“Believe it, baby. Things are about to change now!”
We stagger through his front door, his lips already on mine. We’re kissing and stripping like horny teenagers, and my heart is pounding with excitement. I feel my dress tumble to the ground, and the feel of the material scraping my skin sends shooting waves of desire through me.
Dexter pushes my underwear-clad body against the wall. I can already feel his erection straining against his jeans, and I become the sensual, passionate woman that only he can make me.
I part my mouth and tilt my head back, begging him to kiss me. Instead of responding in the way that I thought he would, he starts to press his lips along my collarbone, which makes my mouth run dry with desire.
Oh God, it’s really me and Dex….just us two.
His fingers start to tease the waistband of my underwear and I almost lose it right there and then. I’m so wet, so desperate for him that I almost scream. He trails his fingers down and eventually pushes one inside of me, giving me a little bit of what I need.
“Oh fuck, Dex!” I can no longer keep it inside anymore. “Dex, I need you. It’s been too long, I’ve missed you so damn much.”
His other hand reaches up and unhooks my bra. His thumb starts to work its way around my nipple, making my whole body feel like it’s on fire, and he stares at me the entire time, allowing me to lose myself in his dark, brooding eyes.
“I love you,” he says before leaning in for a hot, ferocious kiss.
I don’t get a chance to respond to that because I’m being swallowed by his lust and it feels so damn good.
I fumble with his pants, wanting them gone so that I can hold him, feel him in my hand. He shrugs off his suit jacket and almost rips off his shirt. As soon as he’s naked too, I trace my hands along his torso, noticing that his abs have become even more sculpted than I remember. He’s been working out.
Then I slowly run my fingers down to where he wants them, grabbing his length with both hands.
“You’re so big” I gasp. “You feel amazing.”
I remember how huge he is from our escapades before, but holding him here, feeling it for real again, is slightly overwhelming.
“Take me here,” I beg.
I’ll never make it from here to the bedroom, or even the couch. I want him to fuck me up against the wall in his hallway, right here, right now. This is exactly how I want our reunion to go. Hot, sexy and dirty.
Dexter takes himself out of my pumping hand and angles himself at my entrance.
“You’re amazing, baby girl,” he says, slipping himself inside of me.
I groan loudly, feeling every inch of him guide his way inside. Dexter is taller than me, but I still have my heels on, so it works perfectly. Better than I ever could have hoped. He’s rubbing against my clit with every single movement and it feels fucking wonderful.
“Oh fuck, Dex, I love you so much!”
He wraps his arms around me, kissing me whilst thrusting powerfully. I get lost in the rhythm of our bodies, the smell of Dexter smothering me and the rising tide of bliss that’s crashing inside of me.
“I’m so close,” I whimper.
“Wait,” Dexter says, pulling himself out of me.
What the fuck?
I glare at him angrily. What the hell is he trying to do to me? Does he not know how much I need this?
“I’m sorry, baby girl, but I absolutely need you to straddle me in those heels. You look sexy as fuck.” He rubs my arm, but I throw him off. “My dirty girl.”
He grabs hold of my hand and guides me towards his lounge room, giving me no choice but to follow. I take a little glance around, drinking in all of his gorgeous home. He has absolutely everything that anyone could ever want. How the hell has he managed that? There’s even a giant shag pile rug in the middle of the floor.
My bad mood evaporates. Now that I’ve seen it, I want to do it there too.
Dexter sits down on the rug, staring up at me. I keep my gaze fixed on him while tugging my underwear down. There will be no pushing them aside for this.
“So beautiful,” I hear him murmur. He’s the only man to make me ever even think that about myself. I always thought I was plain before, definitely not something exciting to look at. How has he done this to me?
I stand over him, letting him get a very good look at all of me before I playfully push him into a lying position. He doesn’t break focus, until I climb on top of him and push him inside me. He throws his head back and closes his eyes in elation.
“Eyes open,” I growl in a similar way that he did to me all those years ago.
His gaze snaps right back up. “Yes ma’am.”
He grins before moaning in ecstasy once more as I start to move.
I love being on top and in control because I can make things amazing for both of us. This time, when the waves of pleasure start to build, they are even more intense. It’s as if the delayed gratification has made it that much better.
“I love you, Dexter,” I cry out as I begin to climax.
“Oh, fuck.” He grunts, exploding too. “I love you too, baby girl.”
This time, as we collapse next to each other, it’s as a newly-engaged couple, and that energy fills the room. We’re confident, comfortable, relaxed.
This is it now. Me and Dex, forever.
Thirty-Four
Willa
I potter around our little house in the countryside, rubbing my swollen belly. I’m pregnant again—this time with twin boys—and all of our lives are about to change forever, all over again.
