Chapter 9
Evrard
Returning from the bathroom, I stand in the corner and look around the winery. Grandma's friends and family are laughing and having a blast. Tanner catches my eye and stands up, hitting his wineglass with his fork.
"Now that my brother has returned, Alyssa and I have some news," he says, beaming.
"We're pregnant!" she shouts out from her seat, and the entire place erupts into excited cheers.
I walk over to my seat next to Joelle, who grabs my hand and gives it a squeeze.
"You're going to be an uncle."
"I guess I am," I say, slightly shocked.
I glance over at Grandma Blanche, who is wiping tears from her eyes, grinning so wide I worry her face might crack. She catches me looking and blows me a kiss.
The party continues, but when Joelle notices that the sun is setting, she whispers, "Do you want to take a walk outside to watch the sunset?"
"With you? Sounds perfect."
Hand in hand, we walk past stone walls and the wine barrel storage, ending up at a kettle pond at the back of the property. Ducks swim in the pond as chickadees chirp nearby. The air smells like grapes and summer earth, warm and sweet.
I turn towards Joelle and look down at her. Her beautiful face glows in the dying light. Her hazel eyes look back up at me as she bites her lower lip, and then she blurts out, "This has turned real for me."
My breath catches hearing those words, and I pull her up against me. I finally manage to say, "Me too. I cannot believe it, but seriously, me too."
We kiss for several minutes until Joelle steps back, her hand playing with my collar.
"Your grandmother told me about your ex-wife at Tanner and Alyssa's wedding. I just want you to know I never want to hurt you. I'm in love with you, Evrard," she says, looking shyly toward the kettle pond.
With my heart pounding against my chest, I grab her face, turning it towards me.
"I'm in love with you too, Joelle," I say, my voice rough.
My curvy love grins at me, wrapping her arms around my waist and resting her head against my chest as I stroke her auburn hair.
Then, looking up at me, she rises on her toes and kisses my scratchy chin.
"I love you," she whispers.
"I love hearing that," I say, leaning down and pressing my mouth against hers.
The drive back to her place feels both too long and too short. My hand rests on her thigh the entire way, thumb tracing circles on her soft skin. Every red light is torture. Every green light brings us closer to what I know is coming. What I desperately want.
In the driveway, I put my SUV into park, turning to Joelle to say goodbye. She reaches across, her hand dancing along my thigh, and whispers, "Want to come in?"
"Yes," I say, my voice rough with want.
I follow her inside where she takes my hand and guides me back into her bedroom. Turning around, she strips out of the light green dress she wore to the party, and a growl escapes the back of my throat when I take in her delicious curves in the dim light.
I follow Joelle's lead, unbuttoning my shirt and kicking off my dark jeans. My cock is ready and waiting for her. I grab her, pulling her close, leaning down and pressing my mouth against hers hard before playfully pushing her onto her back on the bed.
She scooches up to the pillows, giggling as I crawl after her, pressing her legs open and taking my cock, smacking it against her puffy lips.
"I want you inside of me," she begs, opening her legs wider.
So I enter her, slipping inside inch by inch. We both moan as I stretch her open. I lean forward and grab her heavy breasts, rolling her nipples between my thumb and finger as she bucks into me.
I lean down, kissing her, sliding my right hand between us and finding her clit where I begin to circle it as she moans into my mouth. A couple of minutes of doing this sends her over the edge, and she cries out, whacking my chin as she comes, her body thrusting up from the bed.
This is too much for me, and I grab her knees, pushing them towards her ears as I fuck her harder, watching her tits bounce beneath me. Quickly I fall over the cliff with her, my body shuddering above hers as I cry out her name.
I collapse next to her, my breath ragged, and pull my beautiful, curvy florist up against my chest. I can feel her heart racing against my skin as we lie there, completely spent.
"Holy shit," she breathes out, making me laugh.
"Yep. Holy shit," I say, grinning at her.
Joelle cranes her neck and studies my face with her hazel eyes. I reach over, smoothing her hair down.
"I'm so in love with you," I say, making her smile even broader.
"Me too. I love you so damn much."