I confirmed his question. “Ten.”
He gripped my legs and pushed them wide. The stretch was pleasant and I eased into the position. His hair tickled the inner muscles of my legs and he rubbed his scruff along the skin teasing me. He could tease me for hours, days, weeks, and my decision would firmly remain the same. I was content to wait on kids and he knew this.
“You sure about that?” Chase delivered a long lick trailing his tongue from my opening up and around my swollen clit. He had a way with his mouth muscles. He could have been oral MVP instead of his team’s football MVP and lucky me he was all mine. Ladies between the ages of eighteen and eighty would have to look elsewhere. Magic tongue was staying right here with me. I’d have a jersey made. Something in pink with glitter to match my new Michael Kors bag.
“I’m sure you’re not done down there.” My hands gripped his shoulders pushing him back down. I felt his smile against my skin as he goes back to town on
my lady parts. His warm breath heats me up and I felt my desire like a heatwave course over my body. I reverted to autopilot shivering and making a mess of Chase’s handsome face with my arousal. He’s like a puppy with a new chew toy every time he’s down there and it’s tempting to say yes to a great many things I’d generally say no to. Cocking my head to the side I do recall a plethora of things on my hard limits list that he’s convinced me of otherwise. I’m lucky he doesn’t think I’m serious when I relent in the heat of the moment.
“I’m just getting started babe.”
Chase worked his magic until I’m yelping and moaning incoherently making promises he knows I don’t mean. Heck, I’d have a litter of babies as long as he kept doing what he was doing and that was some serious voodoo magic since me thinking about the mechanics of having said babies killed the mood pretty quick. He’s sexy and fun and I get to keep him. Who knew that coming to the middle of nowhere to babysit furballs would have yielded a tailwind of good things to come? Definitely not me, but I was grateful all the same. My head flopped back into the feathered pillows tuning out the puppy growling and barking, the hissing cat, and the thumping of the headboard against the wall. We’d probably need to have that fixed or repainted, but I didn’t care. I had a full heart and everything I needed right here.
Epilogue
WINNIE
“Darling you look so beautiful.” My dad sniffs loudly holding my arm as we walk down the path to where everyone is waiting. He isn’t usually so sentimental. I don’t know if it’s the rollercoaster he experienced with my mom or the fact that his only daughter is now in the hands of another man. I’m thinking it’s a dad thing by the wave of protective alpha pheromones he’s giving off despite Chase being one of the biggest guys here.
“What were you thinking on the day you married mom?” The burning question had been in my mind for years since they divorced and mouth blurted it out now of all times. How did two people love each other one day and then decide they didn’t love each other enough the next? It terrified me that as close as I felt to Chase today that it was possible to feel equally as far away if something went horribly wrong.
“I was thinking that she was the most beautiful woman in the world and that I was lucky she looked past all my faults and chose me.” It’s the nicest thing he’s ever said about her and I believed him. There’s a love and light that shines in his eyes that wasn’t there a year ago.
“Really dad?”
“Really Win.” He patted my hand.
“But how did you know you loved her? How did you know you didn’t love her?” All the questions are popping out now as we walked down the aisle.
“I never stopped loving your mother. We just grew too far apart for love to hold us together. We’ll always have you. We’ll always have the memories of those years together in that shit hole first apartment before I made any money and then when we moved uptown those early years.”
“But now?”
“Now I think your mother needs something else, maybe someone else and once she figures it out, I’ll be here, or there, or where ever she needs me to be.”
“And you’re okay with that?”
“I’m not saying I’d love that, but if that’s what she needs than I’ll find a way to adjust. That’s part of love. Loving the whole person.”
It was hard to imagine my parents with other people. I never wanted to imagine my life without Chase.
“That’s the look.” Dad nudged me as we took several more steps closer to the next chapter in my life.
“What look?”
“That look that says he’s your person. You’ll do alright sweetheart.”
“You think so dad?”
Dad leaned in to whisper in my ear through the veil. “I know so. Besides, he’s got all the equipment you’ll ever need. He’ll keep you very happy.” Dad winked and handed me off to Chase while shaking his hand.
The priest began the ceremony and that’s when I realized my dad made a dick joke handing me off to my husband.