We’re living on the outskirts of the city these days, so I can still see Nicolette and her family whenever I want, and Ellie Rose can still go to her school, but we’re far enough away that we can avoid the chaos. These were my stipulations when Dexter and I decided to sell our homes to find somewhere bigger to combine our lives…and boy did he deliver.
It’s absolutely perfect. Even better than I could have ever dreamed of.
Because I fell pregnant again so fast, we had to get married quickly to allow me to fit into a slim-line dress. That meant our wedding wasn’t a lavish, over-the-top affair, but it was perfect for us. That’s what I wanted anyway. We only invited the people closest to us, so it felt intimate, quiet, and wonderful. It allowed the children to join in and have fun too.
We wrote our own vows, which I’ve memorized forever.
“Dexter, I vow to love you, to be with you, and to support you forever. We’ve been through more trials and tribulations than anyone I know, but we’ve made it. We’re still here together and we always will be. You’re strong, powerful, and masculine, but also caring, sweet and romantic. You’re my world and I love you.”
“Willa, baby girl, I love you and Ellie Rose to death. And now our little family is about to get bigger.” This drew stunned gasps from the audience; we hadn’t told anyone that I was expecting back then—not even Nicolette! “You’re the loveliest, sweetest girl I know. You’re my opposite, which means that you complete me.” His eyes started to tear up at that moment, and we both almost lost it there and then. “Now come here and kiss me, wifey!” Luckily, this last line made everyone laugh, breaking the tension.
Then we shared our first kiss as husband and wife. It was a breathtaking amazing day. One that I’ll never, ever forget.
Then we went back to our five star hotel for the most amazing wedding night sex ever. We did that instead of going on a honeymoon, because neither of us could bear to leave Ellie Rose for too long, and we were already in the middle of moving home, so it was far more practical.
“Come here, Mrs. Hart,” Dexter had growled at me the second we’d entered our room. It had been a long and tiring day, but I was wired and excited—ready for what was about to happen.
“Ooh, I like the sound of that!” I grinned, moving closer to him and wrapping my arms tightly around his neck. “Mrs. Hart, Dexter’s wife!”
We were more than a little tipsy on champagne, so we were extremely horny an
d desperate for each other. We’d been waiting to escape for some alone time for a while, and we were both glad to finally have that.
“Let me give you a sample of what married life is going to be like,” he announced before pulling me in for a deep and passionate kiss. Even though we both knew where this was headed, we took a second to just enjoy each other’s lips. We were no longer just Willa and Dex—we were a team, a unit, a married couple.
But then Dexter started to slip my dress over my head, unable to contain himself any longer. Luckily, I had gone for a simple dress design. It would’ve been very difficult if it had been a complex corset with all sorts of fancy fastenings to unhook and untie. He might have just lost it there and then.
It was simple and elegant…just like me.
“Woah!” Dexter said when he caught a glimpse of my white satin wedding night lingerie. “You somehow look virginal and slutty, all at the same time.”
“Just the look I was going for!” I laughed before pulling off his tuxedo jacket. “Now as sexy as you look dressed up smart, I’m more interested in what’s underneath.”
He started to unbutton his shirt slowly, teasing me, but I couldn’t take it, so I quickly grabbed it and tore it off, watching the buttons fly everywhere.
“Impatient dirty girl.”
“Yep!”
Then his pants fell to the floor, revealing his black underwear.
“Take them off as well,” I said. I grinned and gestured, wanting to see him completely naked. He complied quickly, showing me just how excited he was, and his long, hard cock throbbed, desperate for attention. My body pulsated with pleasure in response, but it wasn’t time for him to feel how wet I was…not yet.
Instead, I walked over to him, keeping my eyes trained on his face, and then I sank to my knees.
“What are you doing to me?” Dexter groaned as he realized what I was about to do.
I grabbed his cock with both hands, wrapping my lips around it. As I bobbed my head up and down, watching his legs tremble under my touch, I hoped that my wedding makeup—complete with deep crimson-red lipstick—was making this even more visually stimulating for him.
“Fuck, Willa, stand up!” he begged after only a few moments. I could feel that he was already getting close, so I complied.
After all, we still had a lot more to do to each other…
He leaned in and kissed me hard, almost taking my breath away. Then he lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around him while he carried me over the dresser, where he sat me down.
At first I thought he was going to fuck me right there and then, but then he sank to his knees too. He glanced up at me as I ran my fingers through his freshly-groomed hair, and he slid a finger inside me, feeling my slick desire.
“So wet for me, baby, and still so tight…” he growled.
I gasped loudly, unable to formulate a coherent response.
Then he finally went in for the kill. He tongue found my clit and flicked repeatedly over it in the most wonderful pattern that my body had ever experienced. I swelled and contracted with pleasure, almost collapsing right then and there.
As his mouth worked my centre, his hands travelled up my body, exploring every inch and curve of me as if it were for the very first time.
“Fuck, Dex, I…” I panted, but I was too lost in ecstasy to even form a sentence.
