Epilogue One
STONE
* One Year Later *
I am so proud of Remy. My pretty girl is still focused and hard-working, but she’s also learning how to take better care of herself.
Her tiny home was delivered three days ago, and she can’t stop grinning, bouncing up and down and running to the side window to stare at it every few minutes. It’s adorable.
It only took her three weeks of living here with me to decide that my house and this ranch are healthier than her basement apartment.
It broke my heart when I helped her move out of that place.
It was small, cramped, and the only way to see daylight was to bend over the sink and crane your neck up at the sky through the miniscule window.
Remy is still doing remote work, but now she has an easy morning shift five days a week. I’m glad she wants to have a nest egg in the bank, even though she’ll never need it with me around. She’ll soon understand that this is permanent.
After returning from our “afternoon job” of exercising the animals, Remy puts on coffee while I slice some apples for us to dip in almond butter while we think about dinner.
“Prince and Unicorn are so much stronger now,” she says with a smile. “Eight months ago they hated walking even a quarter of the way up that hill. Now they love the view from the top. Unicorn even wanted to go again.”
Yes, Prince and Unicorn are now healthy as…
well, horses. I don’t point out how much stronger Remy is too.
She has color in her cheeks now. She’s eating well, sleeping on a reasonable schedule, and getting plenty of fresh air and exercise.
She’s more vibrant, with the energy to get into photography, documenting charming details about the ranch, especially her horses.
“They love you.” I pop an apple slice into her mouth, then take one for myself. “Almost as much as I do.”
“Mmm, and I love you.” She gives me a hug, then leans around me to look out the window. “And I love my houuuuse!”
“Let’s go take another look before dinner,” I suggest.
Remy squeals with delight, then races out the back door. She’s already sitting in her living room by the time I get to the screen door of the tiny home. There’s just enough room for me to settle on the couch next to her, but the space is built for her, not me.
She’s grinning from ear to ear when she spots some papers on the table. “What’s this?”
I grin as she skims the pages. The day before the tiny home was delivered, I explained to her in great detail that as well as her house always being her house, my house was now our house. She thought I was kidding.
I wasn’t.
“That’s from my lawyer. We’re now co-owners of my house.” My hand rests on her thigh. “Now you have a tiny house that is just yours, and half of a larger house for us to share.”
“Stone,” she stammers. “You didn’t have to…I mean…you can’t…”
“Too late. I did.” I grin. “I also added something that your house was missing.”
She glances around. “What?”
“Ice in the freezer. Can you take a look that I got enough, please?”
Remy seems confused but goes over to look in the freezer. She gasps when she pulls out a little black box.
I pivot, dropping to one knee on the hardwood floor in front of her, and open the box for her, since her hands are shaking wildly.
“Remy, you are the love of my life.” I slip three rings onto her finger. “You know I’m beyond obsessed with caring for you. It would be my great honor to be your husband and care for you forever.”
She’s shaking and blinking back tears as she nods.
“Is that a yes?”
“Yes!” She leans in to kiss me gently, then laughs. “I love them, but why three rings?”
“The plain one is your wedding band. I’ll be stealing that back for a few months but wanted you to see what they all looked like together.
” Lifting her hand, I turn it in the light.
The second ring has a large diamond with smaller clusters on each side.
The third has three groupings of small diamonds in a row, without a big central stone.
“See how they fit together? I thought you could save the big one for when we go out, and keep the small one for everyday, or working with the horses.”
“They’re stunning.” Remy’s eyes sparkle as she laughs. “I love that there’s a big one and a little one, just like my houses.”
My girl is always beautiful, but when she has that spark in her eyes, she's so sexy I can barely control myself.
Gripping her hips, I explore her curves, then run my hands around her perky ass. She's gained a few pounds over the past year, becoming even sexier. Curvier. Stronger. There’s more light in her eyes.
She looks around the small room, down at her sparkling finger, then back at me. "Holy crap," she mutters. "All I ever wanted was a permanent roof over my head that I owned." Her hand is shaking again. "Now I've got two houses. Two engagement rings. Two part-time jobs I love. Two horses."
