Page 82 of In Their Hearts
Grant is trying to hold out. I squeeze again, I can’t take any more.
“Grant, please give it to me. Give me your cum.”
“You beg so beautifully, Jo. Are you ready? Here it comes, just for you.”
A new sensation hits me, deep in my ass. I can feel every pulse of his cock as he lets go, giving me what I want.
Every part of me is stuffed full. My heart is ready to burst. It’s all overwhelming as I fall into them.
They catch me as they murmur words of love. We stay in a tangle of naked limbs, kissing and holding each other.
This feels like the beginning of our story, and I never want it to end.
Epilogue
Clay
It's been a few months now, and our relationship has continued to blossom. My heart and soul feel settled. Feel complete.
The minute I had Jo in my arms at that warehouse, I would have never guessed it would end with her becoming a permanent part of my life.
I loved every second of watching my husband fall for this woman. Me? I fell fast, even if I didn't recognize it.
Now, tonight is one of our date nights, and I told Jo to dress up a little extra for this one. I've had the ring since the day she moved in. A symbol of us committing to her.
But it didn't feel like the right time. Tonight feels perfect. We feel ready for the next step, and we think she is too.
I finish the last button on my dress shirt, double-check that the ring is in my pocket, and meet them in the living room.
“Ready?” I kiss Jo's cheek. “You look stunning.”
“Thank you. You look pretty handsome yourself. Are you going to tell me where we are going? We normally don’t get this dressed up.”
I smile and shake my head no. She knows by now not to bother asking because we love to surprise her. The way her face lights up every time. I live for those moments.
“Well, I always love wherever you take me.”
We put on our coats and head out. It's almost springtime, and I can't wait to take her out on the lake. Jo on the beach sounds like a fun time.
We arrive at the new restaurant, The Pinewood, and my palms are already sweating. Grant just smiles. He knows I'm nervous. Is this how he felt when he asked me to marry him? I feel like I’m going to be sick.
We are seated at a table that has a little more privacy, and I’m thankful for that. I’m thinking that we should have done this at home.
I don't even remember ordering. Maybe Grant did it for me? Jesus. I need to get it together.
"You okay, Clay? You seem quieter tonight?" Jo smiles sweetly.
Shit, now she's worried.
Grant nods at me. Okay. I can do this.
"I'm good, Jo. I didn't mean to make you worried.”
My hand finds hers on the table, and I give it a light squeeze before sliding from my chair.
“Jolee, these last few months have been something special. We want to continue having you in our lives forever. And not just to date you. Not just for sex, but for all of it. When you love someone, you shouldn't let them go.”
Grant joins me and takes her other hand. “And Jolee, we love you so much. We don't ever want to stop loving you, and we want the world to know you’re ours.”
