Epilogue
They stumbled into Rob’s house, their lips locked together, neither wanting to let go even to cross the threshold without risk of falling over.
They had barely been able to keep their hands off each other in the car ride over.
Rob was pretty sure he had run more than one red light, and he couldn’t care less. The ticket would have been worth it.
Rob slammed the door shut and pressed June against it. “Are you really bare under here?” He cupped her through her dress.
“Find out for yourself,” she said breathlessly as she rolled her hips forward.
Rob reached lower to the hem of her dress and skimmed his fingers along her thigh before he cupped her bare pussy. “Fuck, you’re soaking.” He dipped two fingers inside of her. Her greedy pussy tried to suck them in further.
“Yes.” June hooked a leg over his hip while holding the back of his head and fucked herself on his fingers.
Rob added a third finger and worked her harder while his thumb swiped over her nub. He should probably take this slower, but after their teasing earlier and the fight and then the make-up, he was wound too tight.
“I’m coming,” June warned just before she convulsed around his fingers. Rob groaned, the pulsing going straight to his cock. It pressed painfully in his pants, striving to break free and get inside of her.
Rob pulled his fingers free as he wrestled his pants open, and his cock sprang free. He reached inside his back pocket, pulled out a rubber, and quickly put it on. “This is going to be hard and fast, but I’ll make up for it later,” was all he warned before he thrust up into her to the hilt.
“Rob,” she shrieked in delight and pleasure and then held on as he pounded into her with vigor. He was thankful he hadn’t lost this with his own stupidity. Never again would he be so foolish.
“So good, baby,” he encouraged her as she lifted and lowered herself on one of her legs to match his frenzied pace.
June bellowed his name as she came around him, but he didn’t slow. He was nowhere near done with her.
“Harder, deeper, Rob,” June called as he used the door to aid in their thrusts.
He would give her whatever she wanted. Rob hoisted her in his arms and swung them around to the couch where he set her on her feet and spun her around, so she was bent over the arm of it, her ass up in the air.
Rob kicked her legs wider and tossed up the back of her dress so he could see her bare bottom. Her nether lips glistened with their combined juices. His eyes drifted up to her puckered hole. One day he wanted to take her there, but they had the rest of their lives for that.
Placing a hand on each of her hips, he guided June back to impale herself on his throbbing cock. He didn’t give her more than a moment to adjust to this new position before his hips snapped forward and he started chasing his own orgasm.
June braced her hands on the arm of the couch and rocked into his thrusts. Rob felt the familiar tingling in his spine of his impending orgasm, but he didn’t want to come alone. He leaned forward and reached around to fondle June’s engorged clit.
June’s inner muscles threatened to break his dick in half as he felt her tighten before convulsing around him, triggering his own orgasm.
Rob gritted his teeth as hot sperm spurted from his tip.
He felt lightheaded and momentarily blinded; it had been one of the most powerful orgasms for him to date.
Needing to sit down and catch his breath, Rob picked up June’s limp body, carried her to bed, and set her down gently. June lay on her side looking spent. “Are you sore?” he asked, climbing in next to her.
“I’m perfect,” she replied, sounding sleepy.
“I wasn’t too rough?”
“No, I liked it a lot, though maybe not every time we make love.”
“No, I just wanted you so much.”
“Believe me. The feeling was mutual.”
“Next time will be slower.”
Her eyes opened lazily. “And when will this next time be?”
“Give me twenty minutes.”
“Promises, promises.” She tsked, sounding doubtful.
“You should know by now, I always deliver on my promise.” He turned on his side to face her.
June’s soft gaze looked at him with such love. “I do.”
He took her hand and kissed each knuckle. “Thank you for forgiving me and giving me another chance.”
“Just don’t ever make me doubt you again,” she told him with a warning tone.
“Never. Though I should warn you, while I was willing to retreat and give you time, I wasn’t willing to give up on us. I would have hounded you until you forgave me.”
“Good to know.”
“I promise, no more secrets outside of the ones I have to keep for work.” That was something he couldn’t budge on, but given what her brother did, she was used to the secrets that came with the job.
“Deal. You should also know that I won’t share more about my brother. The less people know, the better,” she said gravely.
“I understand he will not be a subject of conversation.” He could respect that.
“Good, though you should prepare yourself to see him again next month.”
“Oh yeah, and why is that?”
“He and Cora are finally getting married.”
“And I’m invited?” He was flattered and shocked. He didn’t think Liam liked him that much. They hadn’t exactly gotten off on the best foot.
“You’re expected to be there,” she corrected.
“I can’t wait. I have something I want to ask your brother anyway.”
“What?” She looked puzzled.
“You’ll just have to wait and find out,” was all he said before kissing her.
He wanted it to be a surprise when he proposed to her.
It may be fast to ask her to marry him after only being together for two months, but when you found the person you wanted to spend the rest of your life with, why wait?
“I do love surprises.” At least she was starting too.
“Then you’ll love this next one,” he assured, climbing over her, ready to go again but this time slower.
“I love you, Rob.”
“I love you, June.”
No other words were spoken for the rest of the night. They let their bodies do the talking.