Chapter 17
Fuse
Two Weeks Later
This was gonna be one of the most fuckin’ exciting days of our lives.
One I’d been dreaming about for a long time, and it could finally happen because Viper got dealt club justice and we didn’t have to worry about him popping back up in our lives again.
We also agreed to let Bran work out his punishment with the Sons of Rage.
Some of the brothers wanted to give him a dirt nap, particularly Tex.
His son, Levi, was doing okay, and they’d all returned to Las Salinas with the rest of Savage Legion, but I was sure if Tex ever crossed paths with him again, then he was a dead man.
But in the end, we decided it was a fair compromise to let the Sons of Rage take him because they were the ones that brought him into this mess.
Today, Winter didn’t ask where we were going.
She just happily complied when I asked her to dress warm and come on a ride with me.
I think this woman really does love me, and I for fuckin’ sure love her.
She eagerly climbed onto the back of my bike wearing my property cut.
Seeing her sitting there looking all bold and beautiful got to me like nothing else ever had.
I swear to fuckin’ God she looked like she was born to be on my bike.
When we turned off the main road onto the long gravel drive, she leaned around to see where we were going. She gasped when the house came into view.
I proudly pulled up in front of my house and cut the engine.
The house sat on eleven acres of flat land with a view of the mountains in the distance.
It was a big farmhouse with a wraparound porch.
I renovated it all myself, including the intricate stonework around the foundation and porch.
I did the landscaping myself and the prospects that normally mow my lawn have done a good job.
There’s also a barn at the back of the property that I hadn’t touched yet.
There were only so many weekends in a month after all.
Winter pulled her helmet off and asked, “What’s all this about?”
“Figured it was time to show you my place,” I responded. “Now that we don’t have to worry about Viper stalking you, we can get out of the clubhouse and live like normal folk.” I paused. “You’re the first one to see it since the renovations.”
She turned and looked at me with an expression I couldn’t fully read. “How long have you had this?”
“Closed on it eighteen months ago,” I said. “I was working on it right up until Viper began sucking up all my time.”
She looked back at the house. “Fuse, it’s huge.”
“I know,” I said. “I wanted a big house in case I ended up with a bunch of kids.”
I put my arm around her shoulders and pulled her in for a hug.
“Come on, let me show it to you.”
She smiled up at me. “I can’t wait to see everything.”
The inside was better than the outside. When we went into my big open kitchen, she ran her hand over the granite countertop on the island. “It’s lovely.”
“I was drawn to this house because of the high ceilings. I love that shit.”
She chuckled and glanced over her shoulder at me.
Winter stood in the middle of the kitchen and turned around in a slow circle. “There’s nothing on the walls,” she said. “They’re all blank.”
“Yeah, I know,” I told her self-consciously.
“Do you have something against wall art?”
“No. I intended to find stuff for the walls, but the renovations sucked up all my time,” I explained, shoving my hands into my front pockets.
I looked away, trying to cover my awkwardness.
“You can change things up if you want. Paint the walls, hang up some art, and whatever else you think needs to be done in order to make it more of a home for us. I want you to feel comfortable living here.”
I continued the tour, taking her upstairs to see my very spartan bedroom. It could definitely do with a woman’s touch, but we had the rest of our lives to make this place a home. That’s if she said ‘yes’.
I held out my hand to her and she took it. “I want to show you my back porch. The porch swing was the last thing I installed. I love it.” When we sat down, we could hear the crickets in the grass.
Winter had her feet tucked under her and her shoulder against my chest. Other than the crickets, it was silent, just us.
She looked up at the horizon and gasped. “Did you bring me here specifically to see the sunset?”
“Yeah, you got me on that one. But I also have something for you.”
It was now or never. I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out the little box I’d hidden there.
I opened it and held it up for her to see.
It was a simple band with a large diamond, something I could see her wearing and treasuring.
In the two months I’d known her she didn’t wear much jewelry, and I hoped this understated ring would be to her taste.
“I never planned on falling in love when I rescued you. It was just supposed to be a good deed for a woman in need.” I put the ring box in her hands. “But once I got to know you, everything changed.” I paused, shoving one hand through my hair. “I’m not very good at this. You know that, right?”
