Chapter 43: We finally made it
'To give somebody your time is the biggest gift you can give.'
Everyone was busy getting ready for the fall festival later on in the day. Becca finished work and then headed over to event area to help set up. She was tired, but excited. Fall was her favorite season. She would actually be able to enjoy it for once.
She was disappointed Joel couldn't pick her up, but he was busy with the event as well. She looked back and sighed, seeing Bruce still following her. At least he didn't follow her to the bathroom anymore. Thank God for small miracles.
She was carrying a basket full of yarn when she heard her name being called out. She turned and smiled, seeing Maria walking over to her with Sebastian.
Sebastian was wiggling and giggling in her arms. He waved his arms and hands excitedly when he saw her. She would babysit him sometimes or just pick him up to bring him to the house.
Joel and Ellie didn't seem to mind the baby came over. He was Joel's nephew. Ellie didn't seem comfortable around babies, but she made an effort with him.
She loved seeing Joel interact with his nephew. He was good with kids, which didn't surprise her considering he raised a baby on his own and managed to keep Ellie alive. She trusted him with kids better than she trusted herself.
He wouldn't be a great dad. He is a great dad. Ellie worships him. Joel would sit on the porch with her for hours teaching her guitar. They had deep conversations, which a lot of time she wasn't privy to and she wouldn't ask. It was their personal business.
Becca would be proud to have his babies.
Maria walked up to her and gave Sebastian to her immediately, Thank God. I love him, but he's being fussy today. '
She went to look into his mouth and he bit her finger. Hard. She pulled her finger out of his sharp little teeth and frowned,'He's teething for sure. You try putting some whiskey on his gums?'
'I tried that.' She sighed and shook her head,'Rethink your stance on kids. You never sleep.'
'You love him though.' Becca smirked.
Maria laughed as she kissed his cheek,'I do. I really really do. Nothing compares to the love you have for you child.'
Becca smiled sadly as she rubbed Sebastian's back,'I wanna know what that feels like.'
Maria nodded over towards Ellie, who was helping Joel put up a banner,'I think you already do.'
Becca smiled softly. She was right. She did feel those motherly instincts towards Ellie. She loved her just as fiercely as if she were her own.
'I'll take him for a little while.' Becca nodded,'Go on and take a breather. Have a few shots. Go do something for yourself.'
Maria kissed both of her cheeks and bent down to kiss all over Sebastian's face,'Can I have an hour?'
'Sure can.' She smirked,'Go do whatever you want.'
Maria smiled softly as she stroked her cheek,'You're a good mom. If you and Joel ever decide to have one of your own. It's gonna be a lucky kid.'
Tears filled her eyes as she shook her head,'Thank you, Maria. I appreciate you saying that. No go on. Before I change my mind.'
Maria held her hands up,'Alright alright. I'm going.'
Becca laughed as Maria walked away. She looked down at Sebastian, who was chewing on his fingers,'Let's find something else for you to bite on rather than fingers, okay?'
He just giggled as he wiggled in her arms. She shook her head and pulled him further up in her arms. He was a chubby baby. It didn't help her arms any though.
Ellie saw Becca with Sebastian. She was leaning against an event table as she talked to him animatedly. She pursed her lips thoughtfully as she looked up at Joel,'Are you and Becca gonna have kids?'
He almost dropped the hammer at her question and bent down to pick up the nail he dropped. The teenage girl caught him off guard. She was either a really good eavesdropper or she was a very good at reading people. Knowing her, it was probably a little bit of both.
He set the nail back onto the post as he hammered it in,'We've talked about it.' He shrugged,'We ain't gonna prevent it from happening if that's what you're asking. We would like to wait to…be married first.'
He said the last part all hush hush. Her heart went out to them. They've been engaged for almost two months and still no one knew they were engaged. Only herself and Sharon knew.
They felt guilty for lying to them, but it was for the best. Ellie didn't think so. She thought it was stupid and they should want to share it with their family and friends. Joel pushed against the idea. The person who shot Rebecca was still out there. They couldn't take any chances.
Ellie handed him another screw as she kept the string of the banner leveled,'So you guys are waiting to have sex before marriage? Is that a you or her thing? I couldn't see you doing that. Becca?' She pursed her lips,'She did belong to a religious fanatical cult, but I didn't think she was super religious either.'
'She isn't. He sighed exasperatingly,'We ain't waiting for marriage to have sex.'
He shook his head and laughed. He had to. It was too funny. Saving himself for marriage. He missed that boat the day he turned fifteen and his sixteen year old neighbor rode his cock on the couch. Losing his virginity had been a hell of a birthday gift.
