EPILOGUE 2
5 YEARS LATER
ROCCO
“Give me one more, wife,”I demand as I push Ever against the glass of the shower and bottom out in her tight pussy. She’s still as responsive to me after almost six years of marriage. Her hands try to find purchase against the glass, but I continue to slam into her body with a slow drag out.
“Please, Rocco, let me come,” she begs.
“Not yet, sweetheart. Not until you tell me I can knock you up again.”
After we had Graham, she made me wait until he was almost two before I could get her pregnant again. Our little girl, Adria, is almost three and Graham is in kindergarten. I want another baby and I know she does too.
Ever’s head falls back to my shoulder as I continue to torture her, changing the angle and depth of my thrust every time she is close.
“Damn you, Rocco, you ruined my surprise.” She huffs. “Make me come and I’ll tell you early.”
“What surprise?” I growl into her ear as I lick up her neck. My grip on her hips tightens as I pull her away from the glass and stumble back to the bench in our large shower. She is sitting on my lap reverse cowgirl and starts moving herself. Riding me, trying to give herself the orgasm I’ve kept from her. I wrap my arms around her body and hold her in place. “Tell me, Guinevere.”
“Today it’s been six years since you first saved me. I found out I was pregnant. That’s why Jared had to take me out today.”
Even though Carmen and George are still in prison and Milton is dead, I don’t let her out of my eyesight without proper security. She’s the heiress to a huge corporation and a multi-published New York Times best-selling author. She’s also my everything. Jared is her personal bodyguard and in charge of all her details when she goes out.
I still work for the NYPD and am being promoted to Sergeant. Many people think I’m crazy for still working, but Ever and I want our kids to see that hard work is what makes us each important too. Not just money.
“You’re pregnant?”
“Yes. It must have been a couple of weeks ago when you forgot to wear a condom or pull out.” She huffs again and my arms slacken. She starts moving and I slide my hands to her waist and help her get herself and me off. She comes with a shout and I groan as I empty everything in her. I can’t wait to see if this one is a girl or boy. I love that we leave the surprise for when they are born.
“I love you, Ever, forever and always,” I whisper into the back of her wet hair.
“I love you too, Neanderthal.” She giggles.
We finish our shower, and when I snuggle her into my arms after we check the kids, I think about everything she’s given me and where I came from. There was a time in my life that all I wanted to do was prove I wasn’t my father’s son, but I was heading that way. I could have become a bad cop, but instead some people saw past the facade of my life and gave me another chance. Then I saw this woman and she healed everything in me. She is my atonement. Without her I would be no one.