38. Chapter 38

Our house was almost complete. There was something I needed to do before we moved into it and the longer my eyes tracked the way Posie led my son through how to paint his trees, the more I was determined to do it today.

Patience had worn completely thin over the past six months. My patience over the delays in getting our home finished, my family's patience in me for not proposing to my woman yet, and the fact that my best friend was still on assignment was another nail in the coffin that ate away at my resolve.

I had wanted to wait until he could be a part of our celebration, but every time we thought Jake would wrap up the undercover operation he was on, something would come up to postpone the bust. If I was frustrated with the situation, I knew he was, especially since Angela was rumored to have been seeing someone else. She didn't even give my friend the courtesy of a Dear John letter. Instead, she sent word through the department to let him know they were over. Then the department had to put eyes on her, to make sure she didn't spill the beans about what he was up to.

We still had Pops' house cleaned up and cleared out for him to take over whenever he finally got clear of that situation.

I glanced back down to watch as Posie cleaned my boy up and then took him to his room. It was past his bedtime already, but he was bound and determined to get those trees right.

I smiled with pride as I saw that he had done just that before they finally gave in. Pops would have been so proud to see his daughter pass on the skills she had to his great-grandson. It still felt weird to acknowledge that my girlfriend was my grandfather's daughter. It wasn't something any of us brought up in public. Even though there was no blood relation, some people didn't understand the dynamic and passed judgment that we didn't care to address. We also never talked about J.J.'s mother who was serving out a twelve-year sentence for the nightmare she put us all through.

While my girlfriend painted with my son, I made myself busy with writing her a letter. It was something I missed doing and decided this was the prime moment to start it up again. I glanced down at what I had written and smiled as I tucked it into an envelope and slid it onto my dresser. She would get it after I was certain my son was asleep and wouldn't interrupt us.

Posie faced me after crawling in bed. I could see that she was exhausted and while I wanted to give her a reprieve and allow her to drift off to sleep peacefully, there was a question I needed an answer to that was burning a hole in my proverbial pocket.

"What's on your mind?"

"I wrote you a letter."

"You did?" There was no way to hide the curiosity or excitement in her voice as she questioned me.

My smile grew as I reached behind me and offered it up to her. She took the envelope and stared at it for a few minutes before turning her eyes back up to meet mine. There was a shimmer of wetness in them when our eyes locked.

"I know this might seem weird, since we see one another every day, but I miss our letters."

"Me too. That's why I wrote you today while you painted with J.J."

Her smile grew as she slid the envelope open and discarded it on the bed between us as she pulled out the pages. I didn't expect her to read my words out loud, but that's what she did.

My beautiful, sweet Posie,

I missed giving and receiving these letters. It's been a long while since we used to do that. Seeing as it was my fault that we stopped, I wanted to remedy the situation.

Posie glanced up at me and offered a sad smile. We both knew why our letter writing stopped – hers long before mine – because while we were wonderful at putting our day-to-day lives on paper, our communication about feelings was where we lacked.

There were things I should have said in letters long before you came to surprise me that one time. Things like: ‘I've fallen in love with you, you mean everything to me, please don't let anyone else take your firsts – I want to claim them for myself'. There were other moments I wish I had written what was really on my mind. Moments that might have brought us together sooner without all the drama.

Still, as Pops reminded us both frequently, everything happens the way it does for a reason. We weren't ready then.

I am ready for the next step now, though.

I hope you're on the same page with me, sweetheart.

When I looked down into your studio today and watched you spend hours with my son patiently teaching him how to do something that is nearly effortless for you, I was in awe. Your beauty knows no bounds. You love with all your heart and do it openly for anyone to see.

Thank you for loving my son as if he was your own.

It made the love I already felt for you grow beyond anything I ever thought possible.

I need you to know something, Posie, and a letter was the only way I could tell you.

I want you in our lives forever.

I want you to be my wife.

I want you to be J.J.'s mother.

I need you to be the mother to more of our children that we will get to raise together. One day, I want you to be the Nana while I'm the Papa to our future grandchildren and I want to start that journey today.

I love you with everything I have to give, sweetheart. Please, tell me you will always be mine as I ask you the most important question of our lives…

Posie swiped away moisture from her eyes before it could fall and then she locked her eyes on mine. "I've always been yours, Max. That's never going to change."

