“No, Tay baby. I didn’t stutter. You’ve got your claws in me. I belong to you and no one else.” I don’t give her the opportunity to argue as I devour her pussy. She humps my face, clutching my hair in her fingers, tugging to the point of pain. Her eyes areheavy with lust and I know by the way her foot digs into my shoulder and her back arches that she’s right where I want her.
With one final lick, I reverse my path up her body, dropping her leg from my shoulder to my waist as I stand and hover over her. Wordlessly, she crawls back onto the bed, lying down when her head reaches the pillows. I follow her, stopping to pull her panties off, but leaving the belt in place, loving the words against her skin.
Taylor hooks her finger into my wedding band and guides me to her. “Fuck me, husband. Own us both.” She fuses her mouth over mine, swallowing down my groan as I push into her in one long thrust. We move as one, giving, taking, seeking, losing ourselves in the frenzied passion until we’re both breathless and thoroughly exhausted.
The next two weeks are a whirlwind, but after a hard-fought battle in the National League Championship Series, the Troubadours fell short in a crushing loss in game seven. It was devastating, but I couldn’t be more proud of the team and am looking forward to putting in the work this offseason to make sure we’re in the World Series next year.
For the next couple months, I get to focus on Taylor. Her hysterectomy is scheduled in January. She won’t admit she’s nervous, but I know her better than I know myself. This is a necessary step to her living her best life. A life that I cannot wait to live with her. It’s time to propose again and make Taylor’s happily ever after dreams come true, but I can’t do it alone, so I decide to call in reinforcements.
Creating a separate guys-only group chat, I start the text chain that I may soon regret creating.
ME
I need your help
MILLER
I thought you’d never ask. You really can’t be wearing suits all the time. It gives people the wrong impression of you
ME
That’s not the kind of help I need
MILLER
The first step is admitting you need help, boss man. This is a no judgment zone
PRESTON
Ignore him. I do
MILLER
This is why we need counseling. Do you know how it feels to have your feelings ignored by those you love
PRESTON
Yes I do, because you remind me all the time
ME
Can we please focus?
MIKE
Spit it out
PRESTON
What do you need
ME
I want to propose to Taylor
MILLER
Um, hi sorry did you forget you’re already married