She shook her head confusingly as she watched Becca walk over to them with Sebastian in her arms,'So you've been having sex then? When did that start happening because I thought…'
He didn't even get to answer as Becca walked up to them, grinning from ear to ear,'It started happening when you went on that fishing trip with Tommy.'
Ellie's eyes widened and she grimaced,'So that's why I was invited to go? Cause you two wanted to bone?' She smirked, 'Maybe I'll just move out so you can do it whenever you want.'
The looks both Joel and Becca gave her let her know it wasn't an option.
Ellie lifted her hands up and laughed,'It was only a joke. Sheesh.' She looked over at Sebastian as he laughed,'See, he thinks it's funny too.'
Becca sighed as she handed Ellie over to him,'Since you two want to joke so much about our sex life. Then you can hold him. He's teething too. Watch your fingers.'
Ellie sat down on the bench as she held the baby on her lap. She bounced as she looked over his face. She couldn't figure out what to do with him. She couldn't break his balls like she did with other people. He literally just…sat there.
She needed the practice of taking care of babies though. She was pretty sure Joel and Becca were gonna have a couple babies. They needed to tell everyone they were engaged before they started a family.
Joel looked up at the banner, making sure it was situated correctly or Betsy would have his ass.
Becca stood next to him as she looked up at the sign,'It's a little crooked.'
He snorted as he glanced over at her,'Don't tell Betsy that. Please. I've been here an hour already.'
She laughed as she wrapped her arm around his waist,'Your secret is safe with me.'
His eyes trailed over her appraisingly, thinking about last night,'We got a lot of secrets, hmm?'
He tugged on the chain she wore around her neck. She had her ring on it. When he asked her about it, she told him even though she couldn't wear it in public. She still wanted to keep it close to her. In the house when it was just them, she would always wear it. He felt proud knowing his woman wore his ring.
She rested her head on his arm and smirked,'Lots of secrets.' She looked up at him, squinting her eyes from the bright sun,'None from each other though.'
'Fuck no.' He shook his head,'I almost lost ya because of all that shit.'
'No other ex girlfriends or other kids out there I should know about?' She squeezed his arm,'No secret family looking for you?'
He smirked. He knew she was joking, but hit too close to home. All of those things did happen to him.
'None.' He shook his head,'Any other husbands I should know about?'
'I do have one secret husband. Except, he's not actually my husband yet.' She grinned,'I'd like him to be though.'
He kissed the top of her head and sighed softly, 'Name the time and place. I'll be there.'
'I'll hold you to that.' She walked over to Ellie and Sebastian, glancing back at him,'I have a couple tricks up my sleeve too, ya know.'
He watched her walk away from him and shook his head, laughing to himself. She had a a few tricks alright.
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Everyone was set up and ready for the Fall festival. Becca was setting up her event table. They were having a pie baking contest. She would be the one handing out the plastic forks. Whomever had the most forks in their cup would win best pie. They wasn't any prize except for bragging rights. What the hell would they give them for a prize anyway? Money? The currency was useless. They didn't have ration tickets in Jackson. No one would be starving in their town.
She was excited for the festivities. Before the outbreak, she enjoyed the Fall festival back home. Almost everyone knew each other in their small town.
Everything was quiet on the home front. No one's been injured, killed or any other thing that could arise. She wouldn't be surprised by anything anymore.
Joel saw her standing by one of the tables and smiled to himself. She looked happy standing behind the booth as she talked to a few people. She always talked so animatedly. Her eyes were always so expressive.
Whenever she talked to anyone, she always seemed interested in anything they had to say. She listened intently and made you feel special. He's been on the receiving end of those looks. It was a heady feeling, knowing he was with someone who was a good person and had the best intentions for him. She was so much better than him, but she made him feel good. Even Tommy mentioned the affect she had on him.
He couldn't let Becca take all the credit though. She couldn't fix him. Only he could do that. While she did inspire the change; he was feeling long in the tooth. He wanted to get out of the game while he was still able bodied.
As if sensing him watching her, she tucked her hair behind her ear as the wind blew her hair around. She smiled shyly and he loved that. Got, he fucking loved her.
He was still baffled she could get shy around him. After so many men used and abused her body: she still had that pure side of her left. They didn't take it all away from her.
He wanted to see that shy smile on her face for the rest of his life.
She waved and motioned to come over to her table. He obliged without any hesitation. He was surprised he could still move this quickly.
He stood in front of her table and mulled over the sign,'Best pie in town, huh?'
He had a devilish smirk on his face as he bit his bottom lip. The heated look he gave her was positively sinful. He ditched his usual cowboy hat to a baseball cap. It was black and had a blue star on it.
