Brantley's POV:

Time seemed to move in slow motion. It took forever for the waitress to close out my check. Took forever to pack up our leftovers. Everything seemed to take forever and I knew it was because I was anxious to get Delaney out of this restaurant and out of that damn dress. So anxious in fact that I wasn't sure how I was going to make it to my truck much less all the way back to Jefferson before ripping that damn thing to shreds.

It was thoughts of that dress and ripping it off her body that stuck with me as she and I walked hand-in-hand out of the restaurant. It was those thoughts –at least that's what I was going to blame it on– that led me to tugging her down a dark alleyway alongside the building, away from the prying eyes of the public.

Being rougher than I probably should have been, I backed Delaney against the brick wall and eliminated any space between us as I slammed my lips down over hers. One of her legs instantly lifted, wrapping around my thigh. Lust took over then, causing me to lift her so that both legs were wrapped around my hips. I broke the kiss only so I could trail them over her neck and chest.

"So fuckin' beautiful." I murmured against her skin.

"B," There was a pleading in her tone, one that I knew all too well. It was that pleading that said a woman wanted more, that they couldn't wait another minute to be impaled by a man's cock.

And I was right there with her, ready to do the impaling.

With frantic movements, I slipped my hands beneath the skirt of her dress finding the sides of her panties. With one forceful snap, the lace material disintegrated beneath my fingers, freeing her pussy. She inhaled sharply but even in the low-light of the alleyway, I could see desire mixing with anticipation in her eyes. And it spurred me on.

With a careless flick of my wrist, I tossed the now destroyed panties onto the ground as I pushed her more into the wall. Y lips sealed over hers once more as I fumbled with the button on my slacks. Within moments, I was shoving my pants and boxers down my legs.

"Tell me that pussy is ready." I said, panting.

"Ready." Delaney said breathlessly.

Without another word, I lifted her slightly and positioned myself so that when she came down, it would be on my cock. When the wide tip of my cock slipped through the first tight inch of her pussy, I was lost. Lost to the feeling of it all, needing so much more. Delaney was seemingly there too, shifting her weight so that she took all of me in one movement.

My hips began to piston then, driving my cock into her tight, wet pussy. Her walls convulsed around me, gripping my cock like a vise, making me aware that this was going to be short lived.

"Don't you dare fuckin' come yet." I said through clenched teeth as I reached up and pushed the thin straps of her dress down her shoulders. The soft material fell away from her body and exposed her ample breast to me. My mouth instantly began to water, the urge to suckle her pert breasts was almost so unbearable that I couldn't fight it. Well, more like I chose not to fight it.

Without a second thought, I dipped my head and drew one rosy, handed point into my mouth at the same time as I stirred my cock deep inside her. My reward was her pussy clenching tighter around me.

"B, I'm–"

"Not until I fuckin' say so, baby." I growled around her nipple. My words made her whimper.

I let my teeth graze over the hardened point, adding the perfect amount of pleasure mixed with pain. Delaney hissed loudly as her head fell back on her shoulders and her back arched, thrusting her breast further into my face. My hips began to move faster, chasing the orgasm that was just out of reach. With each driving thrust of my cock, the whimpers and pleasurable cries that came from Delaney spurred me on, bringing me closer and closer to the release that my body craved.

With hooded eyes, I looked down at her as I contined to fuck her wildly. Her tits were bouncing as she met me thrust for thrust. The tips of my fingers found her hips, gripping them so tight that I knew she would have little bruises there tomorrow. And damn if that didn't drive me wild.

"Oh God, B. I can't stop it..." Delaney moaned, her orgasm so strong that she could hold back any longer. Her pussy convulsed around me , gripping so damn tight that it dragged me right over the edge with her.

My lips found hers then. We kiss lazily, both of us coming down from the explosive release we just shared.

I was just starting to breathe normally when it dawned on me that we had both been so ready to have one another, that I'd forgotten a condom. My heart began to race for a totally different reason. "Um, baby..."

