“I can’t live without you, Cal. Life was miserable. I never want to be without you again. Come back in? I’ll get you dinner, and you can stay while I clean up?” She leans into me, wrapping her arms around my middle.
“Yeah, I can do that.” A smile splits my face.
I’ve got my wife back.
It took over an hour to get everyone out of here, and Jules made Dakota start the closing list as soon as we came in. Pulling up the speakers, I playYou’re Still the One by Shania Twainwhile I help her clean up from the night.
“I have a better one.” She leans into me, pulling me close as the notes ofCome A Little Closer by Dierks Bentleyreplace Shania’s voice.
“Mmm, I do like this one better.” I loop my arm around her waist, pulling her into me.
Resting both hands on her perfect ass cheeks, I keep her pulled tight to me and start swaying around behind the bar.
She reaches up, cupping my face in her hands. “Cal, I’m so sorry.” Tears shine in her eyes under the dim lights of the bar. “I wanted to tell you that in Bozeman. I know it’s partly my fault. But then I let the old hurts take over and I let you think it wasall you. When I saw you after your shower, my heart broke into a million pieces. I never want to make you feel that way again.”
I lift her up into my arms so we are face to face when I tell her this. “I love you. To no end. You’re the only one for me. I was never going to give up on us becauseIhurt you. I don’t think either one of us holds all the blame. But together we’re going to fix it. So stop blaming yourself.”
“And you. No more blaming. We just need to focus on each other. Together.”
Capturing her lips with mine, my hands roam her body while her hands rest on my chest. Fuck I missed her touch. Her legs pull me in closer, meshing our bodies together as one.
“Let’s go home, babe.”
“I want you now, here.” She moans.
Using my arm to sweep all the contents off the bar, I growl in response to her moans. The glass salt shakers bounce on the floor.
“I’ll fucking clean it later.” My hands work furiously to get her pants off.
Chuckling, she says, “We’ll clean it later.”
Her fingers gingerly reach between us, unbuttoning my jeans and pushing them down over my hips. She pulls my boxer briefs down and my needy cock springs free.
“God, I missed your cock.” She slips down my body and off the bar, kneeling in front of me.
Stepping back at the push of her hands on my thighs, I give her more space. Her fingers gingerly grip my cock and position it for her lips to wrap around.
“Shiiiiiittt,” I hiss out when her tongue glides up the vein on the underside of my cock.
Her mouth works expertly sucking me in while her hand pumps the base.
“You need to… I’m going to come… I need your…” I can’t even get a coherent thought so instead I pull her up and bend her over the bar. “Goddamn it, woman.”
Leaning over her I cover her body with my own, nipping at the side of her neck. Slipping two fingers into her I work her clit with my other hand. Her writhing causes my dick to rub between her ass cheeks giving a sweet friction I wasn’t ready for.
Her moans and my growls mingle together to the beat of a new song.
“Inside me. Now.” I pinch her clit. “Now!” she screams.
“Come for me first, and I’ll give you what you want.” My fingers crook, hooking her G spot that I know so well. “I’ll slam into you hard and fast, hitting your wall, I’ll be buried so deep. I’ll hold your hips so tight you’ll see my fingers marked on you for days. I’m going to reach around you and tweak these hard as fuck nipples between my fingers. And you’re going to take my cock like the good girl you are.”
She screams out her pleasure as she pulses around my fingers and relaxes in my arms. Before she can finish riding out the orgasm, I do exactly what I said I would and slam my dick into her hard and fast until I’m so fucking close I have to pull out.
“Don’t. Don’t pull out.”
“But we’re not… you came off your birth control.”
She spins in my arms. “I want your baby, Cal Davies. I still want your baby.”
