“Let me make you feel good,” I murmur, lips moving down her collarbone while my hands slide up her thighs. When my lips brush over the curve of her breast, she arches into me. Instantly, my mouth closes over her nipple, sucking while she writhes her hips in my lap.
“Oh, yes,” she whimpers, her fingers delving into my hair while I suck harder, my teeth grazing the sensitive peak. Her thighs clench around my waist. Hiding my smirk, I trail my lips across her chest and over to her other breast, giving it the same attention. The need to be inside her builds, and I’m frantic to get rid of every barrier keeping me from her. Lifting my head, I catch her lips with mine, kissing her hard and deep. A kiss that's all tongue and teeth, until I can’t think. My fingers grip the sides of her panties, looping the thin material and tugging hard and fast. The material splits, and she gasps. Once she’s bare, her hands dive down to the button on my jeans. We work together to get them undone and push them far enough down my legs. My cock springs free, resting heavily against my abdomen.
Winnie’s small hand wraps around the shaft and pumps it torturously slow. “I need you inside me. I need you to fuck me.”
My whole body shudders, my breath catching in my throat. She leans back, her hands moving to unzip her boots. I stop her, my hand clutching hers. “Those stay on.” Her eyes widen, and her pupils expand. Her cheeks pinken, and she smirks at me. With her settled on my lap, my hands move to her hips again. I slide one down between us, my finger grazing her clit. “I can feel how soaked you are for me already.”
“Only for you,” she responds, lifting herself slightly, and uses her hands on my shoulders for balance. Guiding my cock to her opening, I press the head inside. Slowly, she lowers herself down, deliberately taking every inch slowly until I’m filling her up. A moan escapes her lips.
“Fuck, Finn. You’re so deep.”
My head falls back, and I groan in response. “You feel so fucking good. I love you.”
Her eyes sparkle, and she bites down on her lip. Her hips start to move, slow at first, rolling against me while her body stretches. “I love you, too.”
I thrust my hips up to meet hers, and she gasps. Over and over, I thrust deeper and faster until her pussy clenches tightly. I bounce her up and down, her pace quickening with every deep stroke. She feels good. Too good. “Come for me. I need to feel you come on my cock, Daisy.” My hand moves between us, expertly flicking her clit with my fingers. She cries out, her body shaking as her orgasm rips through her. Winnie’s pussy clamps down on me almost painfully. I bury my face in her neck, my grip on her hips tightening one last time as I come with her, spilling my release deep inside her body.
We’re both panting when it's over. My fingers reach up to brush her hair back from her face. She smiles down at me and kisses my lips gently. “Best celebration ever.”
Epilogue 2
Winnie, 1 year later…
My stomach swoops, and my heart races as I take in all the lights and sounds. It’s been years since I actually went to a town fair. Mostly, because they reminded me of Finn, and until last year, that part of the past had been too painful. Now we’re a year and a half married, and life is everything I wanted it to be. When Finn called and asked if I could get off early tonight to check out the rodeo and then walk over to the fair, I jumped at the chance. I’m hoping I can get my husband on the Ferris wheel tonight.
My phone vibrates, and I glance down.
FINN: Where are you?
ME: Meet me at our ride.
He doesn’t keep me waiting long. I feel him before I see him, the awareness of his presence like a long-awaited caress against my skin. Turning in line, my gaze finds him above the crowd. I smile at the concern and impatience on his face.
“I thought you just had to buy something? I turned to look, and you were gone.”
“I wanted to ride the Ferris wheel.” I shrug and fight off laughing at his exasperated sigh.
Smirking, he looks from me then up at the multicolored lights of the spinning wheel. “Well, Winnie, want to ride the Ferris wheel with me?”
I step close to him, lacing my fingers with his and gripping his arm with my other hand. “You sure you don’t want to leave?”
He shakes his head no. “I want to take you on the Ferris wheel.”
“Good answer,” I giggle and lean up to kiss the edge of his jaw. Finn moves faster, though, and dips his head, capturing his lips with mine. I pull back and swat him playfully. “Hey! You’re not supposed to kiss me until we reach the top, or else it doesn’t count.”
He scoffs and guides me closer to the ride. “You’re already mine forever, Win. The Ferris wheel has already spoken and blessed this union almost twelve years ago.”
We get to the front of the line, and then we’re ushered up by the attendant. Once we’re in our bucket, the door locks, and we start moving. Finn places his arm around my back, his fingers playing with my hair.
“Aren’t you going to ask me what I bought?” I ask as we come to a stop at the top.
He faces me, our gazes meeting. “What did you buy? You were there one second, and the next you were gone. Don’t do that to me, again, Winnie. I was ready to shut down the fair to find you.”
“I’m sorry for worrying you. But I saw these and had to get them.” Reaching into the little bag, I pull out the pair of black, leather cowboy boots, small enough to fit a baby.
“Win.” Finn eyes the boots, and his voice trails off. He flicks his gaze up to me, his face softening when he sees the tears in my eyes.
“You’re going to be a daddy, Finn,” I tell him, my tone soft and so full of love for this man. His breath shudders before he pulls me close to him, wrapping his arms around me.
