He lifted his head and stared down into her pretty eyes and noticed she was watching him.
"I love you, Juliette Rossi. I was never one night man where you were concerned. No matter how much I tried to be. I'm not sure what the future holds for us, I've never had a relationship before, but I do know I want to spend it with you by my side."
"There's nothing I want more than that," Juliette said.
"Promise?" he asked.
"I promise," she said.
He lifted her off her feet and carried her back into his bedroom.
"Guess what I have?" he asked as he put her on her feet near the bed.
"What?" she asked.
He reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a box of condoms. She laughed as she took the box from him and removed one. "I guess this is a good place to start."
"I think so," he said, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her. She felt his hands moving to her waist and he untied the bow that kept her dress closed. It fell open and he stepped back, reaching over to turn the dimmer switch lights on.
Juliette pushed Wyatt back on the bed. He fell backward and moved up so that he rested his back against the pillows and the headboard. She swiftly took off all of her clothes and then knelt on the bed near his hips. He reached out and cupped her breast nearest to him. She slowly undid the buttons of his dress shirt pushing it off his shoulders, he shifted forward and she noticed as she scooted around to draw the shirt down his back that if she left it at his wrist he couldn't move his arms.
So she did that. She wrapped her arms around him from behind pressing her bare breasts against his back. She let her hands caress his chest, teasing his belly button as she made her way lower. He pulled at his shirt but the fabric wouldn't give.
"I seem to be stuck."
"You do. I guess you're mine now," she said.
He gave her a level stare over his shoulder and she leaned around to kiss him. Letting her nipples rub over his skin before she took his mouth with hers. His tongue rubbed against hers as she cupped his face with her hands. His jaw felt strong under her touch and she felt a thrill of pure delight bolt through her as she realized that Wyatt was hers.
Hers.
All of her life she'd been on her own, really, felt so apart from everyone else, but with Wyatt she felt grounded. Sure.
She straddled his lap as she continued to kiss him. Reaching between their bodies she unfastened his pants and caressed the ridge of his cock through his boxer briefs. His shoulder muscles were strained as he pulled at the fabric binding his wrists.
She reached up and scraped her nail down the side of his neck where she could see the muscle flexed. "Don't strain yourself."
"Get me out of this shirt, Juliette. I want my hands on you."
"What about what I want?"
"You can have it. I promise you won't regret letting me free," he said.
She knew she wouldn't but there were things she wanted to give to him. She leaned over him, letting her hair trail down his body and then she got to the waistband of his trousers. "Lift your hips."
He cursed but did what she asked. She drew his pants and underwear down his legs and he kicked them aside. She moved back over him, lowered her head and traced her tongue around the tip of him.
"Juliette!"
She continued to tease him stroking his shaft up and down while her tongue circled the tip of him. She reached lower with her other hand and cupped him. She felt him moving beneath her and then his hands were on her head. He plunged his fingers into her hair, rubbing her scalp as she continued to tease him but as his hips jerked forward he pulled her away from him. Drew her up over his lap and brought his mouth down hard on hers as he fumbled for the condom.
She felt his hands between their bodies and shifted backward until he got the condom on. They he lifted her over him again and as soon as she was positioned over him, he thrust upward into her. His hands on her hips guided her motions as she put her hands on his shoulders took him. Claimed him as her own.
He held her tighter to him as he started thrusting harder and faster up into her she tore her mouth away from his, put her hands on his shoulders and looked down into his eyes. There she saw a man who would be hers forever.
She saw past his own doubts to the very soul of Wyatt Kelly and she knew that he would never stray from her.
"I love you," she said.
"God, woman, I love you too."
He rolled them over in the bed and thrust deeper into her and she stopped thinking as her orgasm rolled over her. She clutched at his back as he continued pumping into her three more times and called her name. He rolled to his side as his breathing slowed to normal and held her close to him. She kissed him on his chest right over his heart. Knowing that it belonged to her know. She wasn't afraid of love as she had been. She knew now that she was stronger because of it.
She felt invincible with Wyatt by her side.
Wyatt washed up and came back to bed. He piled the pillows high behind his back and pulled her into his arms. They stayed there all day, talking about the future, and making love.
"I guess that's one more myth that has been busted," she said when he came back into the room mid-afternoon after going to get them a snack. She'd texted Jasmine to let her know that she wouldn't be in at the store today.
"What are you talking about?
"That you do everything with your boots on," she said with a grin. "What will the gossips say when I tell them."
"Damn, I thought you were hungry."
"I am," she said as he disappeared into his closet and came back out wearing only his boots.
"Food can wait," he said.
When he pulled her into his arms and kissed, she realized that indeed food could wait. He made love to her with his boots on.
The next few months proved that Wyatt was not at all like Boots when it came to women. He was the most committed man she'd ever met. He took her to his mother's house for dinner, including her in his daily life and in general made himself a part of hers.
For a woman who'd felt alone most of her life, it had been hard to accept at first but now, she realized they were a couple. They were joined together and she knew that nothing would ever be able to shake them apart.
By the middle of summer they had fallen into a routine where they spent most of their nights at the Kelly ranch. She liked it. She had never had any siblings and she really enjoyed the friendly rivalry between Wyatt and his brothers. He was a good man to have around. Loyal, loving and very supportive. He was the best man that Juliette had ever known. Not like her father who'd before she'd been born or his own who'd never found a woman worth staying for.
Juliette learned that Wyatt was unbeatable at most card games but had found a secret weakness. All she had to do was caress him under the table and he lost concentration. In fact, he'd left money on the table two nights ago when she'd texted him that she was in his bed naked and waiting for him.
By the time of the lavender festival, their business was a starting to become a nationally known brand and with Wyatt's business mentoring, Juliette was easily navigating her way through it.
Britt had arrived in town with her film crew and Juliette had been voted by Ariana to be the official spokesperson for the company. She'd taken the film crew and Britt through the lavender production but had kept the recipe for their lotion a secret.
The crowds at the lavender festival were larger than last year. She had to search to find Wyatt in the crowd, but she noticed him standing off to one side with his brothers. All four of Boots' sons were like him in many ways, but Juliette realized they had been shaped by the choices their charming love-'em and leave-'em father had made.
With Wyatt that meant that Juliette would never doubt that he was her man and determined to stay by her side. She heard the town gossips as she walked toward Wyatt.
"Never thought a woman could tame Wyatt."
"I wouldn't mind getting my hands on one of the Blues."
Wyatt gave her a wicked smile as he pulled her into his arms.
"I tamed you," she said.
"Nope, I tamed you," he said, kissing her.
The End