Thief (21 page)

I press another finger into her ass, and there’s a quick intake of breath. But her hesitation lasts only a second before she’s back to pushing against me, begging for release.

I’ll never deny her what she wants, so I adjust the angle of my hips and give her the pressure she needs to cum.

“Fuck!” she shouts, and it’s music to my ears. I know if she’s saying that word, then she’s too far beyond her boundaries of pleasure. She’s not thinking about what she’s saying; she’s just enjoying the feeling running through her body.

She clenches around my fingers and around my fat cock as her orgasm takes over and she peaks. Her screams of pleasure ring through the bathroom, and it all brings me to my own orgasm.

I thrust into her one last time, emptying myself into her tight cunt, hoping that she’s opening for me and letting my seed take root. She’ll be bred, and I don’t care how many times I have to do it.

After the last of my cum has been pulled from me by her clenching pussy, I pull out and move my slick cock to her back entrance.

I remove my fingers and press the head of my cock to her ass, pushing against her hole and seeking entrance.

“Just a few strokes, baby. I won’t waste cum in your ass, but I want to feel it. Let me in, little fox.”

I hear her gasp and push back against me. The head of my cock pokes through her tight ring, and the lube from our orgasms makes my entrance easy.

I slide in slowly, letting her adjust as I go. It only takes a few moments before she’s totally relaxed and taking me all the way to the base of my cock. My balls press against her sticky pussy, and I feel her warm sugary syrup coating them.

I hold my cock in her ass for a few seconds. I want to enjoy the feeling of being in her ass. “I won’t cum, but I need to know that I’ve claimed it as mine. Every part of you.”

I push into her before pulling out slowly, then push in one final time. I will always prefer the warm welcome of her wet cunt, but I just needed to have this hole, too.

Pulling out slowly again for the final time, I leave the tightness of her ass and rub my palm over her asshole and pussy, gently petting the soreness away.

“Let’s take a shower, baby.” I kiss her back and pull her with me into the shower, letting the hot water and bubbly soap wash us clean.

Once we’re clean, I carry Tessa out of the shower and dry her off. I grab a simple cover-up for her and some loose shorts for me. We dress and walk down to the part of the island that’s shaded.

There’s a big cabana on this side of the island, which gives us privacy, but also a perfect view of the sunset. It’s got a cover over the top and long silky panels that allow us to remain unseen, yet it still feels like we’re outside.

I hold her to me as we lie in the cabana and watch the sun set. The peaceful calm between us is all we need. I steal little kisses and touches as we silently hold one another, just enjoying our perfect little paradise.

It’s then time for dinner, so I scooping Tessa up and carry her on the path back to the house. When we get to the dining room, I place her in the seat beside me and sit down next to her.

“Are you always going to carry me like that?” She looks at me with her big golden eyes filled with love and happiness.

“Yes, Tessa. I will carry you, love you, spoil you, adore you, and worship you for the rest of my life.”

A blush hits her sun-kissed cheeks, and I lean down to place my lips on them.

It’s amazing what we’ve been through and how far we’ve come in such a short time. People would probably consider us crazy, but if they felt even a tenth of what I feel for her, they would understand. I can’t put into words exactly what she means to me, so I just have to keep showing her, over and over. If that’s what it takes to show her what I feel inside, then I’ll gladly do it.

Pushing a stray hair out of her eyes, I look at her and think how impossibly insane it is that I found her. That all my hopes, dreams, wishes, and love can be wrapped up in one person. I never intended for my life to end up this way, but it’s more perfect than I could have imagined.

I started out as the thief, but Tessa stole my heart.

Epilogue

Tessa

3 months later …

^“
I
’m going to have to start running an extra two miles a day if Marie keeps this up.”

Sean stands up from the little table in the kitchen. He raises his shirt to rub his belly as he smirks at me.

I have to agree. If we keep eating like this, I might have to join him. And I don’t run. Ever. Unless something is chasing me, and that only happens when Sean and I are playing around. Though once I did suggest going with him. He said no, then made me ride him while he gripped my hips in a firm hold to remind me how much he liked them and how he didn’t want them going anywhere. Needless to say, he didn’t run that day either.

Reaching over, I grab a few of the hairs on his stomach and pull, making him yelp and jump back from me. I giggle. “See how she treats me, Marie?” He leans down, placing one hand on the table and the other on the back of my chair, caging me in. He kisses me softly on the lips.

“Missed a little,” he whispers against my lips, licking any syrup that might be remaining.

“I see how she treats you alright.” Marie’s tone makes me blush.

Marie started working on the island about six weeks ago. She used to come each day on a boat until Sal finally talked her into staying with him permanently. Watching them together is utterly adorable, and I wonder if people look at Sean and me like that.