She smiled as she made the correlation. Dallas Cowboys. It made sense. After all, he was from Texas.
He was wearing light denim jeans and a gray t shirt. She's never seen him so casual. So relaxed. He was handsome and sexy as hell.
There were two older women standing off to the side of the table. They stared at the two of them curiously. They were probably jotting down notes for their next tea party.
'I don't think there needs to be a contest for that.' He leaned over the table and licked his lips, whispering,'I tasted the best pie in all of the goddamned world.'
Her eyes widened slightly, but she quickly recovered, whispering,'Just for that. You get the top prize.
She wasn't a prize to him. She was someone to be revered, cherished and loved. She was a fucking privilege
Alas, he was a man after all and he was curious,'What is it?' He crossed his arms over his chest and shrugged nonchalantly,'I might be interested.'
'Bragging rights.' She smirked as she folded her hands behind her back.
His eyes looked over her face as they trailed down to her neck. He couldn't help but grin. She was wearing a turtle neck to hide the love marks. He shouldn't have done it, but she seemed to like it. She encouraged him.
Fuck, he wanted her again.
He shook his head and sighed,'I ain't braggin bout anything we do.' He motioned with his hand between them,'What we do in our bed ain't no one's business but ours.
She smiled at that. Our bed. She liked the feeling of sleeping next to him. He would always pull her close. Surprising, he lied the be the little spoon sometimes.
Usually, after a particular bad nightmare. Visions of Sarah being shot- dying in his arms. She held onto him tightly from behind as he trembled and cried, eventually falling asleep. She held him in his vulnerable moments and relished in the trust he had in her.
Joel has PTSD from everything he's seen and done. Sharon compared it to a combat war veteran. He did what he had to in order to survive. Kill or be killed. Hunt or starve. Beg or steal. Vicious cycles. How many men have started wars they would never finish?
She handed him a fork anyway. He saw the outline of her chain through her sweater. He felt his heart swell with pride. She always kept him with her.
He looked back at the gossiping old ladies and smirked at Becca,'Can I taste the winning pie tonight?'
There was that shy smile again. She bit her bottom lip and turned her head away for a moment, before looking back at him. She did him in.
'Yeah.' She crossed her arms over her, looking over his shoulder, smirking at the old ladies, 'I hope you come back for seconds.'
His eyes crinkled and he honest to God did blush this time. What a softie. She always knew he was a sweetheart.
He nodded and licked his lips,'I'll eat it all up. Every last drop.'
He looked up at her from under his lashes and she felt the fluttering in her stomach again. She thought she left butterflies back in grass school. Yet here she was, feeling them again at thirty eight years old.
Love is a fickle thing.
He leaned over the table and kissed her chastely, not wanting to rattle the old ladies even further. He pulled up and swept his finger over her jaw briefly,'You gonna save me a dance tonight?'
Her eyes beamed up at through her bangs and she smiled brightly. She couldn't suppress her grin,'I'll save all of them for you.'
She understood the significance of this. This would be the first time they've danced since the night she was shot. She didn't know if anything else had will happen, but she wouldn't let them ruin a chance to dance with the man she loved.
He shook his head at the happiness elucidated on her face. He wanted to see her like this all the time. His beautiful and fierce woman. Many misjudged her pretty face and delicate features. They didn't see the lean six foot nine woman a threat. She took that to her advantage. She could be so so soft, tender and sweet. Loving, caring and compassionate.
She could also be lethal. Dangerous. Cunning. Anyone who's survived this kind must've have some kind of resiliency.
'I'll hold ya to that, darlin.' His voice was husky and smooth like velvet. A voice she's only ever heard as he deep inside her.
He leaned back and stood up straight,'I'm gonna go find Tommy. He bet me on corn hole.' He rolled his eyes,'I always used to win.'
She shook her head and laughed,'What's the bet?'
'Bragging rights.' She wanted to kiss the smug look off his face.
'You're such an asshole.'
Becca's southern accent became even more pronounced when she was nervous. Back in his heyday, he used to snub his nose at women like her. Pure and ripe as peaches. Bruised like a cherry. The sweet southern belles. They were all polished and classy for the likes of him.
She used to be one of those girls. He would've wanted her even back then. She wouldn't give him a second glance. He would've been cocky enough to try though. He used to be so confident, funny, flirty and…cool to be around. He never was alone in the woman department.
Could he try to be that man again?
His eyes widened dramatically. He placed his index finger over his mouth,'Hush now. You could go to hell for that.'
She cocked her head to the side as he backed away from the table,'I'll probably go there for worse.'
He snorted and nodded,'You and me both, darlin.' He tipped the rim of his baseball cap.' See ya on the dance floor, darlin.'
