Naughty Tales Collection

“Uhm.” She rolls her eyes at me as she busies herself making the coffee.

When she doesn’t probe for more, I find myself confessing, “I thought it was going to hurt, the first time, I mean.” I can feel the blush lighting my face up.

“Not with the right man. When’s the wedding?” Her change of topic is rapid.

“Wedding?”

“He hasn’t asked you?” She seems shocked by this.

“Well, he sort of just told me it was happening.” Her grin is huge. “I love him.”

“I knew you did along time ago dear.”

Masculine laughter precedes both men before I can respond to her statement. “Well little lady, I guess I approve of your choice of man.” Daddy says as he walks over to me, kisses my head and strides to my mother to stand beside her, one arm wrapped around her back.

Smiling, I can only nod. They’ve always been so in love. It’s why I’ve always wanted it. Their kind of love for myself.

As I look over at Colter, I know I have it.

His cocky grin and sexy swagger as he slowly walks to me has my heart melting all over again. Wrapping both of his arms around me from behind, he grips my wrist and brings my hand up to slip a ring gently down my finger.

My eyes water as I see it’s my grandmother’s engagement ring. It’s simple with its princess cut diamond and white gold band, but so beautiful. “Marry me, Oaklynn, make me the happiest man in the world. Call me your husband so I can call you my wife.”

Spinning in his arms, I open my mouth to say of course when his crashes over mine and I’m left breathless as his tongue delves deep, exploring, tasting, taking everything he wants.

When he pulls back, I breathe, “Yes.”

He leans his head against mine and right before his eyes close with happiness I see tears pool in their stormy depths and I know I have the man I was meant to be with.

Strong.

Powerful.

Yet, vulnerable for only me when it’s called for. Being snowed in was the best thing to ever happen to either of us and I couldn’t be more grateful for it now.

Epilogue

Colter

One Year Later.

“Shit.” I hiss. “Fuck.” I groan. “Oaklynn.” I moan.

This fucking girl.

My wife.

The best damn woman in the world.

Is trying to kill me.

Her lips wrapped around my cock is the best fucking sight I’ve ever seen. But the sensations are too fucking much. She insists on sucking me to the back of her throat and swallowing. Every man’s kryptonite.

Gripping a fistful of her hair, I try to pull her back. She glares and sucks harder, damn near swallowing me whole.

“Oaklynn,” I growl her name, but she closes her eyes.

We’ve been trying to get pregnant since the first time I sunk deep into her tight cunt, but lately she’s been pushing her luck with me and I’m about to spank her ass red.