I grabbed her hand and slid the ring I'd been hiding for months onto her finger.

"Then say ‘Yes' and promise you'll become my wife, and we'll never stop writing letters and loving one another."

"Yes, Max. My answer is always going to be yes."

She leaned over at the same time I did, and our lips met in the middle over the discarded envelope that once contained my heart in word form.

"I love you, Posie," I whispered against her lips.

"I love you, too, Max. Now, show me how perfect we are together."

We were already both naked, except for the ring I'd just put on Posie's finger, so I slid over further and pulled her closer until she was lying there with me draped across the top of the lefthand side of her body. I brushed my hand down her cheek to her neck and traced it feather-light across her collar bones and the sides of her breast before moving back to the middle and trailing my fingers down the center of her abdomen.

"You're so fucking beautiful, sweetheart."

"You're a handsome specimen, too, Max."

I grinned at her. "Calling me a ‘specimen' isn't exactly romantic, Posie."

She grinned back. "We can't take ourselves too seriously. Now, why don't you finish showing me how much you appreciate being the only man to have access to my body for the rest of our lives."

I leaned in further and kissed Posie until she gasped for more. After I gave it to her, I trailed kisses down her jaw, neck, and followed the same path my fingers traced earlier until I came to her slick center. My tongue shot out to swipe up the whole of her pussy from her entrance back to her clit with the flat of my tongue. I took my time to lick, suck, and nibble every single inch of her delectable cunt until she squirmed beneath me with one hand fisted in the sheets as the other gripped the hell out of my hair in an attempt to get her to climax faster.

I chuckled as she attempted to move me where she wanted, and the sensation sent her into a mini orgasm before I could pull back. "Cheater," I accused.

She giggled as she shot back, "Tease."

"Just for that," I said while crawling up her body, "you're going to have to come big around my cock now instead of on my mouth."

"That's not exactly a punishment, my love."

I grinned at her endearment. "I can't even remember why I would need to punish you after hearing ‘my love' spoken from those sweet lips."

"Okay, my romantic, cheeseball fiancé, how about you get up here and fuck me until we're both half-blind puddles of bliss, so we can celebrate our impending marriage?"

"When you put it like that, how could I deny you?"

"You can't." Posie reached between us and took hold of my cock with her hand. She gave it a quick wank or two before lining me up with her entrance and lifting her hips to help drive me inside. I would have helped her but was mesmerized by watching her take charge.

When I didn't move to help out, Posie rolled her beautiful eyes at me, grabbed my hips, and pulled me forward until I was lodged completely inside her. Only then did I break and grin at her.

"You're a pain in my ass."

"Not yet, but I could be," I teased before pulling out halfway and slamming home again.

"Don't threaten me with a good time," Posie huffed.

I pulled out, flipped her over, and sank my dick back inside her hot, wet pussy as she laughed. Her laughter made her body pull tight against my cock and I groaned in appreciation.

When her laughter stopped and she wiggled her hips at me, I slapped a hand down on her ass. The sudden sting of the impact made her pussy clench around me again. "Yeah, baby. Just like that," I grunted.

"I can't even complain because…" She moaned as I pulled out, slammed back in and gave her other ass cheek a dose of the same medicine. A full body shudder and pussy squeeze later had me losing my damn mind. I grabbed her hips and held on tight as I pulled her body to meet each and every forward thrust I made. Our thighs slapped together as my balls battered her clit and Posie's back arched giving me just the right angle to hit that magic spot inside her that made her squirt all over me the minute she came.

After I emptied myself inside her and rolled us so that I was lying behind my fiancé, I kissed the back of her neck and tucked the sheet up around us. "Fuckin' love you sweetheart."

She mumbled something like, "Love you, too" but it was difficult to understand in her fuck-drunk state.

I decided to push my luck and let her know what I was thinking. I reached around and splayed my hand over her tight stomach and whispered in her ear, "The minute I wife you up, you're going off the birth control, and I'm going to fill you up until you're carrying our next child in here, sweetheart."

"Shut up before you have to fuck me again. It's been a long day and we're going to have to announce our engagement to family tomorrow."

"I think we should go for round two then. They're going to keep us busy, and we don't want to be too tired to celebrate again tomorrow." Posie giggled but didn't hesitate to turn over and climb on top of me.