Epilogue
Ten Years Later
Otto
I think getting married to Penny was the best thing I’ve ever done, the second being grabbing her all those years ago when she was lost. While we’re both still loners, we have a little bit of a social life in Cherry Peaks.
It’s nice seeing Penny bloom with all of her new friends – my own friends’ wives love her.
I’m pretty sure they’d take her away from me if I weren’t so protective.
Not only do we have our friends, we have two little ones running around now.
Although Becca, our first, is seven now and quickly growing into her own person.
She’d resent being lumped in as a “little one” with her three-year-old brother, Sebastian.
The kids force us to get out of the house more, but that’s all right.
No matter how exhausting it is, Penny and I would do anything for them.
In fact, before they even got here, my friends and I worked our asses off to make the house the kind of place where children could be raised.
We’ve upgraded the place, and now we’re members of the modern age.
There’s running water and electricity. We even have a Wi-Fi connection, although it’s spotty at best – something Becca loves to complain about when she’s playing on her iPad.
The place still has its rustic charm, though.
Both Penny and I prefer the woodburning furnace to the electric one.
Any appliance that still worked the way it was intended to wasn’t updated, either.
I didn’t realize how much easier life could be with modern inventions.
I probably should have updated this place a lot sooner, but I just never thought about it before Penny came around.
She’s made my life so much better in ways that she’ll never know.
That’s why I’m doing what I’m doing right now.
Painstakingly, I leave a trail of roses from the front door all the way to our bedroom, making sure that they’re evenly distributed.
It’s been a while since we’ve done anything romantic, so I’m taking advantage of the forty minutes it takes for Penny to drop the kids off at school and daycare to get something nice prepared for her.
Once I’m satisfied with the rose petals, I light some candles around the bedroom. After that’s complete, I shuck my shirt to the side and settle in to wait for her to get home. About ten minutes later, the front door opens and I stand, ready to greet her as soon as she gets into the bedroom.
There’s a soft smile on her face when she walks into the room. I step forward, wrapping my arms around her and placing a kiss on the corner of her mouth. Before I can do anything else, Penny sinks down to her knees, looking up at me with a playful glint in her eyes.
“What are you doing?” I ask as she grabs onto the waistband of my pants and lowers them. “This is supposed to be about you.”
She reaches out to grab my half-hard cock. “Maybe I want to thank you for such a thoughtful gesture.”
“Guess I can’t complain about that,” I say, groaning when her tongue flicks out, kitten-licking the tip of my cock.
She looks up at me through her lashes as she kisses along my shaft. It doesn’t take long for me to reach full hardness, my dick throbbing with desire for more. Her teasing is bordering on unbearable.
As if sensing my need and desire, she takes the tip into her mouth. The first few bobs of her head are shallow and not quite enough for me. The look on her face tells me that she’s enjoying teasing me. Apparently, she wants to draw this out.
I can’t say that I’m opposed to that, but I know my patience will only last so long before I’ll need to sink my cock into her pussy.
Just that thought has my hips twitching forward, pressing my cock further into the warm, silky wetness of her mouth. Penny takes it well, letting her jaw open wider and bobbing down even further on her own. I lace one of my hands through her hair, giving her a little bit of encouragement.
She closes her eyes, letting me thrust into her mouth. My abdomen tenses as I work myself closer to orgasm. It’s been about a week since we got time like this together. I can’t help how quickly she gets me close to the edge.
“Hold on,” I say, gently pulling her away, shivering at the loss of her sweet mouth. “Just a second, Penny.”
“What?” she asks, wiping her shining mouth with the back of her hand. “You all right?”
“I’m great,” I confirm. “I just want to cum in that sweet little pussy of yours.”
She nods, pulling herself to her feet so quickly that I almost laugh. I’m too turned on for that, though. Laughing at her eagerness would be hypocritical of me. I feel the exact same way.
“I know I got this room ready for us,” I say, pulling her into a searing kiss, “but I think I want to fuck you with a view.”
“Mm,” she hums, leaning back against me. “I don’t care where we do it. I just want you inside me.”
With that, I kiss her hard before grabbing her hand and yanking her through the house. She giggles, practically skipping as I lead her to the backdoor. I kick it open, pulling her the rest of the way outside before kissing her again.
“Take off your clothes,” I order, pushing her hair out of her face. “And get on your hands and knees on the patio couch for me.”
She nods, quickly getting rid of her clothes before rushing over to the piece of furniture.