He finally stood up, leaning over me. His powerful, muscular body made me swell with pride—this was my husband. We were bound together now, and the claim was well and truly staked. Dex Hart was mine forever.
His cock found its way to my entrance and he slid slowly inside. Every thrust sent me further backwards, until my back was pushed against the cold, hard mirror, and the contrast in sensations sent my body wild. Hot, cold, hard, soft…it was almost too much for me to take in all at once.
Then Dex had another idea. “Get down. I want you to watch yourself being fucked,” he said.
I did as I was told, wanting that too. I wanted to have all sorts of new experiences with my husband, and this was going to be the first of many.
He bent me over the dresser and angled himself so that we could both see ourselves, and then he slid back inside me with a hard thrust, making a gasp escape my mouth. He slammed in and out of me, using one hand to cup my breasts and play with my nipples, and the other to work my clit.
Seeing us both writhing in desire in the reflection was amazing. It added so much to the experience, and I reached a climax that much quicker. Seeing Dexter’s face contorted in pleasure at the same time as mine made the bliss feel extra special, and I never wanted the moment to end.
After our amazing sex, we collapsed onto the bed and snuggled into each other’s arms.
“I love you, Mrs. Hart,” Dex said. “Always and forever.”
“I love you too, Mr. Hart,” I replied. “You’re my world.”
* * *
After that, we settled into everyday married life, but instead of being boring and dreary, it’s exciting and fun every single day. Being Mrs. Hart has been one hell of a journey, and I can’t wait to do it forever.
Dex kept his promise about every day being just like our wedding night—our sex life has been experimental and exhilarating to say the least—until I became far too pregnant to enjoy it.
We’ll get back there though, if we can survive the sleepless nights. Dex is probably so gagging for it that he’ll be pouncing on me the second I get home from the hospital.
I do wonder how we’ll cope with three children to support. We’re doing all right at the moment because we have Dexter’s nest egg to live off—he managed to save a whole heap of money during our years apart. But we’re well aware that this won’t last forever, which is why Dex still does odd jobs with Adam. He would be honest with me about what he’s doing if I asked, but I don’t. I don’t want to know. He’s safe, we’re all safe…that’s all that matters. I’d rather concentrate on the positives in our lives.
“I’m off to work, baby girl.” Dexter snuggles into my neck, hugging me from behind as I hand him his packed lunch over my shoulder. “Don’t you dare go into labor today; I don’t want to miss another birth!”
He often makes these jokes, but I think it’s just to hide the hurt that he feels inside. The circumstances back then couldn’t be helped, but it caused him to miss so much with Ellie Rose….although he’s more than making up for it now. Sometimes on weekends, I don’t see the pair of them all day. They are just obsessed with one another.
“I can’t make any promises,” I say, turning around and smiling at him. “Grady and Brandon might want to join us this afternoon for tea!”
“We are not calling them that. I’m naming them, I’ve already told you.”
“Yeah, but you want to call them Jack and Ben. I want more exciting names for our baby boys.”
We both laugh this off, only teasing each other. We’ve decided not to name the boys until they’re actually here, which is what I did with Ellie Rose. She just looked like her name, so I knew it was perfect.
To be honest, when it comes to the twins, I’ll probably end up letting Dexter have his way with their names. It’s only fair, seeing as I named our firstborn. Plus, then I can remind him of the huge sacrifice I’ve made when he’s woken up twenty times a night and has to help me change a hundred nappies a day.
He might know how to parent Ellie Rose, but babies are something else! I can’t wait to see how he copes.
“Nic will be here anyway, if anything does happen.”
I try to reassure him, but it doesn’t seem to work, and his face still remains panicked.
“I’ll have my phone in my hand all day. Call me if you even get a twinge. Adam knows that I’ll need to leave right away. He’s totally cool about that.”
Dexter and Adam actually get along quite well now. Dex sees how much he did for us, even if his ways were unorthodox, and Adam is happy for me now that I’m married and my family is complete. He knows that this is all I’ve ever wanted. He also
now sees that I could have never loved him in the way that I love Dex. There was just never any comparison; there never could have been.
Dexter is just my everything.
When I remember that wanted man who approached me in a bar when I was at my lowest point, it feels like a lifetime ago, as if it happened to two different people. But that’s what brought my life together. That’s what made everything complete.
That strange, odd event changed the course of my life forever.
“I love you,” I say, wrapping my arms around Dexter’s neck and gazing deep into his eyes.
“I love you too, baby girl,” he replies. He leans forward, kissing me gently. “Always have, always will.”
Epilogue – Dexter
I have it all. The perfect family, the most stunning wife. A life partner, the love of my life. I should be a damn happy man.
There’s only one thing missing.
Adam fucked me over.
Adam made me leave.
Adam made me abandon my family.
And where I come from, we make damn sure those debts are paid… in full.
I’m coming for him.
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