark against my skin through my shirt.
My brain isn’t processing fast enough because while I’m focused on the sting of my back, Dexter already has my shorts off and is on his knees. He dips is tongue into my cunt and I can’t help but call out. He laps me up as if I’m his favorite meal. This man knows exactly what to do to get me there quickly. As I’m starting to crest to the top, Dexter sucks hard on my clit and I can’t even think straight. “Oh shit,” I moan.
He pulls away and I can see all my juices shining on his perfect face. “You are such a good girl. Are you going to come for me, Sugar Lips?”
My legs instinctively spread, and Dexter gives me a grin. He stands up and I’m a little disappointed that he’s not going to finish me off with his mouth. But when he pulls out his glorious cock, my disappointment leaves me.
He thrusts into me quickly. “Look at you, taking my cock like a good girl. Letting me stretch your pussy. It's perfect for my cock.”
Dexter pins me against the tree with his hips as he grabs my thighs and forces me to wrap them around his waist. The idea of him fucking me in a semipublic area gets me going so much that I can feel myself dripping down his balls.
I lean into him and crash my lips to his. He groans against me as he picks up the speed of our fucking. I thrust against him with each one. My tits are bouncing up and down with his every move. I cup them and pinch my nipples as his cock scrapes against me.
“Holy shit. I’m coming, Dex. Keep going.”
“Don’t you worry, Sugar Lips; I will fuck you every day of our lives.”
As my pussy clenches around his cock, I feel Dexter swell and with a roar, he comes inside me.
He rests his head against my forehead. “Shit, you are so good, Hazel. I love fucking you.”
“Just fucking me?” I tease.
“Of course not.” He kisses my forehead. “I love you too.”
My chest warms with his words and how he easily says it. “I love you more."
He grins at my statement, but before he can utter a comeback, Dexter’s phone starts to ring in his pocket, and he lets me down. I try not to be too disappointed as he pulls out of me. He answers his phone as I find my shorts and put them back on.
I glance over at him while I’m getting dressed and his forehead scrunches. “Yeah, okay. I can do that. I’ll be there in the morning.”
“What was that about?” I ask the moment he hangs up.
He grabs my hand and starts to pull me back toward where the car is parked, urgently. “It was Mateo. I guess he’s having trouble with a client and wants me to take over.”
“That’s weird, right?”
He pauses for a moment and then he mutters, “Yeah, a little bit. I’m betting there is more to the story than we know. Everything my brother does, he usually has a reason."
When we reach the car, he opens the door for me and I get into the passenger seat. Dexter hops in the driver seat and looks over at me, “Are you ready to go home?”
“Yes, let's go home,” I say with a grin.
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