"Hmm?"

"It's a little late to ask this now since I just filled you with release but uh, are you on birth control?"

"No," she whispered, her body going rigid.

When she shifted, silently telling me that she wanted to get down, I let her. I watched as she slowly slipped the thin straps of her dress up her arms effectively covering her beautiful tits. All the while, her eyes never met mine. I took the almost awkwardly quiet moment to tuck my cock into my pants, not bothering to worry about tucking my shirt back in. But as I stood there, the initial shock of what we'd done –the carelessness that we had both been apart off– wasn't as strong as it had been. In fact, the possibility that Delaney could end up pregnant with my child was all I could think about; and not in a bad way.

A vision of her then –her belly swollen with my child, a glow on her skin that only a pregnant woman was capable of– came to mind, making me want exactly that more than I wanted anything. The memory of the conversation we'd had about kids came back to me and I remembered that she had said that she wouldn't mind more kids.

I closed the distance between us then, pressing her back against the wall as my body crowded hers. My eyes locked with hers and I brought my lips close to hers and stole a quick kiss before pulling back. I waited until I knew that I had her full attention before speaking. "I'm not making light of how careless we were just now, but there is no need to worry right now about it."

"But B–"

"Laney, I know it only takes one time, one little swimmer to change everything." I said, cutting off whatever she was about to say.

"It's just– me getting pregnant— well, it would be too fast, don't you think? I mean, we aren't even dating."

"The fuck we're not." I said, a possessive tone in my voice. Delaney gave me a shocked look that had my remaining words falling from my mouth unchecked. "We have been spending time together, you're all I can think about, you're all the kids can talk about, and all I want to do is mark you in a way so that the whole goddamn world knows that you are mine. No, we might not have put a label on what we are before now but if a label is what you need baby, then a label is what I can give you." I lowered my lips to hers then, kissing her in between each of my next words. "You. Are. Mine." I pulled back once again, making sure she was looking into my eyes and heard every word that I had to say next.

"Laney, make no mistake... you are my girlfriend, the woman that I know was hand-picked for me. The woman that –and I know this sounds crazy– that I can see myself creating a new life for me and my kids. A woman that will be by my side through thick and thin. A woman that is willing to try and fix the broken parts of me while I try to fix the broken parts of her. A woman who is willing to help me keep the legacy of my late wife alive by making sure that her dream of a hybrid homeschool becomes a success all while allowing me to heal after such a tragic loss. A woman that will love my kids like her own and allow me to love hers as my own. All of that is you Delaney Rose Connor. I meant what I said when I told you that I had always felt something for you, that it had always been you that I saw even when you thought that I didn't."

I saw tears pool in her eyes before they spilled over and rolled down her cheeks as I spoke. But there was a smile on her face, one that told me that she believed every single word I was saying. And thank god for that since I had just full-on word-vomited all my feelings and thoughts, words that would have sent other women running since they made me sound like I was certifiable.

With nothing else to say, I placed my lips over hers and kissed her with all the passion I was feeling in that moment. My hands roamed over her possessively and so did hers.

When I finally broke the kiss, I still held her tightly against me as I leaned back to look in her eyes once more. "Is that label enough for you, baby? Do those words quiet that voice in your head, the one that I know is in there telling you that things are going too fast, that things are going to fall apart because it thinks we're rushing things? Do you believe me wholeheartedly when I say that you are the woman that I want for however long the universe sees fit?"

"Yes." she whispered, a tear in her voice.

"Good." I replied. "Now, let's get out of here. As you reminded me earlier, I promised to make you scream my name and well, I haven't done that yet."

"I almost did in the restaurant." she said, a blush creeping over her skin that could be seen on the low-lit alleyway.

"I know." I smirked, lacing my fingers with hers. "Just like I know without a doubt that I have your teeth marks on my shoulder."

"Sorry, not sorry."

"Oh baby, best believe I'll wear them proudly."