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“Hey, it’s okay,” he whispers into my hair. “You have me now. I’ll take care of everything. Trust me.”

I nod into his chest, my grip tightening around him. Trusting him to know what’s best for me.

My gentle giant. Strong, caring, and loving.

EPILOGUE

Maddox

Five years later.

April would have my head if she caught me smoking.

I can just see her glaring at me, right before snatching the cigarette from my lips. Right now, she’d possibly be more bothered by the fact that I followed her all the way across the state for her friend’s bachelorette party.

As if I am letting her out of my sight in the company of single, horny, reckless women. I trust my wife, but it’s not her I am worried about.

I watch as the girls pile into the limo, and I drop the cigarette to the ground, stepping on it with the heel of my boot before jumping into my car. I follow the limo downtown, my thoughts on my pregnant wife.

She has no idea that I know she is expecting. My gorgeous wife is probably planning to surprise me with the news after this trip, but by now she should understand how hard it is to keep secrets from me.

When I left the military seven years ago, the only other person I interacted with was my physical therapist for my now-healed knees before going back to my empty house and holing up in there for weeks, months even. I was a shell of a person before April came into my life and, I don’t care that all my days are spent with her, thinking about her, stalking her when she is not around.

April iseverythingto me.

The limo pulls over at a night club, and the girls exit the car screaming their lungs out. I wait until they make their way in before following. My eyes on the dark-haired beauty.My wife. The title brings forth such euphoria, I have to palm my dick.

I want her.

She has been away from me all for eighteen hours and twenty-three minutes, and I need her.

I need to touch her and feel her, breathe in her intoxicating scent, and be inside of her. Fuck her until she can’t remember her own name.

I zero in on her the second I enter the club. She is standing at the bar with a bottle of water while her friends drown alcoholic beverages of their choice, but I don’t care about them. I stand in a dark area to watch my wife. I have heard so much about this club, and none of the things I’ve heard are good, and for that reason alone, I am keeping an eye on the most precious thing I own.

The lights in the club dim further, but I don’t dare take my eyes off my wife. My dick throbs hard in my pants as I examine what she is wearing tonight. Her small dress exposes way more than I’d prefer, but the fact that she belongs to me sends a fresh wave of need rushing through me.

When her friends move to the dance floor, too buzzed to sit still, I sneak behind her and grab her. My hand moves at lighting speed around her waist while the other covers her mouth so she doesn’t scream, which would be useless here anyway.

Her body tenses for a second before she elbows my side. A move I taught her, hard enough to hurt most, but for someone who spent fifteen years in the military, it won’t do much but bruise my skin.

“Baby,” I whisper into her ear as I drag her to a dark corner of the room. “You smell so lovely tonight.”

“You fucking asshole,” she curses once I let go of her mouth. I smile at her sass. “You couldn’t just walk up to me and ask me to follow you?”

“Where’s the fun in that?” I whisper, spinning her so she is facing the wall before yanking up her dress. My fingers caress their way up her thigh, and I almost cum in my jeans.

She is not wearing anything underneath the skimpy dress.

“Did you forget something?” I ask, my middle finger sliding through her wet folds. She is so wet, it’s as if she was waiting for me.

“I just… oh! Ahh, deeper.” She moans. “I just wanted to make it easier for you.”

“You knew I would come?”

My darling wife chuckles, which soon morphs into a moan as I ruthlessly work my finger into her. “Of course, I knew you would come. You crashed my bachelorette party. I knew you wouldn’t miss this one too.”

I let go of her as I unzip my pants, grab my cock, and slap it against her fat, juicy ass. “You know me so well don’t you, baby?”


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