Chapter 37

Shawn

It hits me hard—harder than a truck with failing brakes hits a brick wall.

Evelyn is even more beautiful now than the day I laid eyes on her.

I never thought it possible, but it’s so fucking true.

Her eyes are blazing and practically devouring me.

I can’t get enough of letting my own take in each and every one of her curves, tits, and perfect ass.

And I love her more than I thought possible. I love her with all my heart, and I’d do anything to protect her…her and Tanner.

With a sigh, I change position. Life is so fucking perfect right now. It seems hardly possible, as only a few hours ago, everything was hanging in the balance—Tanner missing and James and me brawling.

At least I’ve finally been able to lay to rest the ghost of my nightmare.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I whisper and wrap my finger around one of her stray locks.

It’s amazing how her maid of honor had been able to repair her disheveled state when we returned to our wedding. Not much could be done about the state of the dress, but what the heck.

As I recall Evelyn in her wedding dress, she looked perfect to me. But I bet she looks more perfect in her underwear.

“Penny for your thought,” Evelyn murmurs and rests her hands on my chest.

“I thought how exquisite you would have looked in your underwear at the wedding.”

Her laughter is music to my ears. It sounds like millions of tiny bells ringing.

“Could you imagine?”

I nod.

Of course, I fucking can. No doubt the men would have loved it, and the women would have spewed forth hatred.

“I doubt the priest would have coped,” she quips and rolls onto her back. “Not to mention our guests.”

“Speaking of underwear,” I lean over her. “Let’s finally rid you off this gorgeous dress and expose your perfect body.”

When it’s off, I take a moment to admire the lacy white bra of the finest silky material, pushing those perfect tits of hers upward. My right hand reaches out toward the prize.

Gently, I pop one tit out of the cup and let the nipple roll through my finger. Evelyn moans with pleasure and arches her lower back to push those perky tits up toward me.

I repeat my action with the other tit.

Then I unclasp her bra and twirl it over my head a few times before throwing it to the floor.

With her tits free of any kind of restriction, her nipples harden, and my hands get busy, before my mouth starts to suck on one of them.

“Oh, Shawn,” she moans, and I feel her hands on my back.

I don’t stop. Instead, I let my mouth take turns, moving from her right tit to her left and back again.

By now, she’s writhing beneath and trying to get her body under me.

But I’ve got other fucking plans.

We’ve got the whole night ahead of us, not to mention the rest of our lives.

“How about we take advantage of all the room has to offer?” I say as I leave those delicious tits of hers.

“Let’s just fuck,” she pants and tries to pull me back onto her. “I need that cock inside of me…now!”

I chuckle.

“All good things come to those who wait,” I promise and leave the bed to her growing protests.

“Shawn…come back…babe…please…”

Without a response, I stride to the massive spa bath and run the water.

Seconds later, I can feel her naked body press into mine.

“How about we…you know…” She puts her hands on the edge of the tub and wiggles her ass at me. “Entertain ourselves until this little baby is full?”

It’s too much for my throbbing cock, the way she’s parading that ass in front of me.

Fuck.

I lean forward, hands cupping those tits again and sucking on her ear lobe.

“Oh, Shawn,” she murmurs and pushes herself against my quivering cock.

“Easy, boy. All good things come to those who wait, remember?” In response, my cock twitches, and I fear I might not be able to restrain myself and shoot my next load all over her ass.

Of course, if that were to happen, I could lick it all off her.

“Have I told you how much I love you, Evelyn Tucker?”

“Yes…” She’s arching her back some more, trying her very best to get me to put my cock into her.

“And that I’m going to try for the rest of my life to make up the lost time?”

“You have,” she whispers. “I love you too.”

As I leave her ear lobe and look at the back of her neck, I see tiny beads of sweat trickle down.

My hands are busy massaging and kneading.

“You know how you can start making it up to me?” She’s panting.

“Tell me, babe. How?” Actually, I think I know exactly what she’s after, but I love to hear it from her lips.

“Put that cock of yours into my pussy…now!”

I chuckle.

It feels fucking awesome to be here—Evelyn begging me to fuck her. Briefly, I think back to the first time I knocked on her door a few months ago now: no fucking idea who she was, who I was, and where it would end up.

I must be the fucking luckiest man alive.

“If you’re sure,” I murmur and release her tits.

My fingers find their spot on her hips, thumbs on top, before I enter slowly.

“Yes…”

“You like that, don’t you?” I push deep into her, all the way until my balls are pressed against her ass. There, I stay.

Evelyn pushes against me, wiggling from side to side, urging me on to fuck her.

I love the feel of the walls of her pussy grabbing my cock, massaging it, milking it for its contents.

Part of me wants to stay like this forever: my cock in her as far as it can go. By then, the urge to fuck her wins, and I pull out before ramming back into her.

The water cascades into the tub as Evelyn is hanging onto the edge and I fuck her from behind.

From where we are, we get the view of the entire city, and I feel as if I’m floating on a cloud.

There’s a fire burning brightly in my belly, and the heat spreads outward, reaching each and every one of my nerve cells. It feels fucking amazing.

“Yes…yes…yes…” Evelyn pants and pushes hard against me.

Each and every inward thrust has my balls push against her ass.

At this rate, it won’t take long for me to come inside of her. I try and slow my pummeling—but it turns out my brain’s taking a fucking vacation and left my cock in charge.

The only thing my cock wants to do is pummel in and out of her pussy as hard and fast as possible.

Evelyn must be close to coming, with the walls of her pussy tightening more and more on each inward thrust.

To make sure she gets maximum pleasure, I move one of my hands and reach around her to find her clit.

Slowly, my index finger pushes against it. I don’t move side to side, only exerting pressure.

Her own movement tips her over the edge, and I feel the ripples of pleasure turn into spasms.

She throws her head right back and screams at the top of her lungs. I sure hope this place has good soundproofing.

And just then, my cock throbs, thickens, and unleashes a massive load of warm cum into her.

Muscle tremors rip through me, and I lean forward, trying to push even further into her. My lips caress her neck as I continue to unload my massive load.

When I’m finally done, I pull out of her and pull her into my arms.

“So, Mrs. Tucker, how was that?”

“Not bad for the beginning,” she murmurs, wrapping her arms around my neck. “For the start, at least. Let’s see what else you’ve got in store for me.”

Without another word, I scoop her up into my arms and lift her into the bath tub. Then I turn the tap off and press the button to activate the spa.

The water starts to bubble violently, and, soon, all I can see is Evelyn’s face amongst a sea of bouncing bubbles.

I join her, and she glides onto my lap.

We look at each other. For a while, neither of us speaks.

It’s just her and me.

The past is in the past, and the future is yet to happen.

All that matters is here and now: the present.

Part of me still can’t believe how lucky I’ve been.

It could have been so much worse and different for the two of us.

Someone is definitely looking after us.

I vow to make sure I never forget to give thanks for all the good life has brought me.

“So,” I lean toward Evelyn. “What else did you have in mind tonight?”