Becca watched as he practically sauntered away. A swagger in his step. She laughed as he nodded towards the old ladies, making them stare at him disapprovingly.
Ellie teased him saying the old ladies were bothered by him because he was close to enough their age. He seemed appalled by that. Sulking for the rest of the day.
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After the festivities winded down, everyone gathered over to the makeshift stage for some live music. Becca was always so joyful to listen to love music. It's why she loved to hear Joel play guitar. He was so good at it. His music lulled her to sleep like a lullaby.
While she had been on bedrest after recovering from the gunshot wound; Joel would sit by her bedside and play guitar. He would play softly. Sometimes he would sing something in Spanish. She didn't understand most of the words. She was still in the process of learning, but he had a nice voice, deep and rich.
Joel can be incredibly romantic. She would keep that a well guarded secret. No one would believe her anyway. Except Ellie. She had yelled for Joel to keep it down a few times.
Ellie secretly loved it though.
Becca finished cleaning up her table and putting everything into a box. She bent down to pick it up and winced slightly, rubbing her chest. The skin was still healing and it was sensitive sometimes. She was okay though. Her body felt stronger than ever. It still reminded her sometimes of the best and worse night of her entire life.
Joel was walking towards her table and his eyes widened when he saw her bending down. His heart pounded as he saw her wince. His body went into a state of panic.
He rushed over to her and crouched down, his hands cradling her face,'Are you okay, darlin?' His voice was shaky and unrecognizable to him. He sounded so afraid,'Please tell me you're okay.'
It was a tone he only ever used with her. Desperate. Raw. Vulnerable.
Becca smiled softly and kissed the inside of his palm,'I'm as cool as a cucumber.' She laughed and rolled her eyes,'You're such a worry wart.'
His eyes searched her face as he swallowed harshly,'Are you sure?'
She rolled her eyes and sighed, taking his hand and placing it on her chest,'I swear on Ellie's life. I am fine.'
Joel sighed in relief as he sneakily groped her boob. He smirked. He couldn't help himself.
Her eyes widened and she blushed, pursing her lips,'That was indecent.'
Joel's eyes were drawn down to her two braids. She didn't have those earlier. His felt his cock come to attention. Thoughts if holding onto those two long braids as he fucked her from behind. She would be moaning and begging for it.
God, he was a horny bastard around her.
He eyes met her as he licked his lips, whispering,'I'll show ya indecent when I taste the best pie in town.' He closed his eyes for a moment and clicked his tongue,'I swear I can still taste it.'
Her eyes widened at his salacious demeanor. It turned her on. Ever since they had sex; it's like a light switched on inside him. She loved this side of him.
She nodded towards the stage,'You promised me a dance.'
He nodded and smiled softly,'Who am I to deny my best girl.' He shook his head and put his arm out,'Let's take you dancin, darlin.'
She fluttered her eyes up at him dramatically and smirked when he coughed slightly. She walked over to hooked her arm into his,'Careful there, sugar.' She tapped under his chin, slightly,'You might swallow your tongue.'
She was sassy. As fiery as her hair. His mama would've loved her. His Abuela would've made him swear on his hands and knees he would marry her.
Who would he be to deny his Abuela of anything?'
The band was already playing something. He took her hand and led her through the throngs of people. She was walking behind him as they made a path towards the dance floor.
She looked up at him and shook her head in disbelief. She didn't know any better she would think he was drunk, but he was sober as could be. She knew the difference. He seemed happy. In love.
The band was playing a slightly uptempo song. He led her onto the dance floor and took both of her hands, placing them around his waist. He wanted them close tonight. He wanted everyone to know she was his woman. She wore his ring around her neck. She was goin to be his wife.
It didn't feel so wrong to have some pride in that. He struggled through the hard stuff, but somehow made it through. He found Ellie, then Becca and all the shit in between.
The catalyst was after Becca had been shot. After almost losing her, he decided there needed to be a change. He needed to get his act together. He wouldn't be reckless. He had too much to lose.
They swayed along to the music with the other couples on the dance floor. Joel pressed his lips to her forehead, whispering.'Tell me if it's too much and you can get some rest.'
She rolled her eyes and laughed, 'I'm perfectly fine, mother hen. My skin itches sometimes.' She sighed.'I'm not made of glass, you know?'
His brows furrowed as he heard the slight annoyance in her tone. Maybe he was being overly cautious, but losing her almost scared him.
The band changed to a more slower song. He placed his arm on her lower back, pulling her close to him. They both sighed in relief at the contact. They didn't see each other for almost the entire day. Obit for a small break at dinner.
