Page 18 of Outlaw

She’s panting and suddenly the rest of the world filters in slowly. The trees rustling behind us, the lake lapping at the shore, the gulls squalling in the distance.

I lean forward and lift her up into my arms, caressing her soft frame as the cream from her pussy drips down my stomach.

Her arms wrap around my neck and her head rests against my shoulders. “I… you… that was incredible.”

It was incredible. She’s incredible, but I’m not done yet. I need to see her like she was the other night.

“On your knees and clean me off.”

She smiles and moans as she drops to the ground, licking my cock clean. Fractals of energy rush through me as her warm tongue goes to work sucking away the last bits of pleasure on my dick.

“Good, little girl.” I run my fingers through her hair as she laps up our pleasure.

When I’m clean and my cock can no longer stand being touched, I help her up from the ground and hold her against my chest. “That wasn’t too much for you, was it?”

“No,” she gasps, a smile in her voice. “I… I like you… rough like that.”

I growl and hold her closer, staring out at the clear blue lake as I contemplate the rest of our lives.

Ruin will take a pay off. I know him well enough to know that for a fact. After that, I’m not sure.

“You really want five kids and a job at a bakery?”

She looks up at me, still nude in the afternoon sun. “Yeah, but I thought I didn’t get to make decisions. You’re the big, grumbly bounty hunter and I’m just the helpless, little girl.” A smiles spreads onto her face.

“Well then.” I bite back a smile and growl as I lean her back onto the rocky shoreline, my cock hard and ready for more. “I guess I should get to work then, because the decision has been made.”

Epilogue

Faith

Two Months Later

Whitecaps and sunlit water sparkle in the distance as a herd of buffalo roam into the road. Here, they call it a ‘buffalo jam,’ but my nephew calls it ‘holy cow!’

His face is pressed up against the window, leaving steamy smudge marks behind. “They’re huge! And look, they have babies! This is crazy, Aunt Faith! Look, look, look… one of them is peeing!” Of course, a seven-year-old would notice the one that was peeing.

It’s a slow-moving herd, and by far one of the wildest things I’ve ever seen. Turns out, a buffalo is a huge animal. They could probably do damage to cars if they wanted to. I think I read online somewhere that they have.

Outlaw grips my knee, and the truck crawls forward as the traffic moves ever so slightly. We’ve been inseparable for months and I like it this way. People thought we were crazy for moving as fast as we did, but I don’t care what everyone else thinks. We married in front of the waterfall behind the cabin, and we get to know each other more and more every day. Deep down, though, I know who he is. He’s the man who saw me better than I saw myself. He saw past the crimes I’d committed, and he saw a person. He saw me.

“You two are adorable,” my mother says, tapping Outlaw on the shoulder from the backseat of the truck. I still haven’t told my mom that I robbed two banks, and that the Airbnb is a cover, but we have moved her up to Rugged Mountain. She has a nice little cabin next to that turquoise lake where Outlaw and I… made things official. Her and Danny have been a welcome addition to our growing homestead.

The adjustment hasn’t been without its faults, but Outlaw makes everything easier. Despite all the crazy I brought to that man’s door, he’s been able to show me he can lead us out of anything. In fact, he led us right into a pregnancy of our own. We’re due in seven months. I’m not sure life could get any better.

“Thanks, Mom.” I give her a smile as another slew of buffalos pass in front of us.

My phone buzzes in my pocket and I pick it up. I don’t want to answer right now, but I see that I’ve missed two calls from Carmen, and she doesn’t usually call back to back unless something is wrong.

“You mind if I…?” I show Outlaw the screen.

“No. Hopefully she’s okay.” I know he worries when he leaves her in town alone, but she’s been doing well with the meds lately and she insisted on staying home instead of traveling with us.

I slide the phone to answer. “Hey. Are you okay?”

“Yeah, sorry. I know you guys are doing the Yellowstone thing, but I just… do you have like one minute?” Her tone is strained. She sounds like she’s been crying.

“What’s up?”

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