The cool wind is streaming through my hair as Will handles the convertible on the turns.

I can’t stop leaning over to kiss and taste his neck—that spot just under the point of his jaw is so salty. He loves it when I sneak my tongue up behind his ear and nip at the lobe with my teeth.

He’s taking me out to Lake Michigan for some kind of surprise.

Every now and then, we glance at each other at the same time and grin like teenagers.

There’s such an energy about the day. I know it’s coming from us, that we feel confident and free and somehow brand new.

I can’t keep control of myself.

Will keeps grinning at me, and his eyes look bright and easy. There’s still a hint of hungry wolf there, but he’s not a lone wolf now.

Just sitting this close to him makes me burn.

If I don’t think about it, I can still feel the humming in my clit and a deep ache further down, but if I let go and think about it, I start getting wet just deliciously, and then I can’t stop it.

My mind is overloaded with Will, all our memories so far and those to come.

His hot, generous mouth between my legs, long fingers stroking my thighs, gripping my shoulders, and grabbing my ass.

And how could I not mention the sex in the shower last night when we got inventive with the bath oil?

Will slows a little as we hit a smaller road, and I lean over and play with his belt.

I hear him chuckling.

“Can’t you wait, babe?”

“Fuck no. I have to taste it.”

He laughs but doesn’t stop the car.

I get his pants open, and a massive smile cracks my face as that giant cock pops right out to meet me.

“Hello there,” I whisper.

“Are you talking to my cock?”

“Shhh! This is a private conversation.”

“You know, Kat, I wanted to wait ‘til we got to the lake. I have something important to say.”

Will turns his remaining attention to the road as I take the juicy head of his fat cock into my mouth and roll it over my tongue. I play with the edges, teasing the tip of my tongue around the ridges.

I suck it slowly down into my throat. Will sits back and opens his hips just a little, and that thrusts his beautiful cock all the way down my throat.

I love his cock as much as I love letting someone go to town on my clit.

The sensations of rolling it around in my mouth literally makes me wet.

I try to moan, but it’s muffled because my mouth is too full. I tighten my lips up again and start pumping him, lashing my tongue along the wide, thick base as my lips creep up and down the sides.

Will moans and puts a hand on the back of my head, and at that, I feel tingles flowing all over me.

Yes. God yes!

Fuck my tiny little mouth. Make it fit you massive, hard, awesome cock.

I let him take control as he pumps my head slowly and methodically, drawing out each stroke until he comes, gasping and moaning.

I’m just waiting for that quick pumping to start, and as soon as it does, I tighten my lips up and suck around the head, swallowing down his plentiful, delicious cum.

He’s moaning so low it sounds like a growl. I know the head is oversensitive now, but I don’t give a damn.

I keep my lips sealed around the top until I have sucked out every precious drop, leaving me to gulp every couple of seconds so I’m not wasting any of it.

As I sit up, wiping my mouth, I realize the car has stopped.

That’s probably a good thing.

“Wow, when did we get here?”

“A few minutes ago. I wasn’t going to disturb you,” Will answers.

“Look at the mist. It looks so dark.”

“I know, I was hoping for a nice view.”

“Let’s have a look,” I suggest.

I open the door and head out, moving towards the lake. The mist is flowing and shifting, some moments you can see the lake, then the mist shivers, and there’s just grey.

It’s making me feel sweet and dreamy.

I turn around to look for Will and see he’s standing behind me, looking twisted up.

“Baby, what’s wrong?”

“I gotta do this. I gotta do this right,” he mutters.

I cross my arms.

What is my cheeky ass playboy up to now?

I think my world shatters when he goes down on one knee.

I can’t breathe.

He looks right up at me with those wolf eyes, cracks the box, and the pale light glints on the rock inside.

And holy fuck—is it the biggest, nicest cut rock I’ve ever seen. Even with little light, it sparkles.

This is something I thought I never wanted.

I was so sure for so long that marriage was a trap. A time-wasting trap, at that.

An exercise of forced compromise.

I couldn’t have imagined back then how it feels in my chest when Will looks at me, shit-eating smile now toned and gentled into a wide-eyed look of trust and affection.

He’s still a wolf, still savage, but now he knows he doesn’t have to roam alone, he doesn’t have to defend himself with nasty tricks or sarcasm.

Not with me.

“Kat, my darling, my wonderful, will you marry me?”

I can’t answer. I’m speechless.

My pussy is aching, and I think my clit is on fire.

I sink down to my knees as I throw my arms around him, kissing him deep. He pushes me down and kisses me hard, feeling me up with his big hands.

I grind myself against him, feeling how hard he is through his pants. I know I’m practically rolling in the dirt here, but I don’t give a fuck.

All I’m thinking about is getting his cock in me, but I would like to get off the ground. I don’t want to get bitten on the butt by something. Unless it’s Will.

“Wait,” I push him up. “Where’s the ring?”

“Here,” he answers, holding it up. “I grabbed it when you jumped me.”

“Put it on me.”

We sit quietly in the mist, as he frees the ring from the box and slips it gently on my finger.

He kisses me softly.

“Mine,” he whispers.

“I want to get off the ground…” I give him a cheeky grin and a wink. “Where do you want me?”

