Extended Epilogue
Nine weeks later…
Wade
Finally, Ryder has fallen asleep. Our baby boy certainly has a pair of lungs on him. He’s been crying for a few hours, but I told Ashley to get some rest and have a night. She does a lot of the night shifts because of my work schedule, so the least I can do is let her rest while Ryder is feeling grizzly. But now that he’s resting, my first thought is of how much I want my wife.
It’s been a difficult adjustment to having baby Ryder in the house, but an amazing one. He’s our life. But sometimes, a man needs his wife and nothing else. Now that my son is safely fast asleep, I need to be at her side. I need to check-in and see how she’s doing. And then I need to fulfill needs of my own. I’ve been waiting for several days now for an opportunity to be inside my love, giving her my undivided attention and pleasuring her until she screams. I know she’s missed the sex too, these past few days. I know she’ll be keen to be underneath me again.
When I head upstairs, I don’t find her sleeping. She’s kneeling on the bed, wearing the sexiest lingerie I’ve ever seen. The black lace hugs her in all the right places, revealing just enough to make my cock instantly hard. Then again, she gets me hard when she’s fully clothed. One look in her eyes, and I’m desperate for her. Now, with her revealing herself to me like this, there’s no way the animal inside me can resist her.
“I’ve missed you,” she whispers. I growl as I clamber onto the bed, shedding clothes as I go. I need her so badly that my cock is throbbing for her.
“You’re such a tease,” I growl, my lips exploring her breasts as they spill out over the black lace cups of her bra. She moans deeply.
“Is Ryder asleep?”
“Out for the count. We have all this time to ourselves.”
I slip inside her easily. She’s already soaking wet for me. It doesn’t take us long before we’re both panting, both clinging to one another, our mouths desperately finding one another in a frenzy. Every time is as good as the first with Ashley. I’ll never tire of the feeling of having my cock buried deep in her tight little pussy. As she cries out in her orgasm, I spill my load deep inside her, locked into the pleasure for several more seconds before I roll off her.
We lie together, our hands entwined, breathless. We’re both so tired, but the sex is always worth it. I lean over to kiss her and she smiles.
“I’ve never been this happy,” she whispers to me. “I can’t remember life before you. Before Ryder. Before everything. This is the life I always dreamed I’d have, ever since I was a young girl. And now, I just can’t believe it’s happened to me. I don’t know what I did to deserve it all.”
“You’re amazing,” I growl. “You deserve everything you want and more. And it doesn’t end here. I’m going to make sure you have the most incredible life possible. We’re going to have more babies together. We’ll buy a bigger house and there will be plenty of space for the kids to play as they grow up. We’ll spend every day together, and every night we’ll get down and dirty between the sheets. This is our life, baby. Forever.”
“I hope so,” Ashley whispers, her eyes half-closed. “The past weeks have been so exhausting but I wouldn’t change it for the world. I love you so much, Wade.”
“I love you more.”
We kiss again. I can feel my cock surging back to life. I’m ready for another round. But that’s when I hear the crackle of the baby monitor. Ryder starts to cry again. My hopes of more sex go out of the window and Ashley laughs.
“It’s okay,” she reminds me, kissing my lips with a smile. “We’ve only got the rest of our lives…”
Her Hollywood Heartthrob (SS#8)
Her Hollywood Heartthrob
AN OLDER MAN YOUNGER WOMAN ROMANCE
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SHORT STORIES, 8
FLORA FERRARI
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