I cradle her in my arms and wrap my body around hers. I’m still hard, and my wet cock is pressed between us, demanding and proud.
“Does it ever go down?” she jokes, the sound of sleep in her voice.
“Not when you’re naked and in my arms.” I kiss the top of her head and close my eyes. “Just ignore it.”
“How am I supposed to do that?” I feel her push her soft belly against it, and I smile.
“You’re playing with fire.”
“Maybe I’m cold.” When I open my eyes, I see her smiling up at me with those wicked eyes.
“I will never deny you anything.” I tuck her hair behind her ear, and her expression turns serious. “I’m a rich man, Jillian. I know you have your own money, but you and Rae will never do without. Not while I’m here.”
“I know.” She slides her hands across my chest.
“What if she’s the reason I’m here?” I ask, and Jillian cocks her head to the side in confusion. “What if somehow, some way, Rae wished for me and I appeared?”
“We have to tell her to be careful what she wishes for.” Jillian smiles. “I’m not ready for a herd of unicorns.”
I laugh as I roll her over and pin her to the bed. I’m inside her in one smooth stroke and just hold myself there, feeling her wrapped around me.
“I’ll take anything if it means getting to have you both.”
“I agree.” She clenches around me, and I lean down to kiss her.
“Christmas isn’t over yet,” I say as I begin to slowly thrust.
“Oh?” she asks around a moan.
“I plan on giving you presents every day until this time next year.”
“If this is your present,” she says, grabbing my ass, “I’m more than happy to receive it.”
“I’ll be your very own Santa.”
“I think that sounds like the best gift of all.”
When my lips find hers, our kiss is filled with more than words could ever say. We were destined to be together no matter how rocky the road to find each other was. Our souls are connected in this life and the ones beyond, and I can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives making up for lost time.
Epilogue
ISAAC
One week later…
“Daddy?”
The one word from Rae always sends my heart into overdrive. I wonder if dads get used to being called that after a time, but I hope I never do. I don’t think I’ll ever take hearing her voice or holding her little hand in mine for granted.
“Yeah, sweetheart?” I look down at her as we walk into the small cabin next to the ice-skating rink.
“Can I get extra marshmallows?” She looks up at me with puppy dog eyes, and I smile.
“Of course.” Speaking of marshmallows, I melt every time she gives me that look, and she damn well knows it.
We agreed to spend Saturday mornings just for the two of us so that we can spend extra time bonding. I love when the three of us can be together and create new memories, but Jillian understood my need to make up for lost time.
In the past week lots has gone on, but mostly it’s been finalizing details. I’ve sold my place and had all of my belongings brought to the estate. When Jillian said that she wanted to continue to live there with her brother and his family at first, I’d thought maybe it was so she didn’t disrupt Rae so soon after moving in, but I realized that family is everything to her. Having been without a family most of my life, I couldn’t have agreed more.
We’ve recently approved plans for renovating our wing of the estate to include converting old unused rooms into rooms for our children. Whether we have more of our own or choose to adopt, we know that we want a large family in the future. We also plan to create an office for the both of us to share with maybe a few dirty tricks up my sleeve. We’ve spent so long apart I want to make up for lost time with Jillian too.
When we get into the little cabin, I turn in our ice skates and then go over to the concessions. Once I’ve ordered us both a hot chocolate with extra marshmallows, we take a seat by the window. It’s cold out, and Rae only lasted about an hour on the ice before she was ready to warm up. She takes a tentative sip of the cocoa and then scrunches her nose.
“Auntie Eve’s is better.”
“I agree,” I whisper conspiratorially.
We talk for a long time about her school, and I ask her about her friends. It’s so sweet to see her light up as she describes them with details like their wearing brown shoes and having a pink lunchbox. After she finally finishes, I sit up in my chair and take a breath.