She had a glass of wine and was feeling buzzed, but drunk. She was relaxed and happy. Yet annoyed that Joel still saw her like a china doll.
She thought back to Tess's words. She called her his doll to take out and play with. Her tiny part of her wondered if that's why he asked for their engagement to be a secret.
Would he even marry her at all?
She shook away that nagging doubt in her mind. Joel wasn't like that. He loved her. She could see it in his eyes. Feel it in his touch.
Joel pulled her firmly against him as his other hand cradled the back of her hair,'I know you ain't.' He shook his head.'I know that if I died right now; you would go on without me. You wouldn't wither away. You'd move on. Fine some young man. Get married. Have some babies.'
'Fuck you.' She whispered so only he could hear,'Stop undermining yourself. It isn't cute.'
His eyes narrowed and his hand groped her left butt cheek, making her eyes widen,'I'll show ya cute.'
He slid hand back to her waist and kept them there as the music continued. He kissed the top of her head, whispering,'I love you. You know that? You know I love you?'
She blinked her eyes up at him and cocked her head to the side,'Damn right I do.' She leaned up on her tiptoes to kiss his lips,'You know I love you too right?'
He could feel himself hardening as she rubbed herself against his crotch. The rough denim rubbed against his sensitive cock, creating a delicious friction. He started to feel that burning in the pit of his belly. That yearning for her body. Her tight little cunt wrapped around his thick cock.
He loved the trust she had in him
'Yeah.' He whispered huskily against her lips,'I feel it all the time.'
Her eyes widened at his declaration. She didn't need fancy words. Just something from the heart. Joel was a straight shooter. Just like herself.
She looked up as the sun began to set. The fireworks would be starting soon. Maybe they could actuality enjoy them this time without being interrupted by a scorned ex lover.
'Fireworks will be starting soon. She turned to her, her eyes squinting from the sun as he expertly guided her along the dance floor,'I hope we can see them.'
At smiled bitterly as he nodded,'Me too, honey girl. Me too. I brought a blanket. We can pick a good spot.'
She smiled and nodded as they continued to dance. He looked over her face as he took a deep breath,'I want our family to know. Our friends.'
'Okay.' She smiled up at him,'Why the sudden change?'
He shrugged as he met her gaze,'They deserve to know this is the real deal. We ain't going nowhere.'
She smirked as she stuck her chin up at him,'Why does it matter what everyone else thinks?'
The ended their set and the dance floor emptied, leaving just the two of them-her question unanswered.
Everyone shuffled out of the venue to grab a good spot for the fireworks. They were completely alone. Her shoulders dejected. She was going to miss the fireworks again. Her and her big mouth.
Joel dropped his hands on her and crossed his arms over his chest. He was keeping himself guarded.
He looked over at her; a sort of contemplative look on his face and shook his head,'Nothing changed my mind except I want my brother and Maria to know.' He sighed as he took a step closer to her,'I don't wanna sit around and wait to marry, ya.'
He unfolded his arms and cupped her face in his large hands,'I'm an impatient man when it comes to you, darlin. I want you as my wife. I wanna be your husband. Your man.'
She grinned as she bounced on her feet excitedly. She couldn't help it. She felt giddy,'I don't want to wait anymore either.' She shrugged,'I don't see the point in waiting. It's not like we have to plan some shindig and invite tons of people. Everyone we know is here. I want just the people closest to us there. Something simple and quiet.'
'Anything you want.' He nodded,'Anything at all. You got it.'
She wrapped her arms around his waist, squeezing him tightly,'I got everything I want right here.'
He swore he fucking reeled when she said that. It felt like an electric current was running through his body. He felt himself grinning like an idiot. His mama always used to tease him and told him to wait until he fell in love. He would be happy as a fool. He always said he would never act that way. He was feeble minded. If his mama could see him now.
The fireworks just started as Joel pulled her head toward his and kissed her deeply. She moaned into his kiss and leaned closer to him. He pulled his lips from hers and took her hand.
She stared at him and shook her head confusingly when she noticed they weren't heading to the field where everyone else were watching the fireworks.
He brought her to Tommy's barn and closed the doors, making sure to lock it behind them. He wasn't worried about anyone coming in anyway. They were all too preoccupied with watching the fireworks.
Becca looked up at him and shook her head confusingly,'What's going on?'
She wasn't afraid of him. She knew he wouldn't do anything to hurt her. She just didn't have a clue of what he had in mind.
There was a slight smirk on his face as he walked over to her. His eyes trailed up and down her body, licking his lips,'I told you I wanted to taste the best pie.'
Her eyes widened slightly as she swallowed harshly,'Right here?'
