“I think she’d been trying to find a way out for years. She was just a kid when she gave birth to Tyler. She’s got a lot of years left to live a good life, should she choose that.” He kissed Willa’s head, looking down at her. “Did Nicole and the others leave?”
“Yes. They went home this morning,” she nodded. “I think it’s going to be a while before she feels safe again. They’re thinking of suing the university for not doing a better job on the background check of Tyler.”
“They’d probably have a good case. You too, if you wanted it. You could talk to Brian.”
“You mean you’d let me talk to Brian?” she smirked.
“Don’t be ridiculous. I’d be with you,” he said with a serious expression. She crawled onto his lap, lifting her dress higher on her thighs, feeling his hard cock beneath her.
“Are you with me now, Finn?”
“Yep,” he growled.
She reached between them, unzipping his trousers as he lifted slight, pushing them down to his thighs.
“Still with me, Finn.”
“Fuck, yeah.”
She gripped his cock, pushing her thong to the side and sliding down on him. She was choking his dick she was so tight. He knew she was a virgin but she was determined to do this herself. Lowering a little at a time, then suddenly letting herself fall completely.
Willa gasped, holding her breath for a moment as Finn gripped the flesh at her hips.
“S-still with me,” she whispered.
“Baby, I’m fucking with you until the end,” he said in a gravelly voice, rocking his hips upward. She started to move, sliding her body back and forth along his thick cock.
“Oh, wow, Finn,” she whispered.
“You’re fucking perfect,” he whispered, gripping her hair to pull her head back and expose her neck. He kissed her, trailing down toward her gorgeous breasts. He ripped the buttons from her dress, pulling one perfect globe out for his enjoyment.
“More,” she begged as he rocked, then sucked one beautiful nipple, sending her over the edge of euphoria. She cried out as he slammed his mouth against hers, covering the sound, masking it from the night.
“Baby,” he murmured, his own body spilling into hers. “Baby, we didn’t use any protection.”
“I don’t care,” said Willa. “I don’t care and I hope I’m carrying your baby or babies. I want that, Finn. I want us to have a family like those around us have. I want to be great parents, one day great grandparents.”
“Oh, sweet girl, that’s what I want as well,” he said hugging her. “I can’t wait to begin our life together.”
“I think we should probably get married first, don’t you?” she smiled.
“Yep. And I’ve got the perfect place for our wedding.”
As the boats of the Mardi Gras flotilla passed the docks of Belle Fleur, people were tossing beads, coins, chocolate, cups, and much more. The revelers on the banks laughed and cheered, smiling at the silly costumes and decorations.
“Where’s Finn?” asked River.
“I don’t know. I haven’t seen Willa either. Maybe they’re in the cottage,” he smirked.
“Why are the boats stopping?” asked Marilisa.
“Look!” yelled Priscilla.
Standing on the top deck, facing the entire population of Belle Fleur, were Finn and Willa. The priest stood between them, both dressed in their wedding attire. Thanks to a speaker system, they heard every word that was said, in the end, pronouncing them man and wife.
They ran down the stairs to the waiting smaller boat and took it to the dock where everyone waited to congratulate them.
“You ass! You didn’t tell us?” laughed Quinn.