"Shoot." I shake my head. "Is one husband going to be enough for you?"
Her response is to grab the bottom of my t-shirt and rip it off. "I think so. If you keep trying very hard."
"Baby, I'm always hard when you're around."
She laughs when I knock my elbow on the table as we awkwardly strip each other. "We've done it in almost every room of the big house," I murmur as soon as Remy is beautifully naked. "I'll be damned if I'm going to let the tininess of this house stop me from ravishing my brand new fiancée."
“And I'm not going to let my dream house stop me from riding my dreamy fiancé's cock."
I capture her lips. "You know what it does to me when you say that word, right?" I moan.
“Fiancé? Or cock?” She grabs my length, stroking slowly as I lie on my back right on the floor. Her soft hand pumping me feels amazing, but I need to taste her.
"Mmm, both. Go ahead, baby. Ride that hot pussy on my face. Then I'll let you ride something else.”
Remy kneels over me, squealing when I grip her hips and pull her open pussy down onto my mouth. She grips the counter for support as my tongue flutters against her tender pink button. It only takes a moment for her pussy to grow wet and for her clit to swell against my lips.
"Delicious," I murmur into her skin. Reaching up with one hand, I squeeze her breast, lightly pinching her nipple. I leave the other hand holding her hip to make it easier for her to move against me, flex her thigh muscles and rock back and forth against my tongue.
It only takes a few more minutes until my wife-to-be is gasping, twitching, moaning for me. Grabbing her ass with both hands, my fingers dig into her soft flesh as I pull her close, licking hard and fast until I hear her scream, muffled by her thighs around my ears.
As soon as she becomes quiet again, I slide her down my body. She gasps for air while I kiss her deeply, keeping her on top of me.
"Tell me how you want to be fucked." There's that growl in my voice that she always brings out of me. Last night we made love on the patio under the stars for nearly an hour, so I wonder if that’s how she wants to start today. "Soft and romantic? Perky and fun?"
"Hard.” The word is gritty, as if it’s stuck in her throat. Her beautiful blue eyes lock with mine as she nods. "The whole two houses, two rings, being yours forever thing is so intense. I want to feel that."
Her hands slide up my abdomen to press into my pecs, while I slide her clit along the top of my erection.
I'm so hard I'm already beginning to ache.
"So fucking wet for me," I groan, lifting her with one hand as I stroke my length through her slit, nudging her sensitive button with each pass.
"Is my fiancée even hornier than my girlfriend was? "
She squirms, not wanting me to tease her anymore, wriggling down to take half of my length inside her.
"I think so," she moans. Then she grins, tentatively moving up and down.
“Maybe these beautiful diamond rings are hitting some kind of pleasure point.
Or maybe I just want you to know that you belong to me. "
"As long as you belong to me as well, baby."
"You know I do."
She leans forward to kiss me, then abruptly arches back, grabbing the counter again to center herself on my cock. She bounces up and down, spreading her thighs wide until she manages to take my entire length.
Holy fuck. She’s still as tight as ever, but so wet she's able to take the whole thing, carefully moving up and down.
"Fuck, baby. That's it. Lean back and shake those pretty tits for me."
Remy rolls her shoulders back, grabbing the counter with one hand and the table with the other. Wow, she's getting so much stronger. The two of us move against each other, rocking and pumping and groaning as we push and pull, igniting every nerve ending between us.
"Apologies in advance for the bruises," I growl. "You're going to have my handprints all over your hips again."
"Don't care," she moans. "So worth it."
We're moving faster. I know I shouldn’t be fucking my precious girl this hard, but we can't stop.
Her sweet pink nipples are so hard, pointing right at me as her tits bounce with every rough thrust. "You're a fucking goddess right now, baby," I growl.
"The way you fuck your man is absolute perfection. "
"More," she whispers, her pussy beginning to clench my length in rippling waves.
I can't let go of her hips. There's not enough room for me to maneuver. "Put your fingers in my mouth. Now."
She obeys instantly, and I suck on her fingertips, getting them nice and wet. "Now touch yourself. Rub that sweet little button until you come all over me."
Her eyes grow huge. "What?"