“You’re doing fine,” she said softly. “Better than fine actually. Just say what comes to mind.”
“I’m trying to say that I feel shit for you that I don’t feel for anyone else and I want to share my life with you, get married and maybe have some kids later on.”
“For a guy who’s not good at talking about his feelings, you’re doing a bang-up job.”
Her words gave me the confidence to finish my thought. “Our engagement can be as long as you want. Hell, it can be forever if you want it to be. I just want to see you wearing my ring.”
When her eyes lifted from the ring to me, her eyes were glassy with unshed tears.
“Yes,” she said. “Of course I’ll marry you.”
I took the ring out of the box and slid it onto her finger and miraculously it fit. She turned her hand slightly to catch the last of the evening light. “It’s really beautiful, babe. This is my perfect style, sleek and modern.”
I slid my arm around her, and we sat there while the sun finished setting over the horizon.
After everything we’d been through over the last couple of months it felt so fuckin’ nice to just decompress.
I also felt like the luckiest man on the planet.
I got the girl and saved the day. What more could a man want in this world?
“You like your new home then?” I asked.
“Like it? I love it!” she replied. “When are we moving in? The cats will love having all this space!”
I laughed at that, imagining those two terrors running around. Maybe one day joined by a bunch of unruly kids too. “Just say the word, darlin’ and I’ll get us moved in. In the meantime, you wanna test out the shower and maybe christen the bed?”
She was on her feet and leading me back to the house before the words had even left my mouth.
“This shower is obscene,” she said once we’d stripped off, and were standing under the spray. “You could fit a whole family in here.”
“Thank you,” I said.
“That wasn’t a compliment,” she shot back.
“I’m choosing to take it as one,” I said. “Plus, you’ll get used to the size and the three shower heads eventually.”
When she laughed, the sound filled my heart with happiness.
When I reached past her to adjust the temperature on the second shower head, she leaned back into me, rubbing her peachy ass against my hard cock.
I looked around at her face and asked, “Do you mind if I ask what you’re doing?”
“You’re in my space,” she said, rubbing against my cock again. “And I’m being territorial.”
“Of the space or my cock? Because I honestly don’t know. What you’re doing with my cock seems a lot like scent marking.”
She just laughed. “You’ve been hanging around the cats too much.”
“Well, you’re playing with fire, princess. Keep that up and I’ll be forced to do some scent marking of my own.”
“You keep looking at my fancy engagement ring,” she said.
“It’s not my fault that I’m attracted to shiny things.”
She smiled and reached up to pull me down for a kiss. Her mouth was soft and warm. When her fingers slid into my hair and she gently scratched my scalp, it flipped a switch, making my lust soar.
She pulled back just far enough to look at me.
“This is the first time in your house,” she said excitedly. “We should celebrate.”
“Yeah.”
“Agreed. Let’s start with me showing you my appreciation,” she said as she knelt down in front of me.
“Fuck no. My lady ain’t never gonna be the one to give me sex first. I lick you until you come and then you can do whatever you want.”
Instead of arguing with my dumb ass, she continued with her original plan. Seeing her so eager to give me pleasure did something to me.
When her tongue came out to tease the head of my cock, I almost shot my load as she licked the precum from my slit.
My hands slid into her hair and held her still, rubbing my thick cock on her tongue.
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love control, but more importantly I couldn’t stand to see her gag herself on my cock.
This way she could only have what I gave.
It was better this way. Winter was the most precious thing in my world.
When I was about to come, I pulled back. She pouted up at me, like I was denying her something sweet and delicious. I rinsed us off and carried her to bed. I couldn’t get between her legs fast enough, but tonight I was gonna take my time.
“Open your legs, darlin’ and let me see how ready you are?” I asked.
She gave me a teasing look and slowly spread her legs open enough for me to see her glistening pussy.
I took a deep breath and slid my tongue along her slit, licking from the back to her swollen clit. I got lost in the taste and the little moans she made as my tongue dove into her. Needing more, I got to my knees and cupped my hands under her ass and pulled her towards me.