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“I… I don’t want it to end.”
He slows down, giving long languid strokes that feel like he’s filling every part of me. Nibbling on my neck and earlobe, his shaggy hair, styled earlier in the night, sticks to my skin. I’m so close to climaxing, but I can’t let go. I don’t want to. Fight, Lettie, fight, I tell myself internally, just like I did the night I overdosed. My eyes pinch closed as I moan with every nip of his teeth and love the long strokes of his erection.
Dane’s lips skate over my jaw, and he pushes himself up on one elbow and, through labored breath, says, “Baby, this will never end.”
Tears prick at the corners of my lids as my back arches off the bed. I don’t know if it’s the same for him but for me, when he says things, romantic or dirty, it triggers some emotional response in my body, and I scream, “It’s, it’s ending.”
We fuse together, producing an orgasm so blinding, I don’t see stars or feel dizzy. He grunts and spills into me with so much force, it actually stings my inside walls.
“Damn, you’re incredible, Lettie.”
“I told you the first day of the year is the best.” I wink with a satisfied grin.
Blanketing me with his body, with only his head not laying on me, more sweat beads drip, and I try to catch them with my tongue, loving the taste and smell of Dane Greathouse.
He chuckles, wiping my damp hair from my face. “Promise you’ll always make me laugh.”
“I’ll do my best. If you promise to always give me orgasms. I find I’m in a much better mood when I get them. For the last couple of months, I’ve been a little on edge.”
“Baby, anytime you want me to take the edge off, I’ll always be there for you.”
The playfulness fades, replaced with the seriousness of the past twelve hours. When we left the stage, we spent thirty minutes with our friends and family, celebrating our engagement, the new year, and all of the possibilities in front of us.
“Thank you for telling the world how much you love me and cherish me. You saved me from a lifetime of loneliness when we were kids. I didn’t understand why my parents didn’t want me and when kids would say, ‘Where’s your mom at the class party?’ I felt so empty. But you were always there to back me up. I love you with all my heart, and if you feel ten percent of that love, then you have to be filled up.”
Rolling us over so that I’m on top, Dane strokes a tendril of my hair and places it over my shoulder and says, “I do and the fact that there’s ninety percent more means we’ll always have back up. When we’re running low on energy because we have eight kids running around, playing hide and seek, sports, some in diapers, I promise to show you how much you’re loved as a wife. I’ll never let you forget how beautiful you are when your hair frizzes during sex or how sexy you are when you drop your robe on the floor, leaving you only in your birthday suit or when we get in the shower together before bed.”
“Eight?” I ask, questioning my hearing.
He laughs. “Is that what you’re taking from my heartfelt love?”
He tickles me behind my knee, and his smile would light up Times Square.
“I was thinking if we’re going to have eight children, we better start soon.”
“There’s a good chance we made a baby five minutes ago. Lettie, what about the Olympics? If you got pregnant just now, then you won’t be able to ride. You would be seven months along.”
“The Olympics isn’t nearly as important to me as having a family with you.”
EPILOGUE
DANE- FIVE MONTHS LATER
Lettie: Good morning, slacker. Waffles or Pancakes?
Me: Morning, baby. Just ran five miles. Pancakes.
Lettie: I knew you would say pancakes. How can you not like the crispness of a waffle?
Me: I like soft things like your…
Lettie: I’m sore from riding.
Me: Is this one of those times you need me to take the edge off?
Lettie: Am I that transparent?
Me: Yes, but like always, I’m happy to oblige. When will you be back to the hotel?
