One Year Later
I never imagined this would be me. The guy who rushes home to kiss his woman. Yet, here I am. Any extra time I have, I want it to be with her.
After Wesson’s accident, there was a time where my mind said life is too short to have commitments.
Meeting Diem, sharing this love … life is too precious to rush.
That’s what I’ve learned.
I was waiting for what exactly, I didn’t know until I found her.
And I’m so thankful for every moment we have shared, the good and the bad.
She’s alive and with me.
Life is better than ever before.
Not just for me, but for Diem.
I wish I could say things were as good for Wesson.
Emmalee survived, and we all thought she would come home with us. Instead, with the death of her father, her mother moved away leaving Emmalee to either stay with Diem or go out on her own either in Haywood’s Landing or somewhere else. Only Emmalee Van Etten didn’t do either. She has taken the last year to travel the world. She calls every week to give us all an update as she finds herself, but she doesn’t share much about where she is exactly. Emmalee Van Etten is a nomad she says and refuses to settle now that she has a second chance at life.
I swear she has tested every ounce of patience Wesson has by leaving for so long. He hasn’t been the same since she boarded the plane two months after her release from the hospital. With our house set up, Emmalee stayed with us on Wesson’s side for a while. I guess we all fell into a false sense of security that we were going to be some happy family together. Emmalee became restless the more she thought about her life and everything that happened. Diem says she needs to make peace and by seeing other places it will help. She is confident her friend will come home sooner rather than later. It’s killing Wesson to be without her.
I hate watching my brother long for someone he can’t have. Maybe Emmalee isn’t the one, maybe she is, but until she finds herself it wouldn’t be fair to either of them to force something. I admire her courage to go out and sort herself. I just wish she could do it here with Wesson at her side.
I lay in our bed admiring the beauty in front of me. Her long, dark hair cascades over her full breasts. The dark shades of her pointed nipples call out to my lips, begging for attention. I want to touch, feel, savor each inch of the beautiful woman in front of me.
I roll over, laying my frame over hers with my elbows at each side of her head. Her chest rises and falls in deep breaths as she trembles slightly under me.
“Diem,” I whisper as she begins to stir.
“Colt,” she mutters sleepily.
“Never thought my life would be this good,” I tell her kissing her nose softly.
“I love you, Colton Vaughn.”
Those words are the absolute best part of every day.
“I love you, Diem Banner.”
Leaning down, I kiss her lightly. In response, she pushes her chest against me. Taking her bottom lip into my mouth, I nip and suck gently, while she wraps her hands around my neck and pulls me in closer. Licking her lips, I slowly tease my way into her mouth.
I press my body down on hers, letting her take my weight before moving her hair to trail kisses down her neck. Then I suck briefly on the spot behind her ear before tugging her earlobe with my teeth.
I am everywhere, kissing my way down to her tits where I suck hard on one nipple, flicking the tip with my tongue. Her moan in response increases the blood flow to my already hard cock.
When she moves her legs to settle me between her, my cock sits at her entrance as she rocks against me. She wants me inside her as badly as I want to be there.
Without a second thought, I thrust inside her, my cock piercing grazing her clit and causing her to shake in my arms. I still momentarily, allowing her body the chance to adjust.
The moment seems to consume us both as she looks into my eyes. There’s an unconditional acceptance staring back at me.
She owns my soul completely.
I begin to move in and out of her, making sure my piercing rubs the inner walls of her core. I slowly bring myself all the way to the edge of being out of her before gliding back in. She trembles around me at each thrust, rocking against me, moaning as she builds up.
Picking up speed, her body milks me, seeking her own release. I drop my head, sucking hard on her neck as I slam hard and fast into her, sending her over the edge.
I fight myself to slow my own release as the tickle up and down my spine settles in my balls. I dread the impending end. I want to fuck her for eternity.
“Coooooollllttttton,” she cries out as her body tenses around me.
I shoot hot liquid come inside her without a second thought. Since her time in the hospital, I learned she has an IUD and is clean. I got tested and came back fine, so condoms are a thing of our past.
Letting her ride out her orgasm, I hold her close, moving us so her head is resting on my chest as we both get our breathing back to normal. I pull out of her slowly as she gives me a satisfied smile.
That look is one I’ll never get tired of.
Sliding out of bed, I have a mission on my mind. Going to the bathroom, I run warm water over a washcloth. When I return, Diem is still lying on the bed, but she leans up on her elbows, looking up at me.
As I wipe my come from her pussy, I tell my cock to keep it down. The way she watches me only turns me on more. After I finish, I toss the washcloth into the dirty clothes pile in the closet before sliding into the bed beside her and covering us both. She snuggles into me, and that’s when I reach over to the nightstand for something special.
This is it.
Inhaling, I smell the vanilla in her hair. I am home.
“Life is a ride. One full of unexpected bumps. I don’t know what the future holds, Diem, but I want that ride with you. Will you marry me?”
Tears fill her eyes as she looks up at me and then to the oval diamond solitaire in my hand.
“The only constant in the last year of my life as I’ve sorted out everything from where to live to my actual name is you. There is nothing I want more in life than to be your wife.”
I press my lips to hers. I started the New Year once with a broad in a hallway. I’m going to marry the woman in my bed on New Year’s knowing that every year I start with her will only be better than the last. She makes me everything I’m supposed to be and more.
I have it all now.
This is my ride for life.
The End…
Until the next ride.