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Because she loved him. Because she didn’t want to spend her life wishing she’d been brave enough to fight for what she wanted. Because he was sweet and sexy and tender and knew exactly how to push her buttons and drive her nuts, and because she needed him to keep her grounded. But how could she say all that?

“Because…I love you,” she said simply. “I fought it, but I do. I want you, I need you. 

Please don’t go.” She used her dirty sleeve to wipe her face, but more tears trickled down her cheeks as she waited for him to respond.

She could hear Lily and her father behind her, but she kept her gaze on Tyler, waiting for his reaction. Was she too late?

His expression dark, tense, Tyler stepped closer. Without a word, he cradled her face in his hands and lowered his head, kissing her until her body warmed from the inside out and her toes curled in her soggy shoes.

Behind them, Lily screamed in happiness. But then everything faded when the kiss went on and she didn’t care what anyone thought. By the time Tyler let her come up for air, all she could do was hold on to him.

“I love you,” he murmured against her lips.

She whispered the words right back, happier than she’d ever been in her life. 

“I thought you left. I thought you went back to Olkfield?”

“I couldn't,” Tyler told her, “So I stayed here with Lily hoping you'd come to me,” 

Lexi sighed in relief and tried to hold her another set of tears. She buried her head against her husband’s chest and fingered the buttons of his shirt, doing her best to ignore the stares boring into her back. 

“Lexi? What were you doing before you came here?” Tyler asked softly.

Her laugh was more of a groan. “Beating up my car.” She smiled at his perplexed frown. “It’s a long story.”

“Must be a good one.”

“Why do you think that?”

Tyler kissed her again. “Because your hives are gone.”

Life definitely got better, Lexi reflected a year later, sitting out on Tyler's deck—their deck in Olkfield.

It was winter, but she still liked to sit outside. She liked to wait for Tyler to finish his early morning run and join her for a coffee before they drove into Olkfield’s Central Business District together.

She liked the rhythms of this life of theirs. It was more joy than pain, more laughter than tears, and both of them were fully engaged. Committed. Connected, she thought now.

Living with Tyler was easy. So easy, in fact, that they’d had more than a few conversations about whether or not it was too easy, and therefore destined to blow up in their faces. Yet as weeks turned to months, and months into seasons, it seemed less and less likely.

They were both so happy. Any friction they had they tended to work out in bed. Or with sex, anyway, bed not required.

They didn't have to hide any part of themselves. Sometimes they shouted at each other because they could. Because passion could lead to temper, and neither one of them was perfect. But they always found a way back to laughter. And love.

And the simple beauty of his cock deep inside her, until neither one of them had the energy to fight.

She looked up and smiled when Tyler roamed out onto the deck a little while later. He sat down with her, picking her up and settling her in his lap the way he liked to do. Tyler sighed as his arms came around her. Then smiled as she felt his cock stir beneath her, because a year had passed and if anything, they wanted each other more.

She found new charities here in Olkfield, and new ways to give back. She and Tyler started their own scholarship program, the better to help kids like the one he’d been. 

Tyler reached between them, and adjusted her. Lifting up the soft cotton shift she’d worn to sleep in, releasing himself from his running shorts and sliding his cock between her folds. It always took a little work. There was always that initial stretching, and her body’s adjustment to his length and width.

And it was always worth it when he thrust home. Both of them sighed a bit at the fit. The fullness. The feel of him, huge and so hard where she was tight. Perfect, Lexi thought. Together, we’re perfect.

“Careful, Lexi,” Tyler said, his stern voice in her ear. “You wouldn’t want the neighbors to see you acting so dirty in the middle of a bright morning, now would you?”

She shuddered, in that mix of delight and delicious fear that pushed her to the edge of a climax, even though she knew that the deck was more private than it seemed. Or the neighbors would have called the police a long time ago.

“Go on now,” he ordered her, as bossy and delicious as ever. “I want you to move, slowly. Very slowly, no matter how good it feels.”

Lexi did what he told her, because he was always right when it came to the things they could do when he was buried inside of her. The hotter and deeper, the better.

“What if we’d never—” she began, her eyes dizzy with all that Olkfield sunshine, and her pussy full of Tyler's enormous, demanding cock. And better still, her heart so full of love she was surprised it didn’t burst.

“We were always ending up here, love,” Tyler told her. In that confident, assured way of his, as if he’d always known. “Sooner or later, we were always going to end up right here.”

And as she lifted herself, and lowered herself again, so slowly it nearly made her scream, he moved, making them both whole. Keeping them connected the way they liked best. “You are my best friend. My lover. My wife. My everything.”

“Tyler,” she managed to gasp out as sensation clambered inside of her, her clit throbbed with need and her heart felt a part of that same sobbing thing that wrecked her and remade her with every deep thrust. “Oh, Tyler, I love you. I’ll be anything you want me to be. Forever and ever.”

And he took control then, hammering into her, and then taking her hand and guiding it to her own clit. And there he pressed her own fingers against the place where they were joined, so they both exploded into bliss.

Together.

The way they always had been. And always were, forever after.

THE END 

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