She wasn't opposed to the idea. She's just never done anything like this before. They've touched each other by the lake, but no one was around for miles. There were tons of people watching the fireworks. Anyone could come across them. Maybe that was the thrill of it.
He gently pushed her back against the wall, his hands immediately sliding up her long dress. She was wearing knee high boots, but her upper thighs were bare and smooth to the touch.
He grinned when he didn't feel any panties. He wondered if she did that for him. He liked to think so.
Becca's heart was pounding so loudly she could hear it thumping in her ears. She gasped as his hand cupped her mound as he pressed his cheek against hers, humming softly to himself. He didn't say anything and she wouldn't either. She didn't want to break the fragile silence that existed between them.
He took his hand off her pussy and licked his entire palm, never taking his eyes off her. All she could do was stare up at him and shake her head in disbelief.
Was this man even real?
Joel gave her a smirk that almost made her knees buckle as he got down on his knees in front of her. He took of his baseball cap, sitting it to the side next to him. She didn't even have to ask what he was doing.
He lifted up her dress and slid underneath it. His mouth completely covered her pussy, his nose pressed up against her clit as he slid his tongue in between her folds. She let out a choked sound and tangled her fingers in his thick hair.
She pressed her back against the wall and closed her eyes. She couldn't see him. He was obscured by her skirt, but she could feel him. God, she could feel him.
He slid his middle and index finger inside her. She was so wet his fingers slid in easily. She could hear the sinful sounds of his mouth sucking and slurping on her greedily. He was alike a man possessed as his mouth munched on her pussy. His tongue was going wild inside her. He fucked her with his tongue, sliding it in and out of her just like his cock would.
She was already close to coming. He rubbed her clit with his calloused thumb and her body jerked. She pulled hard on his hair, but he didn't seem to mind. His moans reverberated inside her pussy, fleshing goosebumps out upon her skin and making her body tremble.
His tongue swirled over her clit as his thumb moved against her. She arched her hips, grinding her pussy against his mouth. He was slobbering in her pussy. She knew she was making a mess of him, but he loved every minute of it.
He loved her. He showing her just how much. She felt a certain power in this moment. She could bring such a strong and powerful man down to his knees. Literally. He wanted her so much he could've wait until they got back home.
Becca came with a loud cry. Her loud moans were muffled by the loud fireworks. She could feel her bangs sticking to her wet forehead as her entire body convulsed. He lapped at her orgasm greedily, his fingers gently curling inside her as he prolonged her orgasm.
She was so far gone, she didn't even realize he wasn't touching her anymore. He was standing up and gently turning her around with her back facing him.
He undid his belt and jeans. He tugged them down just enough to pull his cock out that was hard and aching for her. His cock was already dripping precum. He's been turned on ever since earlier. She keyed him up thinking about tasting her again. It was all he could think about.
He gently placed his hand on her lower back as he spread her legs apart with his knee. He gripped his cock as he looked up at her face to see any discomfort. He saw nothing but pure lust and want in her eyes as she looked back at him. Her blue eyes were pleading with him to take her.
Who was he to leave a woman waiting?
He entered her fully in one stroke, making them both gasp. His eyes rolled back into his head from the sheer pleasure of being inside her. He will never get over the feeling. The first push into her always felt like anything he's ever experienced before. The whimpers she would make and the way her eyes got wide whenever he slid inside her. It was almost like he was too much for her, but she always took him in so good.
He couldn't resist taking both of her braids in his hand. It was all he thought about when he first saw them. He started to move in and out of her, his thrusts gentle but firm.
His hips were pressed up against her ass as he bent his knees. The angle brought him even deeper inside her, making the both of them gasp and moan. His cheek was pressed up against her back as his other hand gripped her waist.
He slowly pushed her down onto his cock as he thrust up into her. She pushed back against him, which caused him to moan, but it sounded like a suspiciously drawn out 'fuck.'
She relished in his moans as they moved against each other. He tugged on her braids, pulling her head back to him as he kissed her sloppily. He sucked her tongue into his mouth, moaning as she tightened her muscles around his cock.
This is all she's wanted from him. She knew he was still holding back, but he was slowly letting himself go with her. She couldn't wait until he was fully comfortable to give his all to her. It was going to be a sight to see and experience.
His thrusts became faster as he chased his release. She heard whimpering sounds coming out of him, sounding almost like a wounded dog. She looked back at him over her shoulder, her eyes widening as she saw the look on his face. He was biting his bottom lip as he breathed through his nose.
He slid his hands between her legs as he rubbed her clit. She tightly closed her eyes as she felt his heavy balls slapping against her. His thrusts became erratic as she felt his cock twitch inside her.
