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I pull my head up from between her legs, panting. I look down at her, her chest heaving, her eyes glazed with pleasure. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
"Oh, my god. I needed that. I've missed you. Fuck me, please. I need it. Give me your cock," she says as she takes hold of my rock hard cock and guides me onto the bed. Then she climbs atop me, straddling me, still holding my cock in her firm grip, and she rubs the head of my dick against her clit, gasping, moaning as aftershocks of orgasm ripple through her body.
I could watch this all day.
Then, with a wide-eyed look and a smile on her face, she lowers herself onto me, taking me deep inside her tight pussy.
I moan. It's tight, wet, hot, everything I want, everything I need, for the rest of my life. So overwhelming that I realize that, though the doctors might have cleared me for physical activity, there's no way they know I'd be fucking my dream woman within fifteen minutes of leaving the hospital. I just might have a heart attack.
But what a way to go, knowing I'm already in heaven.
"No, don't even think about passing out," she says, eyes half on me, half glazed over in ecstasy. To emphasize her point, she reaches down and slaps me, then she grabs my hands and places them over her tits. "Focus on these," she moans. Then, as she rocks her hips and bounces on my cock, she reaches between her legs and strokes her clit. "Yes. Keep going. Harder, Owen. Deeper. Fuck me like you almost died for this pussy."
"I did almost die for this pussy," I say, kissing her neck.
She moans, her whole body shuddering as I thrust deeper, harder.
"And you're here now. And you're mine," she moans. “And I am going to make you come so fucking hard.”
She slams down on me one last time, her tits bouncing, her back arching, her fingers working furiously on her clit, and she comes. I feel her pussy clenching around my cock, her body spasming, and I can't hold out any more. I break.
"Fuck, yes, Dani. Oh fuck, I'm coming," I moan. Intense pressure builds and releases inside of me, as every ounce of my body and soul flows from me into her. The world goes dark for a moment, blinking in and out, and when I come to, I'm holding tight to her hips and my heart feels like it's going a million miles an hour.
She collapses on top of me, sweaty, smiling, and sighs. "I missed you."
Then she kisses me deep and springs off me with stunning energy. Her eyes go to the clock on her nightstand and she laughs. "We just have enough time for a shower before we have to leave for the party. Let's go. I don't want to be smelling like sex when Dixon shows up."
I laugh, easing myself out of bed, my body aching and rebelling when my feet hit the ground. Slowly, I lurch after Danielle.
Damn, does it ever feel good to be back.
"I love you," I say. She smiles at me from the shower, as water cascades down upon her and the rising steam envelopes her like a heavenly cloud. "I love you, and I missed this."
I step into the shower beside her, the water washing over me, and I feel like a new man. A new man ready to start his life with the woman he’s always loved.
She kisses me, and I feel complete in a way I’ve never felt before. “I love you, too.”
Epilogue - Danielle
Danielle
Everyone is at Reid's Repairs when we pull up to the shop. The entire place has been decorated and set up for a party; there are barbecues out in the lot with a ton of meat sizzling on them, coolers full of beer, wine, and liquor, and there's even a card table with a blender on it, where Moose is standing — he's wearing a bathrobe, swimming shorts, and slippers — and making margaritas. There's an enormous banner across one of the open bay doors that says, "Welcome home, Owen" and a smaller sign that says, "Get back to work, lazy ass" that's in Rook's handwriting.
The entire family's here. Not just the club, but my brother, his friends, Hawk and Ghost, who, though they aren't official members of the MC, yet, have already said they'll be joining soon enough. Rook's already started keeping a list of ways to torment them, should they prospect. All the club's ol' ladies are here, too, smiling and catching up on each other's lives.
The second I get out of my car, Morgan comes running to me and wraps me in a hug. She takes one look at me and says, "I'm glad you two patched things up. And that you, uh, took a moment for yourselves."
I'd ask her how she knows, but I already know the answer to that, because we're both practically mind readers when it comes to each other.
"It feels good," I say. There's a smile on my face so big my cheeks hurt.
"I'll bet it felt good," she says, with a wink. "Looks like you two aren't the only ones who have made up." Morgan's eyes drift over my shoulder, to where Owen is pulling my brother, Dixon, into a similar hug.
"Those two have been back to being thick as thieves for a while now. Dixon told me it was when Owen grabbed that sledge from Moose's truck and charged back into the villa that he knew he couldn't continue to hold a grudge. That kind of loyalty…"
"That kind of love," Morgan says, interrupting.
I grin. "That kind of love can’t be stopped. And it's true. It can't. I love him, Morgan. I love him so much."
