Page 17 of Flushing His Pipe
Jameson's eyes light up, and he grins. "Well, we can't have that," he teases, nipping my ear playfully as he kisses my neck. "I'll take Fred out, and then we can go to Angelo's for dinner tonight. Does that work?"
"Yes." I nod enthusiastically and pull him back in for a kiss. "And yes. I will marry you."
Jameson lets out a whoop of joy and tackles me back on the bed, kissing me with all his heart. The gurgle of my stomach has him reluctantly pulling away.
"All right, new plan. Fred, dinner, courthouse."
"Hmm, no. My brother might actually kill you. He's got the skills."
Jameson raises his eyebrows.
I pat his shoulder. "I'll tell you about him at dinner."
Climbing off the bed, I open my suitcase, wondering if I have anything clean to wear tonight.
Strong arms wrap around me from behind. "I will make you want to marry me every day for the rest of our lives, Naomi."
I turn, tangling my fingers in the hair at Jameson's nape as his cock hardens against my stomach. "Well, maybe one quick orgasm won't kill me."
Epilogue - Jameson
Two Years Later
"Oooh, how about this place?" Naomi turns the computer toward me.
I barely glance at the picture of the cabin on her screen before burying my face in her neck.
"Uh-huh," I mumble against her smooth skin, loving the goosebumps that break out along her neck and shoulders. I run my tongue between them like I'm trying to connect the dots.
"Jameson, focus." Naomi uses her serious voice, but her little shiver when I hit that spot behind her ear spurs me on. It takes less than a second for her to close the computer and melt into my embrace.
Naomi and I got married a year ago in a small ceremony up the mountain, surrounded by our family and close friends. Violetorganized the entire thing, of course. Naomi’s brother, Dane, walked her down the aisle, and when Naomi appeared in her white dress with a field of wildflowers as the backdrop, I realized I was smack dab in the middle of the happiest day of my life. It's only gotten better every day since.
"Jameson Paul Clarke," Naomi pants as I hook my fingers in her panties and attempt to prove how distracting I can be. "You promised your friends a three-day celebration for their hard work. If we don't book this cabin, you'll have to set up tents in the backyard, mister."
I sigh. "Fine. Show me what you found."
Naomi glances at me with a quirk of her lip, and I sigh again, removing my fingers from the promised land to show her I mean business.
"Good boy," she says, opening her computer again, and hell if my cock doesn't still react to that phrase like Pavlov's dog.
Speaking of dogs, Fred snoozes in this bed at our feet. Naomi moved in with me almost immediately, and Max was pleased he didn't have to mess with the spare apartment after all. Naomi was worried that Fred might be weird with me when she introduced him to my space, but he happily ran into the backyard through the dog door I installed and claimed the house as his own to every squirrel and bird within a ten-mile radius. He follows me wherever I go, and Betty even added him as our official mascot on her newest round of t-shirts.
"All right, tell me what you think of this one." Naomi turns her computer as two pings announce an incoming text. She rolls her eyes as we both pull out our phones to check.
Dane
Headed to a place called Fox Falls in the Smoky Mountains for a few days. Should be a short job. Havea buddy from base who lives there, but I'll be staying at the Eveningstar Hotel at the Falls.
Cell service can be spotty, so I wanted to check in before I head out.
Naomi laughs. "I think he's terrified I'll make another major life decision if he waits too long to check in with me now. His future wife will thank us."
Trained in security, Naomi's brother is one of the most methodical people I've ever met. He's enormous, well over six-five with muscles like a freaking giant. Dane is quiet and calm, but man, was he pissed when he got my text the day I proposed to his sister. He showed up in Duhring Park a few days later, ready to kick my ass and talk some sense into her.
Naomi squared up to him and read him the riot act about not returning her calls quickly enough. By the time she was done laying into him, he was recruiting me as an ally. He stayed for a week, getting to know me. Naomi said he was basically staking me out the entire time, but as he was packing up to head out, Dane begrudgingly offered to help me pick out a ring. Naomi said that was like him naming his firstborn after me. We've since become good friends.
"Can you picture the day Dane falls for someone?" I ask with a snort.
