Epilogue
Baylor
Six months later
My hand slipped between her legs, the warmth beckoning to me, no longer able to resist. Her breath hitched in her throat and her fingers dug into my shoulders, my middle finger dragging through her hot folds and slick seam as she spread her legs wider beneath me.
“Baylor...” Twila breathed my name and my dick jerked in my shorts, pressing against the fabric and straining for release.
If I had my way I’d strip her naked and fuck the shit out of her, a wild beast unable to control my actions.
Instead, I slowly slipped one finger deep inside her aching, wet pussy and fucked her with it, coaxing an orgasm out of her.
I loved watching her fall apart in my arms, so pretty amid her post-glow orgasm.
But I’d have to wait to have my way with her later.
Her sister, Mel, was on her way, coming up for a few days to do some wedding planning and also to check out Twila’s cabin. She was thinking about making the move to Appleridge and we thought it would be perfect for her to buy out Twila’s cabin. She basically lived in mine now. Why pay for two?
“Fuck, you know my body so well.” Twila said, her voice lazy as she curled into me.
“Of course I do. You’re about to become my wife.” I said with a growl before kissing her. “You rest here on the couch. I’ll straighten up before Mel arrives.”
Twila wrapped herself around me tighter. “No, don’t get up yet. She won’t be here for another couple of hours.”
“Are you saying I do have time to have my way with you?”
She laughed, the sound having become one of my most favorite in the world. “No, not if we want to get some stuff done. I’m afraid if we get in bed, we won’t get out. Our usual Saturday.”
I laughed. “Okay, okay.”
When Mel arrived, she came in like a whirlwind, so different than her shy sister. But her laugh was infectious and she made my girl smile.
One afternoon, they had lunch outside and I overheard Twila discussing her feelings about me.
“He makes me so happy, Mel. I’m so in love with him. I honestly never expected to find anything like this.”
“You deserve it, sis. So much.”
My heart skipped a beat. Hearing her say it to someone else confirmed exactly what I felt- we were made for each other.
By the end of Mel’s stay, the wedding was set for the following summer, and Mel decided to take the jump and move.
And when the summer finally rolled around, we were married on the mountaintop, surrounded by wildflowers and sunshine.
The summertime was when I fell in love with my girl. We both agreed it was the right time for our wedding and anniversary, something to always remember.
And a year later, Twila found out she was pregnant. Her due date? In the summer.
THE END
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