Cygny's Six

EPILOGUE

When Cygny firstoffered for him to move in with her, Leo jumped at the chance. It was instinctual. It was also driven by a bit of anxiety.

It wasn’t exactly post-coital bliss. That had worn off as soon as they came out of their bedroom and realized the full extent of the shit show that they’d been lured into.

Dead bodies. Bullet holes. And a painting covered in blood.

All Leo wanted to do was drag Cygny out of the house and down to a doctor to have her bullet wound cleaned and stitched, but she waved him off at every turn and helped sort out the carnage, including placing calls into the nearest psychological treatment facility for Helena and a painting restoration wunderkind in Center City who would be the best bet to cleaning the painting of blood stains and patch the bullet hole where it probably wouldn’t be seen.

He’d taken his job to be her protector seriously. Even refusing to leave the examination room when her wound was cleaned and stitched.

Then it was only by her insistence and a well-timed call to Roman and Beck that he allowed himself to go through the battery of tests to make sure he wasn’t suffering any aftereffects of hypothermia from his extended stay in the snow.

He didn’t bother going home when they returned to Fool’s Gold, staying with her in her tiny house and watching over her like a guard dog whenever they left the safety of the property.

This particular morning,he’d woken up to find her missing from the bed.

He pulled on some shorts and slipped his feet into some boots and lumbered out the door.

It didn’t take long to find her.

Cygny was on her hands and knees planting seeds in the dirt that they’d tilled the day before. The slant of the roof kept her in the shade, but there was still enough sunlight surrounding them that he could see the rounded curve of her backside and the muscled thighs that had cradled him just a few hours before.

He’d intended to tease her a little, but when she pushed back to reach the plastic container of seeds, her shorts stretched across her picture perfect ass and the shorts he’d pulled on weren’t doing much but providing a bit of friction, making his hard-on swell even more.

All he wanted to do was pick her up and take her back inside and-

“You gonna just stand there staring at my ass, or you gonna come and help me plant?”

He shook his head and chuckled when she turned her head and gave him a knowing smile.

“Right now,” he groaned and reached down to adjust himself, “I’m not in the mood for planting anything but my-”

“Are you going to be wanting sex every day?”

Leo had to give her the truth. Lord knows that holding things back had given them more trouble than anything. “You going to look that hot every day, Cyg? ‘Cause I’m only a man.”

She got up on her knees and turned around to face him with a laughing smile on her face. “We were apart for almost two years. What did you do all that time?”

He felt the shadow that fell across his face. The memory of being without her during that time only made him more determined not to let her go again.

“Lots of lonely nights. Lots of dreams that left me hard and missing you like my next breath.”

He hadn’t meant for their exchange to take this kind of turn, but he couldn’t help it. They couldn’t run from it either.

There would be moments like this for the rest of their lives.

They had to get through them, instead of ignoring them if they wanted it to work between them, and they’d fought tooth and nail and faced death head on to be together.

Moments like this were going to happen and-

Cygny walked up to him and looked up into his face with a sly, seductive smile.

“I was trying to get all the planting done in the shade before the sun made the ground too hot, but if you’re hurting...” She leaned against him, pressing her breasts against his chest with just her tank top between them. Her hand brushed against his belly and her fingers dipped past his waistband until she wrapped her smaller hand around the base of his cock.

Even as hard as he already was he swelled against her palm.

“Maybe we could take this inside.” She sighed and rose up on her toes to press a wet kiss to the base of his neck where it met his shoulder. “But I really wanted to get my garden started.”

He would have promised her the world when she had his cock in her hand. Hell, he would have promised her the universe when she took him inside of her, but he wasn’t a selfish man... all the time.

Leo reached down and grasped her ass in his hands and lifted her up against him.

He lost her hand for a moment, but when he set her against him and felt her heat bleeding through her denim and wrapping around his erection, he found himself feeling very generous.

He took her mouth in a hot possessive kiss before breaking free to offer her a deal.

“You let me inside your sweet pussy right now and I’ll personally plant all of your seeds in the garden, by lamp light if I have to.”

She threw her head back and laughed like she didn’t have a care in the world. “I do love you like crazy, Leo Chandler. And you won’t have to do it all by yourself. I think it would be fun for both of us to get the seeds in the ground. It’ll be our garden after all.”

“That’s right.” He curled his hips into her and heard her gasp as his cock rolled right over her clit. “It’s our garden, Cyg.”

He carried her back to their front door and stopped to open the door when she wiggled a little to make him groan.

“You know,” he gave her a little wink as he set her down inside by the bed and managed to undo the button and zipper on her shorts, dropping them down to the ground at her feet, “those hips of yours are another of my favorite parts of yours.”

“Another?”

He listed them off as he kissed them. Eyes, cheeks, mouth, neck. Then he pulled her tank top off of her body and paid some devoted attention to her breasts, suckling on her nipples before slipping his hand between her legs and pushing her panties aside to glide his fingers through her wet folds.

“Wow,” she breathed as he curled a few of his fingers up inside of her, “that’s a pretty comprehensive list you have there. Is... is that all?”

“Nope.”

He pulled his fingers out of her body, kicked off his boots, and pushed his shorts down to the floor.

Her eyes widened at the size of him and her skin pinked up with an all over blush. “Wha- what else is on your list?”

Leo crowded her against the bed and helped her up onto the center of the mattress on her hands and knees before he crawled up behind her.

Using his hands, he smoothed his palms all over her insanely toned behind.

Just the feel of her flexing under his touch had him dripping to get inside of her.

“I thought you would have guessed it by now, Cyg... it’s your six.”

Her laughter turned into a throaty moan when he sank inside of her.