He was tugging on her braids as gasped brokenly, whispering raggedly,'Gonna come so hard for you, baby.' He whispered as he felt the tightening in his balls and then fire in his belly,'Fuck…oh fuck.'
His hips jerked as he closed his eyes-seeing stars. His knees almost buckled and he had to lean against her to catch his balance. He was faintly aware of her coming with him, her cunt tightly squeezing him in a vice so hard it hurt. He gritted his teeth. She was so tight he couldn't even move inside her anymore.
He stopped thrusting and laid his head against her back. The fireworks were still raging outside as they held each other inside the darkened barn.
She couldn't even be mad she missed the fireworks again. They made their own.
He laughed softly as he nuzzled against her back.'You made me come so hard I almost blacked out.' He sighed,'Ain't never happened to me before.'
She grinned as he slowly slid out of her with a sigh,'You've given me a lot of firsts too.'
He chewed on his bottom lip as he watched her smooth her skirt down. His come was still deep inside her. She would be going out there with his scent all over her. She marked him too. In more ways than one.
He wouldn't ask her if she was alright. She had a smile on her face. Her cheeks were red from exertion and her blue eyes were bright and hazy. She was happy. He put that smile on her face.
He tucked himself back into his jeans and buckled himself back up again. He zipped up his jeans as he kissed her lips,'I'm sorry you missed the fireworks.'
'I'm so angry.' She rolled her eyes as he smirked,'You worry too much.'
He shook his head as he returned her smirk,'Someone's gotta worry.'
She wouldn't ask him what he meant by that. It wouldn't have mattered anyway.
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Becca was uneasy about this. She didn't like it one bit. She knew it needed to be done though.
He stopped their horse in a huge open field. She looked around and frowned,'Tell me again why we came all the way out here?'
He smirked as he hopped off his horse and helped her down,'I told you. You need to learn how to shoot properly.'
She placed her hands on her hips and glared up at him,'Hey, I take offense to that. I've been shooting all my life.'
He stared at her unamused and shook his head, 'Your trigger finger is sloppy. Your hold your gun too low and your aim could use some work.'
'That's it?'Her eyes widened incredulously,'I saved your life a couple times by shooting people.'
'At close range.' He nodded,'And I thank you for that, but you're not always gonna be that close.' He sighed,'When you're with or without me. I want to know you can handle yourself no matter what. I need to make sure that if you want to help out in patrols. You don't die.'
She crossed her arms over her chest and bit back a frown. She didn't like his insinuations that she couldn't take care of herself.
'I survived twenty years without you, Joel.' She pursed her lips,'I think I'll manage.'
Joel knew she was pissed off. He may have come off too aggressive and harsh, but keeping her safe was important to him. He needed her to understand that.
'You're mad at me.' He simply stated as fact as he walked over to her. He placed his hands on her hips and ducked his head to look over her face,'I didn't mean it like that. I know you can take care of yourself.' He cupped her chin and lifted her head up to look at him,'Your well being is very important to me. If something should happen to you and I'm not there. I need to make sure you can take care of yourself. They've already shot you once, Bec. Who's to say they won't try to do it again?'
She shook her head and sighed,'They haven't. It's been almost ten months. Maybe they've given up.'
'Or maybe they're just laying low to figure out what the best game plan is.' He frowned as he pulled her closer to him,'I ain't trying to control your life. But what I can control is making sure you know how to handle yourself. I don't what those pussy husbands of yours taught you, but you're gonna get yourself killed aiming that way.'
She smirked as she slid her hands into the back pockets of his jeans,'I handle you just fine. You gonna critique that too?'
He felt his cheeks getting hot and quickly ducked his head. She was making him blush. He didn't blush. Well, he did now.
He snorted as he kissed the top of her head, 'Hell no.' He shook his head,Everything was perfect. You were perfect.' He closed his eyes and sighed,'Like something outta a fuckin dream.'
Becca blushed as she ducked her head shyly. The events of the previous night flashed in her mind of them in the barn together. The he way he touched her, his hands and smooth slowly working over her body. She had been in heaven.
She swore she could still feel him inside her. Whenever she walked, she felt the throbbing between her legs. She was aching and sore, but in a good way.
Joel noticed she was sore when she got on the horse earlier. He thought it was because of her wound, but she stammered as she shyly explained the real reason. He would say he's sorry, but he's really not. He would do it all over again. Shit, he was wondering when they could do it again. Would she be too sore to go again tonight? Would he be an asshole for trying?
He couldn't help it. He was addicted to her. Every inch of her. The way she smelled and tasted. He fucking craved her.
She pulled away from him as she cupped her hand over her eyes, squinting from the bright sun,'It's too sunny to shoot here.'