Giving me another quick kiss, Sean picks up my plate and his own to take to the sink, but Marie stops him and pulls them from his hands.

“That’s my job,” she scolds him. I can’t see Sean’s face, but I’m sure he’s scowling at her. This has no effect on her, though he’s probably a whole foot and a half taller than her. She’s the definition of a spitfire if you get her going. I love that about her and have even picked up a few of her tricks. Sean and Sal both tried to get her to quit working here, saying she didn’t need to work. She’s Sal’s woman, but she says she loves doing it. She needs something to do or she’ll go stir crazy. They still ended up hiring another woman to help out, and the battle of wills is still going strong.

He makes his way back to me and crouches so we’re at eye level. “You sure you don’t want to come with me? I’ll be quick. It won’t take me long at all to make sure everything is in line.”

“No, it’s fine. I’m just going to lie down for a little. I bet by the time I wake up, you’ll be back.” Sean likes to go to town once a month to pick up a few things, check his mail, and look in on his accounts. I went with him the last time and enjoyed myself, but today I have something I need to take care of.

“How about I put it off, and we’ll go tomorrow when you’re feeling better?” I can see the concern written all over his face. I lied this morning and told him I had a headache to get out of going today. Sometimes this man handles me like glass. I wonder how he’ll be once he gets me knocked up. “I could nap with you.”

“I know what your kind of nap means,” I laugh, knowing that it wouldn’t be a nap at all. It would start with a little cuddling, which would turn to kissing, and then
that
would lead to kissing me everywhere, then him on top of me, making me scream his name.

His face turns serious, lines appearing in his forehead. “Stay inside. I don’t want you near the water.”

“Sean, I know how to swim.”

“Baby, please. Give me peace of mind while I’m gone.”

Grabbing his face with both hands, I dig my fingers into his beard. “I’ll stay inside and dream of you.”

“Thank you, little fox.” He moves in for another kiss, this one deep but slow. His mouth moves against mine like we’re making love.

When he finally pulls back, I keep a strong hold on his face, pulling a little at his beard.

“I’m not cutting it,” he says for the sixth time this morning, his eyes going a little big. I caught him in the bathroom about to shave it this morning. He said it was just a summer cut. I might have lost it a little. I even threatened to go on a shaving strike of my own if he did, but he said I could turn into werewolf and he was still getting inside me. In the end I won. Facial hair was staying, and I was still keeping myself well groomed.

“Better not.”

He kisses me on the forehead and heads out the door. I sit at the table, sipping my orange juice while Marie does the dishes for a few moments.

“Okay. I can’t wait! Give it to me.” I jump up from my chair and rush over to Marie as she pulls a pregnancy test out of her apron.

The last two tests I’d done with Sean, and both times they came out negative. He acted like it was no big deal, but I could see the disappointment on his face. I want to make sure that the next time the subject comes up, I’ll know for sure if I’m pregnant or not.

“I thought he’d never leave.” Marie shakes her head, wiping her hands off on her apron.

“I know. I thought for sure he knew I was faking about the headache. I’m the world’s worst liar,” I grimace. God, I hate lying to him.

“Come on now. Let’s see if we’re going to have a baby around here soon,” Marie says as we both rush to my bathroom. Quickly, I ready the test and do it, placing the stick on the sink when I’m done. I open the door for Marie to come into the bathroom, and we both just stare down at the test and wait.

“What are you doing?”

I scream out in surprise, jumping around to face Sean is standing in the bathroom doorway.

“I…oh…” I look to Marie for help, but she just stands there. “I thought you left,” I finally finish, stumbling over my words.

“I tried.” He runs his hands through his hair. “Just felt like something was off.” He takes a step into the bathroom, and I try to move further back, wanting to block the test, but my ass is already against the sink.

“Baby, you’re kind of freaking me out here.” He takes a few more steps until he’s right in front of me, and I have to lean my head back to look at him. He must see the test on the sink behind me, because a smile breaks out across his face.

Suddenly, he’s dropping to his knees in front of me.

I feel Marie move beside me, then her words hit me. “Two lines.”

Sean places his face against my stomach, echoing her words “Two lines.”

“We’re having a baby,” I whisper, and run my fingers through his hair.

“I love you,” Sean says to my stomach, and I feel a tear slip free.

Then he’s picking me up and carrying me to our bed. Marie is long gone. Probably off to tell Sal they’re going to be grandparents.

“We should leave the island. It’s not safe here. Then maybe—”

I cut him off. “Calm down. You planned for this. Think about it, Sean. We have Marie and the two midwives. It doesn’t take long to get to the main island, and we can stay on the main island when the due date gets closer. We aren’t leaving. This is our home. The home we’ve made for the family we’re going to have. We’ll make this work.”

“You’re right, little fox. We can do anything.”

Epilogue

Sean