“The car. Lean over the hood, stretch those gorgeous legs and spread them for me,” he orders, grinning.

I get up and move back to the car.

I lean over the bonnet as instructed, reaching for the wind shield as I open my legs.

I’m wearing a cute little short halter dress, so I know he’s got an excellent view.

My clit is humming, and my pussy is aching. I love it when I’m totally exposed, and he’s looking me over, slowly savoring the look of me.

He reaches between my legs, and his fingers graze my lips as he grabs my panties by the sticky, wet crotch.

With one hard tug, he pulls them off, ripping them at the edges.

“You don’t want these anymore anyway, babe. They’re totally ruined.”

“That’s all your fault,” I whisper, my voice getting thick with need.

He touches my ass, gently runs his hands down my thighs, and pushes up the short dress. I moan softly as his hands roll the dress up to my waist.

With his hands on my ass, pushing my cheeks up and apart, I feel his lips mouthing at my pussy, gently teasing with the tip of his tongue.

He grabs my hips as he leans in harder, eating me, and twisting his tongue in deep.

“Oh god, Will—please fuck me,” I moan.

I can’t take it any more.

I’m starting to wriggle up and down. I grab hold of a windshield wiper to keep myself steady. He keeps his hands on my hips as I try to grind, pushing me against the car with both hands and mouth.

His lips search up into my hole as if they’re looking for something.

I hope he never finds it.

He moves down and tongues my clit, drawing it into his mouth and worshipping it with the tip of his tongue. I feel the jerks deep inside as I cum and gush cum all over his lips.

He doesn’t stop at teasing it—his lips push down hard on my clit, and he sucks on it, kisses it, teases it. Every now and then, he flicks it just lightly with the tip of his tongue.

I hear happy noises coming out of him, half-moans and half-chuckles, as the wet drops from my pussy start rolling down.

He follows them up, burying his lips in my cunt. As his tongue searches out the furthest reaches of me, his lips mouth the entrance, drawing out more cum.

He pushes my ass cheeks up and apart and presses me against the hard bonnet.

“Will, your cock. Please, give me your cock!” I beg.

I can barely speak. My hands are gripping the wipers with while knuckles. I’m going to fling myself back and land on that big hard spike if he doesn’t give it to me.

I feel him stand up as he puts his hands on my ass. He teases the entrance with his cock, sliding the head in, then putting both hands on my hips to slowly—oh, so slowly—slide it into me.

“That’s how I like my woman,” he whispers, stroking my back. “Wet and begging for it. Tell me you want it, Kat.”

“Yes, Will. I want it. I want your hard cock in me every day!”

He still hasn’t put it all the way in.

I’m grinding against the car and bucking like a horse.

“Put it in! Please!”

I feel him put one hand on my shoulder, and I’m trying to force him in all the way, but he has one strong hand on my hip and won’t let me.

“Say you’ll be my wife. Tell me you love me.”

“I’ll be your wife,” I gasp. “I’ll marry you, I want your cock every fucking day. Yes, yes, YES!”

He uses both hands and hips as he thrusts it into me, so deep, oh god, so deep, so good.

I scream.

I’m still trying to writhe against him, but he’s got me pinned against the car. Slowly, he starts to draw his massive cock out again, and I realize he’s fully in control.

I throw myself forward and get my legs open as far as I can, raising my ass high.

He grunts in satisfaction, feeling the change in angle and starts to really thrust. I try as hard as I can to stay still, just be wide open and wet against the car while he uses all his male strength to push that beautiful cock in and out of me.

I just keep getting wetter, and the vaginal orgasms are starting to pile up into multiples.

As he thrusts deep into me, my clit starts grinding against the bonnet of the car, and the clitoral orgasms hit the deeper ones.

I’m screaming, I’m thrashing, I’m grinding against the car.

I’m pinned by Will’s strong hips and huge cock, and I’m dripping wet down my fucking legs. Will drags it out another few strokes then pumps into a fast rhythm, slamming me against the bonnet as he begins to moan and growl, and I just scream.

“Yes, yes, YES!”

Into the dull grey mist. I don’t give a fuck who hears me or sees me.

I’m in love.

He’s so deep inside me that when he starts to blow, I can feel the base of his cock pumping out a rhythm all its own.

He keeps me pinned hard for a second, then leans down and kisses my bare shoulders, rubbing my arms.

“I’m not done yet. I’m going to eat my cum out of you until my cock is ready for your pussy again, and then I’m going to fuck you even harder, even longer, right here, right now. And I don’t give a fuck if a whole troop of boy scouts show up to watch.”

I can’t help but giggle at that, wriggling as I feel him slowly drawing that luscious dick out of me.

I feel his fingers on my ass cheeks again and yank on the windshield wiper as I get up on tiptoes.

Just as his hot cum starts to ooze out, I feel his lips gently mouthing at the hole, sweetly licking out the juices to start with, then sliding his lips in deeper and pulling my hips towards him.

“God, you taste good,” he mouths into my cunt.

I want to say something smart-assy like ‘don’t talk with your mouth full’.

But I’m done, I’m gone—the jerking deep in my cunt is coming out across my whole body, and my screams of delight send flocks of birds scattering off across the lake.