Chapter Sixteen

I sat on the back porch swing and watched the sun come up. For the first time in my life, I was truly happy. I had a family and a home. What did my future hold? Who knew.

If I married Alex, my father would keep trying to kill him. There was so little left of the body found at the bomb site that the CIA couldn’t verify the remains were Roberts’. If he was still alive, Roberts would redouble his efforts to kill us.

“Good morning.” Alex leaned down and kissed me.

Wowzers, could that man kiss. I smiled at him. “Good morning.”

Alex put a handful of dandelions on the patio table. “I brought you some flowers.” He sat next to me and his foot tapped nervously.

“Thank you.” Those weren’t flowers. They were weeds, but what the hell, it was the thought that counted. “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah.” His foot kept tapping.

I placed my hand on his leg. “You’re acting kinda weird and that scares the bejesus out of me. Who’s trying to kill us now?”

“The usual suspects.” Alex handed me a small box. “I bought this for you.”

I shook it. “No one has ever given me a gift before.”

“Never? Not even for your birthday or Christmas?”

“Nope. What is it?”

“Your ring.”

“My what?” I opened the box. It held a simple gold wedding band. I took it out and read the inscription. Finders Keepers. I bit my lip to keep from laughing. The love of my life was so romantic. “It’s perfect.”

The tension drained from Alex’s body, and he slid it on my ring finger.

“I haven’t said yes, yet.”

Alex’s smile bordered on smug. “You will.”

“What makes you think that?”

He pulled me onto his lap. “First I’m going to kiss you senseless, then I’m going to put my cock deep inside you and fuck your brains out.”

The tee shirt I was wearing rode up my hips and I could feel the cool morning air on my bare butt. “You do know I haven’t been with a man before?”

“Doesn’t matter,” Alex said arrogantly.

“It doesn’t?”

“Nope, I have a magical cock.”

I smothered a laugh. Was he trying to settle my virginal nerves? Cause it was working. “Magical, huh?”

Alex’s mouth closed over mine, demanding, sensual and full of carnal need.

Boom! It was like a switch got flipped and I was wrapped around him like a deranged nymphomaniac.

Our mouths locked together, Alex scooped me up and marched through the kitchen.

“Do you need a condom?” Momma Rosa asked Alex as he carried me past her.

I held out my hand.

Momma Rosa put a foil pouch in my hand. “I’ll call Pastor Mike.”

I struggled to think through the haze of bliss. Pastor Mike?

Alex walked into his room, kicked the door shut and dropped me on the bed. “Get ready for the ride of your life.”

“Yippee-ki-yay! I get to ride a cowboy!”

Alex hit a button on a tape deck. Bump and grind music filled the room.

To my utter astonishment, he broke into a dance that rivaled the pelvic thrusting Chippendales. He ripped off his shirt and tossed it at me.

Giggling like a loon, I caught it and waved it over my head.

His muscular body moved with the music. A little two-step followed by a twirl and poof; his pants were gone!

My jaw dropped. He was butt naked. He shook his taut ass at me.

I hooted.

Alex spun around and his jutting penis had my full attention. That was not going to fit.

“I’m going to start with eating your sweet little pussy,” Alex rumbled as he crawled up the bed. “And once you start screaming my name, I’ll move onto the good stuff.”

“The good stuff?” I asked faintly.

Alex mouth claimed mine in a long voracious kiss that stole my breath and addled my senses. His big, callused hands slid my tee shirt up and caressed my breasts. An aching need blossomed inside me.

He sucked my right nipple, and a firestorm of pleasure hit me. “Like that?”

“Yes, very much.”

I was suddenly flat on my back and Alex’s head was between my legs. Pressing his tongue deep into my pussy, he dragged it upward over my clit; again, and again and again.

An insane pressure built in my lady parts, driving me wild. I screamed as a brain-jelling climax hit. I couldn’t move as spasm after spasm shook me.

“Now we move onto the good stuff.”

I sucked in a shuddering breath. What could be better than that? My internal muscles quivered as his cock pushed against my pussy. I guess I was about to find out.

With one thrust Alex was deep inside me. There was a flash of pain as my body stretched to accommodate him.

“You, okay?”

I kissed his shoulder. “Yeah, but I’m waiting for the good stuff to begin.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Alex pulled his cock out. “Get ready for the ride of your life.” Gripping my ass, he pounded into me with a rhythm that stole all reason.

I arched against Alex and met him kiss for kiss. Caress for caress. My body clenched on his cock and wave after wave of ecstasy rolled over me, leaving me trembling helplessly.

Alex howled his release, and something hot flooded my cervix.

“Oh hell, we forgot the condom,” I moaned.

“That’s okay, I’ve always wanted a bunch of kids.”

I frowned. “How many kids?”

“At least six.”

“Seriously? So do I.”

“Good.” Alex nibbled on the side of my neck. “Masters gave us four weeks of leave time. Where do you want to go for our honeymoon?”

I gave him the stink eye. “Alaska, but we’re not married yet.”

“We will be in,” Alex looked at his watch. “Two hours.”

“We don’t have a marriage license,” I pointed out.

Alex kissed the tip of my nose. “Yes, we do.”

“I don’t have a dress.”

“Momma Rosa would be honored if you wore her wedding dress.”

Tears sprang to my eyes. “I would love to wear her dress.”

“Why Alaska?”

My eyebrows rose. “I’ve never seen snow, or a glacier or the northern lights.”

“I’ll get us a cabin and we’ll make like tourists.” Alex looked me straight in the eye. “Our life is never going to be boring.”

“Not with six kids or Pops hanging around.”

Alex wrapped his arms around me. “You are the love of my life. Are you ready to do this?”

“I am.”