Bonus Epilogue
Bonus Epilogue
Noah
One Year (and a bit) Later
My wife grows more beautiful with each passing day. She’s spread out on the large bed in our hotel room, wearing nothing but a pair of black lace panties and a smile.
We’re in Cancun celebrating our first wedding anniversary. Not wanting to wait, we married less than a month after I proposed. It was quite the occasion with a mixture of sports and rock stars. My brother Harrison was my best man, and Harmony was Elli’s only bridesmaid. It was the best day of my life, apart from the day Elli and I met.
Elli’s online business continues to thrive, and I’ve lightened my workload by taking on fewer clients. It’s not like I need the money—my professional career paid extremely well, and I made wise financial investments. Lightening the load has meant Elli and I have been able to travel, something I knew she always wanted to do. The map she brought from her old house is pinned to the wall in the study, dotted with all the places she wants to go and the places we’ve already been. We’ve covered Paris, London, Barcelona, and Venice, with many more to explore in our future.
But right now, it looks like my wife needs some… relief. We’ve been in Cancun for a week, but Elli was hit with food poisoning, so she’s spent most of that time in bed or heaving over the toilet.
I left her sleeping in bed this morning and went for a walk along the beach, returning to find her splayed out in our bed like a goddess.
“Feeling better, sweetheart?” I ask, my eyes never leaving hers as I shed my t-shirt and shorts.
Elli licks her lips. “Much better.” Her eyes trace over my body, sliding down my chest and abs to my swollen cock. “Have I ever told you how sexy you are?”
“Once or twice. Usually, when you’re coming around my cock.”
She grins. “I love your cock. I’ve missed it this last week. Thank you for taking care of me.”
“Told you that day in the cabin I’ll always take care of you,” I remind her, crawling up the bed and caging her in. “Like you took care of me when I had the flu a few months ago.”
“Man flu,” she smirks, running her hands down my back and squeezing my ass.
“You women have no idea how bad man flu is,” I sigh, shaking my head sadly.
“Do you think it’s worse than having a baby?”
My eyes fly to hers, which are shining with love. She bites her lip and a tear slips from the corner of her eye. Fuck.
“It wasn’t food poisoning, was it?” I ask, holding my breath.
She shakes her head. “No. I’m pregnant. You’re going to be a daddy.”
“Oh, shit. Oh… fuck , sweetheart.” I gather her to me, crushing her in my arms. “I’m gonna be a daddy. Holy shit.”
“I take it you’re happy?” She chuckles.
I pull back to look at her. “Like you wouldn’t believe. God, I love you!”
“Love you too. So much.”
More tears slip from her eyes, and I brush them away with my thumbs. “I’m gonna make love to you until you scream my name and can’t walk straight for days.”
Elli laughs. “Same as usual, then.”
I pause, frowning. “It’s okay, right? To have sex? We won’t hurt the baby?”
“More than okay. Making love, sex, fucking. All safe, not to mention very good for mama,” she says with a huge grin, pushing me firmly so I roll onto my back.
Elli straddles my hips and kisses her way down my chest and abs until her mouth hovers over my swollen length. Her tongue flicks out to lap up a bead of precum, causing my breath to his out between my teeth.
She hums in pleasure as she slides her warm mouth down my cock, flicking her tongue around the sensitive crown and dipping it into the slit to gather more cum.
I tangle my hands in her hair, holding her steady as I pump into her mouth. She gags as I hit the back of her throat but doesn’t stop, squeezing the tip of my cock as she swallows.
“Holy fuck,” I curse at the indescribable sensation as she deep-throats me. Goddamn, my wife is talented with her mouth and tongue.
I fuck her mouth for another minute before I can’t take anymore and tug on her hair to pull her off.
“I was enjoying that.” She pouts, her mouth swollen, her hazel eyes dark with desire.
“Me too, baby, but I want to be inside you when I come,” I grunt, palming her tits and pressing my thumbs to her nipples.
Elli gasps and arches her back, pushing herself further into my hands. Her soft moans are so fucking sexy, making my balls ache and my cock throb.
I slide a hand between her legs and along the front of her lace panties, which are damp with her arousal. Grabbing the material at the side, I tug hard, tearing them from her body.
Her eyes flash with desire. “Fuck, that was hot.”
“Hold tight, sweetheart. It’s about to get a whole lot hotter.”
I spread her folds with my fingers, finding her swollen nub and pinching gently. Her body jerks and bucks, eyes closed, cheeks flushed as she gasps and moans.
Taking me by surprise, she positions herself and slides down my cock, taking me balls deep in one movement.
“Jesus Christ, Elli!” I roar as her tight walls squeeze my length with painful perfection.
“Fuck, Noah!” Elli pants as she moves on me.
Lifting. Lowering. Squeezing. Releasing. Milking my cock and grinding herself against me to get the stimulation she needs.
Her eyes fly open, locking on mine. “So good… feels so good. I’m coming. Oh, God, I’m coming… so hard! Love you… husband.”
She shouts her release, her body bowing above me, every muscle held taut as she orgasms.
I pump my cock in and out of her pussy. “Fuck. So tight. So wet.” I thrust again, once, twice… and come hard , spraying her walls with my seed. If she weren’t already pregnant, she would be now. The thought of my baby growing inside her makes me come even harder, and I fill her with endless ropes of cum.
Elli collapses on top of me, panting and sweating. “So good,” she mumbles against my chest.
I laugh as I try to catch my breath, running my hands along her back. “Better every time, sweetheart.”
Elli wriggles against me and moans where I’m still buried inside her. “I think these pregnancy hormones are making me super horny.”
Shit. Death by sex with my wife. I grin. What a way to go.