Epilogue

Exactly One Year Later

Halloween is still my favorite day of the year.

This year is different though. Instead of getting dressed up to go to a party I know I won’t enjoy, I drive my little powder blue car to the outskirts of town before turning onto a backroad. I drive for ten minutes before pulling over and killing the engine.

Removing my cellphone from my purse, I pull up the number I am looking for and hit dial. I listen to the ringing, waiting for a voice to say my name.

“Sweetness.” Burkes voice drifts down the line, sending anticipation skittering down my spine.

“Do you still track my phone?” I ask, fighting to keep the excitement from my tone.

“Sage, what’s wrong?”

I can hear him moving around in the background. I must take too long to answer.

“Sage, answer me,” he says worriedly.

“I’m fine.”

“Why do I need to track your phone?” His voice is a little calmer.

“I want to recreate our first date.”

In the year we have been together, we have never tried to recreate that night. We’ve spoken about it but our sex life has become a lot less… adventurous.

“Sweetness?”

“It’s our one-year anniversary.”

He chuckles and I feel the sound all the way to my soul. “Where are you?”

“I’m not telling,” I say with a smile. “But if you find me, you can have your way with me.”

I end the call without letting him say anything else. I silence the ringer and stare out at the forest as the sun sinks below the horizon. Burke will be here soon.

I check my hair and makeup one last time before stepping out of the car. I walk into the tree line, calmness seeping into my soul. This is different from the last time but I know what to expect now.

I hear a siren in the distance and I know that he has broken laws to get here as quickly as possible. I laugh loudly at the thought of him speeding through our quiet little town with his lights flashing.

My steeps speed up as the noise grows closer. I need to be deeper into the woods before his car stops. I don’t want to make this too easy on him. It’s why I’m dressed in black tonight. The white dress I wore last year was like a damn shining beacon in the night. I hope my clothes will hide me a bit this time.

“Sage!” he yells loudly. “This isn’t funny.”

I clamp a hand over my mouth to stifle a giggle. Because to me, it is funny. I’m not in any kind of danger and he knows it.

“If I have to chase you, you’ll regret it,” he shouts.

My sex grows slick at the threat in his words. This is exactly what I want. I want him to chase me, find me, and fuck me.

I round a tree, stepping carefully, trying not to disturb anything that could give away my position. Burke, does not do the same thing. He thunders through the underbrush like a bull through a china shop. I stand completely still, my breathing even and shallow as he passes right by me. I wait until he is ten paces away before making my move. I take off running, knowing full and well that he hears me.

It only takes mere moments for his muscular arms to wrap around me.

“Got you,” he murmurs in my ear.

I fight to get out of his grasp even though it’s the last thing I want to happen. Burke presses me against a tree, my face pressed harshly against the rough bark. I hear his belt buckle as he pulls the leather through the loops. With quick and efficient movements he turns me around before clamping my hands above my head. This is exactly what he did the first time.

The belt wraps around my wrists and the tree once more, keeping me immobilized.

“Fuck me,” he mumbles, running a hand down his face. “What are you wearing?”

I know it’s a little much but I knew he would love it. The black dress I chose is sheer and even in the dark, I know he can see everything. He pulls his phone from his jean pocket, the flashlight coming on and illuminating me even further and I know he is recording us again. We’ve watched the first video a hundred times this past year, both of us enjoying the visuals.

I don’t say a word. I watch as he places the device against a tree trunk before returning to me. He grins before pulling my head back with a harsh grip, my scalp stinging. A scream pulls from deep inside me.

“You don’t know what you’ve done,” he says lowly, biting my lip hard.

I start fighting against my bonds, kicking out at him. Knowing what is going to happen doesn’t make a difference. The adrenaline has hit and my fight or flight instinct has kicked in.

“Let me down!”

“Not until I’ve had my way with you,” he replies, pinching my nipple harshly. “You wanted this. Dressing like this is enough to ush any man over the fucking edge.”

I spit in his face. “You have no right.”

He wipes away my spittle with a smirk. “Oh baby. You’re pushing all my buttons.”

He grabs the sheer material, ripping it down the middle. My breast sway as I try to get my hands free. He fondles my breast before sucking harshly on each nipple. His gaze connects with mine and I see true concern there. He softly lays a hand on my swollen stomach, kissing the curve lightly.

“Are you sure?” he asks softly.

I know what he’s worries about. I’m due in two weeks and he has been overprotective since the moment we found out.

I kick out, hitting him in the thigh, barely missing his groin. His demeanor changes instantly. Going from worried to aroused in seconds.

“You’re going to regret that,” he says. “I’m going to fuck you against this tree. I’ll stuff you full of cock until you scream my name.”

“Don’t touch me,” I hiss.

He spears me with two thick fingers and an orgasm I wasn’t expecting crashes down on me.

“Fuck. You really need this, don’t you?”

“Burke,” I moan.

“Don’t worry about a thing, sweetness,” he says as his dress pants drop to the floor. “I have exactly what you need.”

I watch him stroke his thick monster cock, my mouth watering at the sight.

“Now be a good little slut and spread your legs.” I clamp my thighs together, fighting him for every inch.

He doesn’t allow me to throw him off his chosen path. He slaps my thigh hard enough to draw another scream from inside me and I move my leg to get away from him. It only takes a moment for him to step between my thighs and pull my legs over his hips, filling me to the brim with his thick erection.

“Fuck! How is this pussy still so fucking tight?”

“Please.” I’ve stopped fighting him. Now I’m begging for more.

He ruts into me with harsh strokes, my back scraping against the tree. Every movement, every sensation, pushing me toward another orgasm. I fall head first into pleasure, screaming into the night sky.

I don’t know how it happened but suddenly my hands are loose and I am sitting on Burkes lap, his cock buried inside me.

“You’re fucking gorgeous,” he says plucking at my nipples. Little drops of milk spill from my breasts and he laps it up.

My hips rock back and forth, once more chasing pleasure. Burke nips and sucks at my sensitive breasts, slowly fucking into me from below. He fucks me into a second orgasm before following me into ecstasy.

Once our breathing settles, he kisses the top of my head before helping me stand. He takes of his uniform shirt and wraps it around me, leading me out of the forest and to his car. He opens the door and helps me in and checks that my car is locked before joining me.

“Happy Halloween,” I say once he is in the car.

“Is this going to become a regular thing?” he asks not looking at me as he drives back to town.

“Would that be so bad?”

“Not at all. I love catching you.”

“And I love being caught.”

The End

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