“Can we start again? Please come back home with me,” Mason said.
“Of course. I can’t wait to come back home.”
“Well, in that case, I have something to ask you,” Mason said.
“What’s that?”
Mason got down on one knee and pulled a ring from his pocket. I couldn’t handle this. I was starting to melt for real. My eyes were crying hysterically with joy. I was almost on the verge of passing out from the size of the rock being dangled right in front of me. It was beautiful.
“Laney, will you do me the honor of being my wife?” Mason asked.
“Yes, of course I’ll marry you. I love you!”
He kissed me hard on the mouth and then put the ring on my finger. It was a perfect fit. I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. It sparkled and shined and I could see the two of us reflected back as well.
“You are my everything,” Mason said.
He kissed me deeply then. Everything else in the world ceased to exist. It was just me and him. We were finally together again. And I swore as we kissed right then, newly engaged on our way to being married for eternity, that I would never let anything so stupid as fear get in between us again.
I would talk to Mason and we would work things out together.
Mason suddenly scooped me up. He carried me out of the living room, down the hall and into the bedroom where he dropped me on the bed. He reached under my skirt and pulled my panties down quickly jerking them past my feet and throwing them to the floor. Mason hiked my skirt up above my waist to expose me and then after a momentary fumble with is pants he took his dick out and placed it against my entrance. With one slight twitch he was inside of me.
He went slowly at first, letting me get acquainted with is cock after a long absence. He was so huge that if he didn’t do this it might have hurt a bit. But he knew my body too well and he knew how to fuck me just right.
“Oh, fuck…” I moaned. My eyes were rolling back in my head as Mason pummeled my pussy with his magnificent cock. The force of each hump was enough to send me flying off him, but he held me down on the bed so that I couldn’t move, not that I wanted to at all.
I was already about to get there. I was so close…
“Come for me baby… come…” Mason pleaded with me.
That was all I needed to hear. My orgasm hit me hard and I saw stars spinning around the room for several seconds as I came hard all over the sweet prick inside of me. Mason continued to pump me incessantly without stopping for the next several minutes until he finally climaxed inside of me.
I came twice more before he did. I’d waited a long time for this.
And now I knew that I would never be without Mason ever again. What we had was too strong. I should have known that before and I should have trusted it. I should have believed it. But I didn’t and it had almost cost me everything.
Epilogue
Laney
Six Months Later
“You are such a cheater,” I said. “You can’t do this without cheating can you?”
“What are you talking about? I totally did that? I totally made that shot,” Mason said.
I shook my head. “Nope, sorry. That is not the right answer. You are supposed to apologize. You need to say you are sorry and that you’ll never lie, cheat, or steal again.”
“I bet if we had an instant replay or something on this damn thing you would see that I am actually totally right.”
We were playing top Golf and Mason was convinced that he had more points than he did. I assured him that he did not make that amazing shot in the early part of the game that he thought he did. He disagreed with me and with the scoreboard. That was the way his twisted little mind worked. The guy was so competitive that if he believed he’d done something then it was a job of work to get him to admit that he hadn’t actually done what he thought he had.
It was actually one of those cute little things about him that drove me wild. I loved how he loved to win and how driven he was in things. He refused to back down and he even refused after it was proven that he’d lost. He didn’t believe he did. I wished I had that type of bulletproof confidence.
It dawned on me that this was the type of drive that had sought me out and found me when I needed him most. If not for that then Mason and I might have still been apart. It was so stupid that I left. I cursed myself for it every single day. And now it would be something fun that we would tell Jack and his new sister Abby one day. They would laugh about it and maybe share the story with their kids one day.