Total pages in book: 7
Estimated words: 6578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 33(@200wpm)___ 26(@250wpm)___ 22(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 6578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 33(@200wpm)___ 26(@250wpm)___ 22(@300wpm)
“You look so fucking good on your knees for me, Tina, but I have to fuck you now.” Standing, I lift my dress over my head and pull my panties down. Facing him, I slide my wet pussy down his cock until I am fully seated on him. He grips my ass and lifts me up and down on him. Over and over, he uses me, and I use him for pleasure.
Suddenly, he pulls me off of him and tosses me onto the bed. He flings my legs wide open and slams back into me.
“Ahhhhh,” I yell as I sensation after sensation washes over me.
He’s meant to be mine. I was meant to be in that church when he came in. I know that everything in my life will be better because of him. I can’t wait to see what that means for us.
EPILOGUE
SAM
Two Years Later
It’s still dark out and the city is weirdly quiet. For the city that never sleeps, it’s asleep now. I look out of our penthouse apartment panoramic window at the lights, thinking. Thinking about how much my life has changed since I met Tina. Hell, since I saw her. Nothing is the same as it was and I’m glad for that. We’ve been so busy getting to know each other that I haven’t had the time to finally claim her.
She has made my whole life better. She’s the reason I wake up in the morning. I have no idea how I got so fucking lucky, but I’ll take it.
Savage Plight has been on hiatus for over a year, and I don’t think we’ll ever get back together. Billy ruined it, yet again but I am not as upset as I thought I would be. Savage Rivera goes on tour next week. It’s just Tina and I, and Kallie, my favorite guitar. We’ll be singing songs we wrote together as well as working on the soundtrack for Aric’s next movie, a pirate romance.
I should have made an honest woman out of her months ago, but I know my girl. She says she doesn’t want anything fancy or special, that being with me is enough, but I know better. Tonight’s the night that I propose to her, but it’s also the night that I marry her. I am tired of her not being tied to me in every way possible. We already live together and have a child together, but enough is enough.
“Are you two ready yet?” I ask, walking into our bedroom. There I find Tina putting our daughter’s hair into a ponytail. Joni one and half going on thirty. She always has to have the coolest toddler clothes are we happy to spoil her. Tonight, she has on a tiny Black Sabbath t-shirt and a pair of jeans. I didn’t even know they made baby rock band t-shirts.
“We are now,” Tina says, standing back up to her full height. She’s wearing a crop top, leather jacket and pants. She thinks we are just going to a concert but fuck she’s hot. If I didn’t need to do this, I’d be peeling her out of that outfit the second we put Joni down for the night.
I buckle Joni into her car seat and take off for the restaurant. When I drive past Madison Square Garden, Tina speaks up.
“I thought we were going to the concert,” she says, sounding confused. I chuckle and pick up her hand. Bringing it to my lips, I place a kiss there.
“Change of plans, baby.”
“We’re getting married,” Joni screams from the backseat.
“What?” she gasps, wrenching her hand away from me.
“We’re getting married tonight.”
“I told you I didn’t need that. We don’t have to get married just because of the b-a-b-y,” she says spelling out baby.
“That’s not why I ever wanted to marry you. I want to marry you because I love you more than life itself. I want you to be my wife.”
“I love you too, but this isn’t necessary.”
“It is,” I assure her.
“Okay, I’ll marry you, but I’m keeping my last name professionally.”
“Deal,” I say, grinning into the darkness of the car.
Finally.
An hour later, Tina’s my wife and all is right with the world again.
We’ll rock steady for the rest of our lives.
EPILOGUE
TINA
Ten Years Later
“Fuck,” I moan as I take my husband’s cock from behind. We are on tour, somewhere in Scandinavia, but that doesn’t matter now. All that matters is him and I as I chase the orgasm he’s about to give me. Fuck, fuck, fuck, I chant in my head in time with the rhythmic thrust of his hips and the headboard hitting the wall.
“That’s it, baby, come for me like a good, good girl,” he demands after leaning down. His chest is on my back, his voice in my ear. “Squeeze my cock with that tiny cunt.”
My pussy clenches and he groans in my ear, the sound giving me goosebumps.