She wraps her arms and legs around me, both of us clinging to one another. This is crazy-fast and out of nowhere, but life is all about living in the love. And I intend on doing that with Cali by my side.
Or under me.
Or on top of me.
Epilogue
Flynn
4 years later…
I stand in the kitchen making lunch when Cali comes in. She laughs as she waddles into the room. She’s nine months pregnant. Her belly is so big, but she looks even more beautiful when she’s pregnant. She glows with happiness and pride as she rubs her tummy and snags a Goldfish Cracker from the plate.
“You’re going to steal your daughter’s snacks?” I tease, going over to her and wrapping my arms around her.
“Sadie is a little thief. She ate all the ones I had for a snack earlier.”
I press my face to her neck and kiss the soft skin there, breathing in her scent. Our little red-headed almost-five-year-old is sneaky like her mom.
“I wonder where she gets that from,” I say, nibbling on her earlobe.
“She’s just like you.”
I bite her ear, making Cali giggle as Sadie walks into the kitchen.
“Eww. You guys are kissing again,” she says and moves between us.
I reach down and pick her up, placing a kiss on her cheek. “There. Feel better?”
“Yes. Now it’s time for you both to come to my tea party. Bring the food, Daddy.”
With that, Sadie is out of my arms and headed back to the playroom where she’s setting up our tea.
I put my hands on Cali’s belly and rub her there, feeling our son kicking.
“He’s going to be a feisty one,” I say, raising an eyebrow at her.
“Just like his father.” She gives me a sweet smile and leans into my touch. “I think we need to take a nap today when Sadie does.”
“Oh, really? Is this one of those naps where we don’t sleep? Because I like those naps.”
“Maybe,” Cali says, turning to walk from the kitchen.
I reach out, grabbing her hips and pulling her lush ass back against my growing erection.
“Maybe?” I say, kissing the spot below her ear. She loves it when I kiss her there. I run my tongue along there, and she shivers against me.
“Definitely.” The word is breathy, and I smile against her neck.
“I like this dress. Is it yours?” I ask, running my hands up and down her sides.
Cali not only took over Curved Intimates and made it a success, she expanded the brand into a clothing line, complete with full-figure maternity clothes.
“It is. And you should see the new maternity lingerie I have on underneath. I’m very pleased with the new line.”
“Mommy!” Sadie yells, and we laugh at how demanding she is.
I give Cali one final kiss and go grab the tray of food. “I’m playing tea party for exactly one hour, and then I get you all to myself. Deal?”
“Deal.”
As we walk to the playroom, I can’t help but growl as I stare at Cali’s ass and think about all the teeth marks I’m going to leave on it in just a short while.
Epilogue
Cali
10 years later…
“Please, Flynn, I can’t take anymore,” I beg as Flynn continues to eat at my pussy. He’s been at it for what feels like hours. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve cum. He drinks down every orgasm as he tries to get another.
I look down at him between my thighs, that hungry look still on his face.
“I’m sorry, honey, but you know Ryan is gay, happily married, with three freaking kids.” I don’t know why I’m trying to get through to him. I should just take my pussy-eating punishment and let it be, but I might die if I cum one more time. Is that possible? Probably not, or it would have happened already, seeing as I’ve been his for over ten years.
“No one sees you like this anymore. Only me.” He prowls up my body, and in one thrust is fully seated inside me as if proving his point. My hips rise to meet him, welcoming him home. “This is mine, only mine.” He growls the words as he starts to move. His thrusts are hard but slow. Making me feel every stroke inside my pussy. Him claiming it. Every inch.
I’d asked Ryan to come over and help me set up the bedroom to look like the Curved Intimates set the day I met my Flynn. I wanted to reenact the photoshoot, only this time he could do all those things he’d wanted to do to me that day. But first I thought it would be cute to do a few sexy pictures for my husband.
It’s hard to get a man who has everything a good ten-year anniversary gift, and I thought this would do the trick. I was wrong. It didn’t matter that Ryan is gay and happily married. Flynn was still pissed, having grabbed a laughing Ryan by his shirt collar and shoved him out the front door.
“You’ve done it now. You know how I am with you.” He buries his face in my neck as he continues to rut inside me.
If there’s one thing that hasn’t changed, it’s Flynn’s driving need to have me. That has never cooled. In fact, I sometimes think it has grown stronger.
“Say it,” he grunts with his next hard thrust, making the headboard hit the wall.
“I’m yours. I only belong to you. I’ll never leave you.”
His body jerks, and I feel him cum deep inside me. His cum coats the walls of my pussy.
He licks my throat, all the way up to my ear.
“You better hope the kids don’t call wanting to come home from camp because you’re staying tied to this bed where you’ll be screaming that over and over again all weekend.”