"You heard me. I can't let go. Do it. Rub your clit until you come. Now."
There's a fire in her eyes as the top of her chest flushes with heat, followed by her cheeks. The moment she drops her fingers to her clit she begins to tremble, from her knees to her shoulders.
"My sweet, sexy girl is about to come all over my cock," I grunt, digging my heels into the floor and bending my knees so I can fuck up into her harder.
Her tight pussy is sucking at my throbbing shaft, her skin rubbing against mine as we grind and pulse and…fuck. "I can feel you, baby. You feel so fucking good. I love the way my sweet pretty girl takes my entire cock."
"I was made for you," she gasps. "And you were made for me. We’re the perfect team."
"Beyond perfect."
My strokes slow down and her cries become louder. "Stone…"
“Mine," I growl, dying to kiss her but not wanting to break our rhythm. Pounding harder and deeper, I watch her fingers flutter quickly, then feel the shuddering breath that consumes her.
Her moans become one ragged, breathless shriek as her hips grind, bearing down as her core clenches and the climax overtakes her completely.
Each thrust of my hips drives my length deeper, and I feel the hot rush begin to consume me.
She smiles at my broken groan, lost in her pleasure as she rides me as fast as she can.
"Fuck yeah, baby," I growl. “Ride my cock hard. Fucking hell, your gorgeous pussy is drenching me."
I lose the ability to speak as I convulse underneath her, each spasm firing another rope of come deep inside her.
She pitches forward so I can finally capture her luscious mouth, yet I don’t stop fucking.
Pushing her hand aside, I rub her clit firmly, thrusting into her softness through her juices and my thick come.
“Oh…” she gasps. “I’m…I think…”
“Come for me again,” I command. “Come on my cock. My fingers. Every part of me. You’re so fucking hot, baby.” My shaft jumps back to full attention. I’m so wildly aroused that it must have triggered an adrenaline surge.
“I’m gonna come again too,” I growl. “Gonna fill this pussy and make you walk to the other house with it dripping down your legs. Then I’ll lick you clean in the shower.”
She shakes as she cries out wordlessly, right on the edge.
I thrust slow and deep, making her body jerk with every hard stroke. “My sweet pretty girl turns me into a fucking sex maniac who can’t get enough. This hot pussy is mine. Mine to adore every day forever. Mine to please and fuck and worship and—”
“Stone!” she screams, coming so hard she actually stops breathing for a few seconds.
Somehow I manage to flip her, wrapping her legs around my hips as I drive deep, pounding her into her brand-new hardwood floor. “Fuck yeah, baby. Keep coming all over my cock. Just like that.”
I didn’t think I had anything left inside me, yet I come again, sending what feels like another full, hot load deep into Remy’s perfect pussy.
My growling groan comes out mangled as I choke for air, the orgasm squeezing my balls, my spine, every inch of my body until I finally collapse on top of her.
I can’t move for a full minute, then roll to the side, holding her against me.
“That was intense,” she whispers. Then she smiles shyly. “I love when you get super possessive like that. And bossy.”
I roll my eyes dramatically, making her laugh. “Oh, sure. I suggest you work less, and you shut me down. I beg to buy you a house, and you ignore me. But if I demand that you ride my cock, suddenly you’re all excited to obey me.”
We collapse into laughter, and I snuggle her in my arms. “Okay, if I’m still allowed to be bossy, I say after we shower I’m going to make dinner while you soak in the tub.”
“I like the sound of that.” Her head jerks up. “Oh hey – once I’ve gotten my nest egg saved up, I could buy a hot tub for the big house!”
“We can think about that, sure.”
We grow quiet, taking a two-minute nap. My mind is already racing about getting my girl a hot tub. I’ll build a covered porch off the side hallway with sliding doors. We can soak outside in the summer, and somewhat inside in the winter.
I can have it done in a few weeks. Maybe less.
I know Remy will want to help, so I’ll let her buy the thermometer or something. Or a rubber duckie float.
I can already hear her saying “no fair”, but she already knows that I’m an outlaw horse thief. I’ll break all the rules when it comes to spoiling my precious girl.