The Billionaire's Valentine Vixen

I smile to myself and slip my phone back into my pocket as Ropa takes the turn onto campus and into the parking lot as the snow comes down faster and heavier, remembering that day of the snowstorm just a year ago.

I reach up and touch the brooch pinned to my coat, and think of my grandmother. She didn’t get to have her happily ever after, but her gift made sure I got mine.

12

Roan

Epilogue Twelve Years Later

“That’s it, rub your clit for me.”

I sit back in the cushioned lounge chair and watch my wife lay back on hers, slipping her bathing suit aside and fingering herself as I stroke my cock and listen to the waves crashing on the beach.

Her body has changed over the years, rounder, softer and I love it. She’s given me four children, the twins, Marcie and Mary and two sons, Ryan who is six and Stephan who is just turning two.

We’re at our home in Grand Cayman and after a few days on our own, Bria and Martel are coming with their brood. Renata is flying down with ours, including Linnie. She will stay a few days then head back to the estate where she manages the events and staff, along with her son, Timor.

Linnie will be heading to Yale this fall at seventeen. She could have gone sooner, but Roan wanted her to have somewhat of a normal childhood as best as a child like Linnie can have. She’s still stunning and a handful, but she’s deeply loved and Roan has become the best father to all our children.

Roan is sending Ropa with Linnie along with another full time female bodyguard otherwise he would have kept her here under lock down for the rest of her life. She’s excited for her adventure and I have no doubt she will find her success in her own way and in her own time.

But, right now, I’m enjoying watching my wife play with herself in the open air. Seeing her, touching her, fucking her…it never gets old. It’s like the first time every time and I wonder if that’s how it feels for everyone.

Well, that’s a lie. I know it doesn’t feel like that for everyone and I’m a fucking lucky guy.

“Take your bathing suit off,” I order, and she smiles and does as I ask, spinning around and bending over in this little signature bend and snap move she uses on me when she’s being a tease.

“Now what?” She presses her tongue into her cheek over and over and I hold my dick up and nod my head for her to come to me.

“Get that cunt on my dick. Give it a good ride, then after you cum, I want you to get down on your knees and suck yourself off of me. Then, if you’re a good little girl, I’ll come down your throat. Sound good?”

“Yummy.” She prances over and mounts herself on my dick, arching her back and throwing back her head, already warm and wet as I lie there and admire what’s mine.

She’s bouncing and moaning a minute later, my balls tight, but I hold off as I grip her hips and grind her spread-open pussy lips on my body, then reach around with one hand and slip my middle finger into her tight little asshole.

I pump it in and out, in and out, and that’s all she wrote. She’s swearing and rutting into me like a wild she-boar, soaking me and the chair.

“That’s my girl,” I grit out though my clenched jaw as I let her ride out her orgasm, then watch as she dismounts in a smooth, gymnast-like move and crouches down between my legs, giving me a sultry smile.

“Nice cock.” She kisses the tip as I reach down and grab the back of her hair and drive her mouth down over the head and half the shaft.

“Suck that cock like you were born to do. You were created for this, for me, for us. Now, show me what a good girl you are and choke on it.” I drive her mouth down, feeling the head of my cock push at her spasming throat, listening to her muffled cough as she tries to take what I’m feeding her.

I relent, snatching her back up and off my dick as she gags and drool already drips down her chin.

“That’s what I like. Remember when I told you the first time, I like to see you drool?”

She nods, my hand still in her hair. “Yes. On my knees, in your bedroom…”

“That’s right. Did you ever think in that moment, we’d be here, right now, with you drooling again on my cock all these years later?”

“I think maybe I did.”

“Good answer. Now suck.”

I drive her face down again, something about being out here, her bend, snap and tease, brings out the rough, and she may choke and gag, but her pussy is getting wetter with every bit of the struggle.