Epilogue One
CECE
Four Years Later.
“R ight…” I pant. “There…” Oh god. “Please, harder, Daddy.” Oh god, oh god, oh god. I scream out the explosive orgasm as it rips through my center, making my entire body tingle and twitch with every passing second. It hurts, it pleasures, it’s Carter. He’s my everything, and in this moment, I’m reminded of why.
“Sweet girl, how do you get more addicting every time I’m in this spectacular cunt?” With his murmured question from behind, I wiggle my ass to tease him more. His groan vibrates through our bodies as he wraps his arm around my waist.
Giggling, I look at him over my shoulder. “Probably because it’s been two months since I’ve taken you, and you’ve been so ready for me that you haven’t thought about much else.”
I full-on laugh at his glower before he flips me onto my back and replies, “It was worth the wait for you to give me that beautiful little boy. I’ll wait again, too. As many times as you’ll bless me.”
“Such a smooth talker.” I kiss the underside of his jaw before he rolls to the side and holds me against him. “Are you excited for next month? Do we need to do any more shopping?” The gentle way he draws on my shoulder before kissing it makes me sigh.
“I can’t wait. My own classroom. I hadn’t expected to get a full-time position so quickly, and no, you’ve bought enough for the entire school.” It’s my turn to touch him.
From the minute I graduated on the dean’s list to the first, second, and third job offers, he’s been nothing but supportive. I gave birth to our son six weeks ago after a near-perfect pregnancy. Shortly afterwards, I decided on the school where I would accept my position.
I’ll be a first-grade teacher at a special education center in the city, working with children diagnosed with a variety of conditions, and I can’t wait.
“Are you sure?” Carter asks again. “We can always get more?”
As soon as I explained to Carter the things I wanted to buy for the classroom, he asked me if that was normal–teachers buying supplies rather than them being provided. When I told him it most likely was, he went nuts in the generosity department and gifted every teacher their own budget to equip their classes with whatever they needed, and somehow, I fell even more in love with my now-husband.
“How are you so perfect?” I whisper to him, grateful every day that we met and had the chance to be together despite the obstacles that conspired to interfere and keep us apart.
“Born this way.” He grins before kissing the tip of my nose. “I love you, Cece. You know that, right? I’d do anything for you.”
Oh, I do know. And he has done so many things for me, some he thinks I have no clue about.
“I love you, too, Daddy, and I can’t wait to spend the rest of our lives together.”
He drops a kiss on my lips, and we lie together until the baby starts crying, and Carter brings him to me to be fed. We spend the next hour in bed as a family, like we were always meant to be.