Silas

With a folder in hand, I make my way back to the hotel room. The meeting went better than I expected. And I need Everly to know that I’m willing to give up anything to be with her—after all, she gave up everything to be with me.

I knock on the door to let her know I’m coming in, but when I swing open the door I do not expect to see her like this.

She’s lying on the bed, legs parted, her hand darting out from where it’s been buried.

“Am I interrupting something?” I ask, dropping my coat on a chair, and setting the folder on the table. Everly sits up, her tits pushed high on her chest in the bright red, strapless corset. She looks like a minx, a dirty version of the sweet Everly I’ve gotten to know.

“I’ve been waiting a long time for you to get back, husband,” she says, licking her lips, and running her hands over her thighs as she sits up on her knees, on the edge of the bed.

Smiling, I walk toward her. The tears from earlier are gone; she seems lighter, more relaxed. At peace. Decided.

Also, she looks ready to be fucked. I wrap my arms around her shoulders, looking down into her eyes.

“You okay, Everly? When I left, you were so upset.”

She takes one of my hands from around her neck, and presses it to her pussy. I groan, feeling how wet she is, loving that she was touching herself before I came in the room.

“I’ve been thinking a lot,” she says, kissing my neck. “I’ve been thinking of what I really want.”

My hand is on her juicy folds, and I want to fuck her so bad, but I need to tell her something, too.

“I have something to tell you first, Everly,” I say.

She shakes her head. “No, I want to go first. I need you to know what I want. What I need from you.”

I swallow, withdrawing my hand from her soft pussy.

“Put it back there, husband. That’s part of what we need to talk about.”

Doing as she asks, I plunge two fingers into her opening, causing her to eke out a moan, completely surprised at my force. “Your little pussy likes it hard, Everly.”

“I know.” She lowers the cups on the corset, letting her tits spill out in their round and voluminous glory.

Fuck, her nipples are hard and tight. I run my free hand over one of them, my cock straining in my jeans as I touch both her clit and a nipple.

“Silas,” she says. “I only want one man. Ever. I only want one man to have known my body, only one man to know my pussy. Only one man to know what it means to fuck me.”

“You’re talking so dirty, Everly,” I tell her. “What has you so hot and bothered?”

“Thinking about you. About my life with you, baby. About our forever.” She unbuttons my jeans, tugging them down, so she can touch my hard, thick cock. My cock is so ready for her, ready to plow into her. It’s a cock ready to take its woman and never let her go.

“You want forever with me?” I ask her, knowing I told her I loved her, but not knowing if she’ll ever feel the same way.

“I want everything with you,” she tells me, looking into my eyes with sincerity and desire and meaning. “I love you, Silas. I love that you’re everything I’m not, that you’re the man I need, and the man I want. And right now I need you. I need you to take me.”

She strokes my shaft, and dammit, I can’t take it anymore.

I need her now. On my cock.

I pick her up, and sit on the bed, her on my lap.

“Don’t go slow,” she begs. “I’ve been waiting hours for you to get back. I need to come so bad.”

“Where do you want to come?” I tease her, setting her down on my massive rod.

“I want to come on your cock. I want to be filled with your big, hard, cock and I want to come all over it.”

“Oh, I’ll make you come so hard you’ll never forget.”

“I’ll never forget you.” She sinks on top of me, her pussy stretched as she takes me fully. “I don’t care where we live or how we live, I just want to live with you.” She rocks her hips over me, moaning as her head falls back in pleasure.

My cock pumps into her, loving the warmth surrounding it.

“Even in the middle of nowhere?” I ask, fucking her good and hard.

“With you protecting me?” She smiles, kissing my lips before answering. “Yes.”

“Even without neighbors or doctors, or friends?”

“I would give it all up if it means I can have you.”

“Damn, woman, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

She swivels her hips as I thrust deep into her core, her pussy tightening around my length.

“Oh, baby,” she moans, her thighs shaking as she falls back, my arms holding her up.

My cock shoots come into her, hot and hard.

“Oh, yes,” she cries, as the orgasm consumes her.

When she stops coming, she wraps her arms around my neck, and I hold that girl so fucking tight.

“So even if it means I rebuild us a cabin like the one that burned down, you’ll still stay with me?” I ask.

She runs her hands through my hair. “Silas, even if it means we live in a shitty cabin, yes. I’m not leaving you. You gave me a ring and you made me your wife. I am yours.”

I grin, knowing I’m going to make that girl come all over again the moment she sees what I have for her.

“Then be a good little wife, and bring me that folder.” I point to the folder I dropped on the table.

She steps away from me, her round ass so creamy and sweet, I just want to press my face against it. And now I know that I’ll get to forever.

And that was before she knew what I got her.

She hands me the folder. “What is it?”

“A few things. I had to get my wife a new house. That’s where I was this afternoon, meeting with my lawyer and an agent.”

Her eyes narrow in confusion. “I thought you were building one?”

I shrug. “Open it.”

She opens the folder, and starts reading the printouts. There are half a dozen housing options for her.

“Silas,” she says, shaking her head, confused. She stands before me stark naked and so fucking hot, and so completely out of the loop. “These aren’t cabins.”

“I built that cabin out in Denali for myself. I was an ass to ever bring a woman there and expect her to be happy. Pick one of these places, Everly. You deserve it.”

“Silas, these listings are for ten-million-dollar homes.”

“These homes are all still remote enough that we’ll have the best of both worlds. Plenty of property, but with a real house you can call your own.”

“You have the money to do this?” she asks.

“Monique is no liar. Her clients are legit, and I’m one of them. I just like knowing you love me for who I am, not for what I have.”

She shakes her head, stuffing the listings in the folder and shoving it back to me. “I don’t need all this.”

“I know. But that doesn’t mean you can’t have it.”

“I did not see this coming.” She walks toward me, wrapping her arms around my neck.

“I’m not taking the folder back, wife,” I tell her, unwrapping her arms and putting it in her hands again. “And you have to pick soon. We literally have no place to go.”

“Because I burned down your house.”

“Pretty much.” I grab her ass, run my hand over her silky skin.

“This is insane,” Everly says. “I really thought….”

“That I was broke?”

She snorts. “Yeah, sort of.” She bites her lip, suppressing a smile. “I hope you know I meant what I said earlier. I love you for you. Shitty cabin or mansion, I’m yours.”

“I know you are, Everly Now look at the last piece of paper in the folder.”

She flips through the listings and comes to the last sheet of paper. She holds it up, then her eyes meet mine in surprise.

It’s a voided pre-nup.

“Really, Silas?” Her eyes glisten at the realization that I am completely committed to her. Now and for always.

“Damn straight. I’m your mountain man, Everly, until the day I die,” I tell her, pulling her face to mine, kissing her lips, claiming her all over again. The same way I plan to do for the rest of my life.