The cushion sinks under her weight, and for a few moments, I stand and stare at the gorgeous sight before me.
When my cock twitches with want, I make quick work of my own clothes and position myself behind her.
“You’re so gorgeous,” I tell her, sliding my hands up over the curve of her ass and onto her back. “I’ll never get tired of this view.”
She looks over her shoulder, giving me an impatient look. She doesn’t have to say anything for me to know what she means. I need to fuck her and fast before she starts getting bossy.
So, I grab my cock, giving it a few quick pumps to prepare myself. I spread precum down my length, shuddering at the sensation. Then I press the tip against her opening, sliding it along her folds to tease her just a little bit.
“Otto,” she whines, attempting to press herself onto me. I prevent it though, holding her hips firmly in place. “Come on, fuck me.”
“Alright, alright,” I say, chuckling softly as I press inside of her.
I sheath myself slowly, letting the feeling of being enveloped in her tightness wash over me. Leaning over her, I leave lingering kisses on the vertebrae of her spine. She makes a pleased sound, and I smile against her smooth skin.
My hips work rhythmically, building up a steady, indulgent pace. I groan, feeling the beginnings of my orgasm starting to accumulate in my abdomen. I push down the urge to fuck her ruthlessly and chase my own orgasm.
Penny’s pussy squeezes around me, and it feels like she’s trying to pull me in even closer. I wrap my arms around her chest, holding onto her tightly as I thrust into her. It’s not enough for me, and it seems like it’s not enough for her either.
“More,” she pants. “Harder, Otto.”
“You sure that’s what you want, baby girl?” I ask, knowing the question is just going to get her more riled up.
“Yes,” she says, her voice strained.
“Then beg for it,” I tell her, my voice dipping down low with want.
“Please,” she says immediately, wanting it so badly that she doesn’t hesitate to start begging. “Please fuck me harder, Otto. I want it so bad. Please.”
“God, yes,” I say, coming up off of her and shifting my grip to her hips.
I use the additional leverage to increase the force of my thrusts. Penny squeaks as I roll my hips into her harder and harder. The sound is so erotic, one that I want to bottle up and carry with me always.
The sound of our skin slapping together fills the air. It’s raw and animalistic. I missed this feeling, missed being so unrestrained with her. Every moment that we aren’t like this is torture. We were made to be connected like this.
“This, Penny,” I growl, my fingertips digging into her hips even harder. “You were made to be fucked hard, Penny. So fucking good.”
“Right there,” she demands. “Hard, hard, hard.”
I love it when she’s like this, so fucked out that she can’t hardly think. She’s exactly how I want her. Making her feel so good her brain turns to mush feels like it’s my purpose in life.
“Are you gonna cum on my cock?” I ask, my own orgasm not far off.
“Uh huh. Gonna cum. Keep fucking me. Right there, Otto. Right there.”
“Right here?” I ask, snapping my hips forward even harder.
I don’t get a coherent answer, and that tells me all I need to know. I continue my motions, never letting up. She’s teetering on the edge; I can tell by each and every twitch of her body. She shivers, her hands balling into fists against the cushion below her.
“Otto!” she screams as her orgasm takes hold of her.
I fuck her through it, groaning at the way her body grips onto me as though her very being can’t stand the idea of us being apart. Her pussy gets impossibly tighter, and my own climax starts to approach. Still, I hold off until her orgasm starts to wane.
A few strokes later, I’m cumming hard, filling her up with my seed. She whines as I pump hot semen into her tight little pussy. I breathe in through my teeth, feeling the wind against the thin layer of sweat covering my entire body.
When the last drops are squeezed from my cock, the two of us stay connected, breathing hard. It takes us a few minutes to gather ourselves. And, once we do, I pull out of her carefully, chuckling when she collapses onto the sofa.
“That good, huh?” I ask, combing my fingers through her hair.
“It’s always this good,” Penny replies, her body completely relaxed.
I lean over her, whispering in her ear. “How about we hop into the hot tub?”
Her brow arches, considering the suggestion.
“It’s been a while since we’ve been able to skinny dip together,” I say as I caress her bare back. “Might be nice to take advantage of it while we have the chance.”
“You’ve convinced me,” she says, giving me a sleepy grin. “Carry me?”
And because I’ll always do anything she asks, I stand up and take her into my arms, once again marveling that a reformed thief and a loner could find someone to spend the rest of his life with.