Epilogue
Maverick
One year later
I slid the wedding band on my wife’s finger and kissed her hand. Genevieve did the same with mine and a few minutes later, a justice of peace introduced us for the first time as husband and wife.
“Are you watching that again?” Genevieve plopped her sexy ass next to me on the couch, both of us enjoying a lazy Saturday at home. I planned on baking some bread and cooking beef stew for dinner, one of our favorite meals.
“Maybe…” I tried to hide my phone, but it was no use. She already saw what I was watching. “Okay, fine, I was. Is that such a bad thing?”
“Baby,” Genevieve stroked the side of my face with her soft hand. “Of course it isn’t. I think it’s adorable you watch our wedding video over and over. It was the most perfect day.”
“It really was. All because of you.” I lifted her into my lap and wrapped my arms around her, hugging her curvy frame to my large one. We fit together perfectly, like we were made for each other, and I truly believed we were.
I never expected to find love, especially not a love like this.
“Growing up without a family was awful, G. I don’t want to ever feel like that again.
I went into the orphanage as an orphan and I came out the same way, never adopted, kicked out of foster home after foster home.
I was so lost, and I felt like I’d never find my way.
Until I made the hard decision to join the military.
Not only did they pay my way through college with carpentry and electrician classes, but they also helped me get my license in both and a few specialties as well.
It got my life on track and gave me direction.
Landing here was a lucky draw, and even luckier was getting a job on Thane’s crew.
I didn’t think love was for me and I was okay with it.
I accepted it. And then I met you. I wasn’t about to turn you away.
You were the best present I was given. And I’ll forever be thankful. ”
“Aw, Maverick. That’s so much for a child to go through. I’m so sorry. I can only imagine how you must’ve felt as a little boy.”
“Thank you. I love you so much, Genevieve. So fucking much.” I kissed her again and again, keeping her in my lap, the friction of her large hips against my dick hitting just right.
My erection sprang up quick and suddenly, I wanted her naked and I wanted her naked now. “Stand up and strip for me, baby.”
Genevieve climbed off my lap and stripped down to nothing, watching as I did the same. I sat back down on the couch and pulled her on top of me once more, my dick ready and waiting to be sat on.
I took her face between both my hands and kissed her over and over, working up the passion between us as it grew hotter and hotter.
I lowered one hand, moving between her legs, and feeling inside her pussy, making sure she was wet enough for me.
“Always so hot and tight and ready for me, baby.” I growled.
“Always.” Genevieve breathed. I lifted her up, lined up my cock right at her entrance, and plunged her onto my dick, all the way until my balls hit her pelvis.
As I thrusted, she grinded her pussy on my dick, her hands playing with her breasts and nipples. I so wished I could take a picture of her, how beautiful and perfect she looked sitting on top of my dick like a good girl. “You’re a good girl, right? Or have you been a bad girl?”
I leaned my ear close to his and licked the outer shell. I felt his arms break out into goosebumps beneath my fingers. “You know I’m a bad girl. Are you going to punish me?”
“Fuck yeah, I am. And you’re going to love it.”
I loved how hot and dirty our sex was.
I loved how hot and dirty my wife was.
And I loved our love. How special it was, how quickly it happened, and how I wouldn’t change a damn thing about it.
“I love you, Genevieve. Always and forever baby.”
“Always and forever.”
THE END