Page 41 of Chasing Bandit

“Shit, they need to put a warning on the door when it comes to you two together.” Clay spoke from the doorway as he entered with a cup of ice water for Wylie.

I pulled back quicky and wiped my lips while Wylie smirked.

“You two still married?” Clay asked pointing at us.

Wylie smiled and crossed his arm over his chest, “Never filed the paperwork. But what do you want, Stevie? You want me to submit it when I get out of here?” He asked it as a question, but his eyes indicated he knew my answer before I responded.

I shook my head without hesitation.

“Thought you might say that.” He took my face in his again and pulled me upwards to straddle his body on the bed.

“Wylie! Your arm!”

“Don’t care, need my wife," he mumbled against my lips as he kissed me harder while my hips began to grind down on his cock.

“Clay, can you leave and lock the door on your way out?” I tossed over my shoulder, "Need to bring my husband some satisfaction to distract him from the pain of his arm."

"Ouch. My arm. It hurts," Wylie mock groaned with a full grin.

Clay muttered ‘gross,' as he turned to leave, locking the door behind him.

I reached for the blanket, pulling it back to reveal that Wylie had nothing but boxers underneath his hospital gown. Reaching in the flap I pulled out his already firm cock and pumped it in my fist a few times, watching it swell with blood.

I lifted my hips, pulled up my dress and pushed my panties to the side before sinking down on top of him in one firm push. Wylie reached with his good hand around my waist and guided my hips back and forth along his length.

“Mmm... I’ve been missing this. You know how hard it was to stay away from you?” he asked.

I shook my head, “I can’t believe either of us managed it.”

“Started the drive a couple times,” he murmured against my neck, “didn’t want to take the choice from you, Bandit.”

“You don’t ever have to worry about that again,” I said breathlessly as I lifted my hips and then pushed down cautiously while attempting to avoid causing any pain to his arm.

“Bandit, I’m never letting you go again. I’m always going to be chasing you. Doesn’t matter where you run, I’ll be behind you, watching you steal my hats, clothes and my heart like you always have.”

He used his one strong arm to lift my hips up and down faster as we increased our rhythm. My hands found his strong muscled back as I raked my nails up and down them before running through his hair.

“Going to come soon, Bandit, it’s been too long since I’ve been in this pussy bare.”

“Come for me, husband,” I purred as he groaned and threw his head back into the bed, releasing with a sigh inside of me at the same time I hit my orgasm.

When our breathing stilled, I pushed my dress back into place and curled my body around him in the bed.

“I’m going to need you to take that IUD of yours out. I wanna put a baby in you. Want to see your belly all big and swollen with that pregnancy glow women get. I want a little girl with your smart mouth and almond eyes who’ll remind us of the love we have between us right now for the rest of our lives.”

I reached up to gently caress his cheek. "A little baby Cameron, huh?"

“Nope. A little baby bandit.”

Chapter 30 – Epilogue – Wylie

One month later…?

“So, have you given any more thought to being the twins godfather?” Jovie asked with a wide grin that indicated she already knew the answer.

“You know I wouldn’t let Stevie take on such an important responsibility alone," I winked.

She wrapped her arms around me and hugged tightly, her previously very pregnant stomach now gone and replaced with just the softness of her tiny frame.

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