Epilogue

Clementine

Three Months Later

Viper fondles my pussy and rubs his fingers across my clit.

"You should stop. Someone'll see us." I'm saying the words, but my hips flex toward him as though I don't mean them.

"Really, you want me to stop?" His tone is low and graveled, and I'm pretty sure I might die right here and now, in the broom closet.

"Yes," I pant. "You should stop. Jo called. Some guy is following her around. She was going to talk to you about getting protection or something."

He slides his finger in deeper. "She wants to talk to Ox, not me."

I flex my hips toward him again and my breath catches. "So, what's Ox's contact info?"

He seems to like this torture. "Soon."

I'm really trying hard to have this conversation, but his strong fingers are so deep inside of me that I'm not sure I'm going to make it.

The broom handle conks me in the head, but I ignore it in favor of Viper's breathy tone in my ear. "Be a good girl and come for me. Then we'll see about helping your friend."

I know he'd help her anyway, but I love this game we play.

He slides his hand against my aching clit and holds me back against the cool brick wall.

The office is buzzing with life. Vet techs are in the back running test results, clients wait in rooms to be seen, and Mabel sits at the front desk checking folks in and answering calls. Of all the days to be locking myself in a closet to fuck my husband, this probably isn't it.

I guess that makes it even hotter.

Tiny little moans escape my lips as he thrusts into me. "Come for me, little angel. I'll give you a prize."

Last night he fucked me out by the river behind his cabin. We decided to stay at his place after the wedding because it's so much bigger than mine. That and the view from his place is nicer. While my place overlooked the forest, his vista showcases half the mountain range.

Anyway, last night we fucked out by the river, beneath the stars, and he made me beg for his cock.

I could come right now just thinking about it.

"Where'd you go, angel? Come back to me." He thrusts into my pussy harder. "What are you thinking?"

I grind against his hand and pant for relief. "I was thinking about last night. How you had me begging for your dick. I liked that."

He growls low under his breath. "Be a good girl and tell me you need my cock."

My clit throbs. "I need it. I need your thick cock in my ass."

"In your ass?" he growls. "Here? Good girl. Your prize'll be good tonight."

I stagger in a deep breath and ignore my pulsing clit as he pulls his fingers from inside of me over and over again, coating his cock with my juices. We had sex like this on our wedding night, but we had lube then. I'm not sure how we'll make this work now.

When he's transferred enough of me onto him, he bends me forward and slides two fingers into my ass, one at a time.

I jump back and shudder, covering my mouth so I don't cause more of a scene than I'm already causing. Thankfully, dogs barking seem to hide a lot of the noise we're making.

"Good girl. We're almost there." He works his fingers in and out for a minute before replacing them with the head of his dick.

I drag in a broken breath and reach between my legs, rubbing my slippery clit as he pumps in and out of my ass.

"Fuck…" His groan is deep and satisfied.

My pussy throbs at the sounds he makes, and though I'm crammed into a tiny corner with cleaning supplies surrounding me, I've never been happier.

"Good fucking girl, taking it in the ass." He smacks my bottom and thrusts deeper.

I'm stretched so wide that the distance between pleasure and pain are narrowed into a thin line.

Just then, the doorknob shakes.

Oh my God. I can hear my friend Mabel and a vet tech talking outside the door.

"Did you lock this?"

"No," the girl replies. "You have the key, right?"

Mabel responds, "Yeah. One sec." Metal clanks against metal as the key slides into the door.

Viper grips my hips and thrusts harder. "I'm coming in your ass, little angel, so hold on."

I grip hold of the edges of the shelf beside me and he drives in over and over as key after key fails to open the door.

My heart pounds and my pussy clenches before all at once I orgasm to the man of my dreams growling into my ear.

Sigh after sigh leaves my lips as I turn back toward him, pulling my scrubs back in place. This is wrong on so many levels.

A wide, devilish grin spreads over his face as he tugs on his jeans. "You were scared, weren't you?"

I stare up at him, taking in every inch of his beautiful body. "No, I don't get scared."

The doorknob shakes again, and I jump.

Viper grins. "Right. You don't get scared."

I stare toward him. "What do we do now? They're going to find the right key eventually."

"We walk out like you own the place, because… you do."

My cheeks are warm with heat. "Right and I don't want everyone to know I was fucking you in the closet."

He kisses the top of my head as the door swings open, bringing with it light and the shocked stare of two very shy coworkers.

"We were just looking for some Clorox," I say, grabbing the bottle off the shelf.

Viper follows behind. "We found it."

No one believes the story, but thankfully Jo is waiting in the doorway so there's no time for questions.

Viper lands his hand on my back and guides me toward her.

"You two look… disheveled. Everything okay?" Jo bites back a grin. "Did I catch you at a bad time? Looks like you've been… ya know."

"We're fine." I bite back a smile as Viper smacks my ass. He's not shy about it either. He just goes for it. "How are you? Things getting any better?"

She tilts her head to the side and scrunches up her nose. "Not even a little. I'm actually kind of freaked out." Her gaze turns upward toward Viper. "You have anyone that can help me? Clem told you what's going on, right?"

Viper nods. "A little. I'd love to hear it from you, though."

I love this about my husband. I love that he can be this big, rough, sexual guy, but also build me a fence or help my friends.

"There's this guy that keeps showing up at my classes. Tall dude with loads of tattoos and he's like…" She leans in and lowers her voice as she says, "I think he's following me. I saw him outside my cabin the other night. I called the cops, but by the time someone got out there, he was gone. I need someone to keep an eye out, just for a while. I'm willing to pay."

Viper glances toward me and grins. I know he's thinking about our time earlier. "I'll give Ox your number. You'll have to work out all the details with him. I'm not sure what he'd charge for something like that. He's just starting his security firm."

Her eyes widen. "Whatever I have to pay is fine. I just need to get rid of this guy. It's goat yoga. Everyone should be happy at goat yoga!"

"I agree!" I lean and hug her close. "I need to get back to work. Clients are backing up."

"No worries! Thanks for humoring me." She glances up at Viper. "Text me this Ox guy's address. The sooner I get this started, the better!"

Viper pulls out his phone and sends off the text. "It's on its way. You need anything in the meantime, let us know."

From the front desk, Mable calls, "You have rooms two and four waiting for you."

"I should go." I turn toward Viper and lean up onto my toes for a kiss. "We should cook out tonight, sit on the porch, and try not to have sex again."

He smiles and leans into my lips. "I'm making up for lost time. I can't make any promises there."

I smirk and pepper kisses against his face before walking away. I love that he wants me so much. I've never felt this cared for in my life, and I know without a doubt that whatever happens, I'll always have a big, inked up biker ready to take me for a ride.