He cleared his throat and nodded,'I know.' He shoved his hands into the front pockets of his jeans,'I have a place in mind, but I just wanted to talk to ya about something first.'
She felt the sense of dread as she looked over at him. Whenever he looked like that, it didn't go well. She was doing afraid to even ask.
'What's wrong?' She bit back a frown,'Are you breaking up with me?'
He started laughing loudly as she glared over at him. He was a strange bird. She couldn't seem to figure him out sometimes.
'You actually think I would ride all the way here just to do that?' He shook his head as he kept laughing,'You think so little of me, huh? You actually think I would leave you? Haven't I shown you that I care? That I fuckin love you?' He raised his hands out,'I asked you to be my wife. You really think that's something I'm gonna take lightly?'
She heard the unmistakable hurt in his voice. She hurt his feelings. It's the last thing she wanted to do.
'I'm sorry, Joel.' She frowned,'I shouldn't have asked that. I…' She shook her head,'I know you wouldn't do that.'
He stared long and hard at her, crossing his arms over his chest,'I brought you here because I wanted to tell ya that…' He shook his head,'It doesn't matter. Let's just get back on the horse.'
He was angry with her this time. He had every reason to be. She shouldn't have doubted him like that.
'What did you wanna tell me?' She walked over to stand in front of him,'I'm sorry. Please tell me.'
He closed his eyes and sighed,'I…I brought ya here because I wanted to…show you what I've been thinking.' He nodded towards the field,'Tommy thinks we could build here and expand. I was thinking we could build a few houses. Maybe a greenhouse for your flowers and shit.'
Her eyes widened and she shook her head,'You wanna build me a greenhouse?'
He nodded and shrugged,'It's just a thought.'
'It doesn't have to be.' She smirked at him over her shoulder as she walked to the middle of the field, outstretching her arms,'We could put it right here where the sun directly shines.'
He was listening, but he couldn't tell you a damned word she said. He was too infatuated with the way the sun gleamed off her red hair. The wide grin on her face looking directly at him.
He shook his head and laughed,'Where ever you want it. You got it.'
She arched her eyebrow as she folded her hands behind her back,'Where ever I want huh?'
Joel swallowed harshly as he saw a playful smile on her lips. Judging by the pleased look on her face; she knew exactly what she was doing to him. Ever since last night, something shifted in their relationship for the better.
They both woke up at the same time, but they didn't move out of bed right away. They laid in bed together, naked and tangled in the sheets.
They were exhausted from the day before. The stayed in bed most of the day, making love and taking naps in between. As soon as they woke up, they were ready to go again. They were insatiable for each other. They were touch starved. It's been so long for them. It felt good to express the desires they've been suppressing for so long. Too long.
He walked behind her and gently wrapped his arms around her, making sure to be careful of her scar. He knew it was still sensitive for her. Now that he knew he could touch her. He couldn't seem to stop himself.
She giggled as he kissed the side of her neck. He trailed his mouth to the back of ear, 'Was I too…rough last night?'
Her eyes widened and she looked back at him, shaking her head, 'Absolutely not. No. Why would you think that?'
She noticed him biting his tongue. He did this whenever he was nervous about something. She didn't understand why he would feel this way.
'I saw the way ya got on the horse. You looked sore.' He kissed the back of her head, whispering,'You would tell me if I was being too rough, right?'
She nodded and smiled,'Of course I would. For the record though? You don't always have to treat me delicately. I'm not a china doll.' She pushed her ass back against his crotch for emphasis, grinning when he hissed and grabbed her waist, keeping her flush against him.
He bit his bottom lip as his hands slid up her sides to the sides of her tits. He groped them over her coat. It didn't feel like she had a bra on. It would be so easy for him to lift her shirt up, sucking and groping her tits. She went wild for him when he did that as his cock stroked inside her. He could still hear the loud she made when he bottomed out inside her. He already knew her tits were the most sensitive during sex. He planned to take advantage of that.
He slid his hands back down to her hips, gripping them firmly, 'If it wasn't so cold, I would bend you over and fuck you so hard you'd feel me for days.'
She moaned lowly as rubbed his dick over her ass. She could feel his erection protruding through his jeans. She bit her bottom lip, whispering,'It's not too cold.'
He smirked as her teeth chattered as the heavy wind blew around them,'Sure it isn't. Let's go teach you how to shoot properly.' He stepped back from her, wrapping his arm around her shoulders as they walked over to Dusty, 'When we get back home, we're gonna eat and then I'm gonna lay you out on the table and have you.'
She stared up at him and smiled to herself at his cavalier attitude. He was being cocky today. She would be lying if she said she didn't like it.
(Up next. The wedding of the century. )