Epilogue
Maze
Iam sitting in our bed, the quilt with the Christmas pattern settled at my waist, covering that I am naked under. Zarah is in the bathroom drying and getting dressed after shower, that she made us take separately, much to my disappointment.
When we got back from the hospital, we settled in and eat some more food and treats, watched Faith lay in the floor in front of the log fire and take in the lights on the Christmas film we put on, everything was beyond fucking perfect. I had my girls here with me and I couldn’t ask for more.
That little girl changed my life, hell changed Zarah’s to, but I think we will forever be in her dept for bringing us together. Sex with my woman is off the charts, never had I had it so good, than when I am buried deep inside of her.
She knows how to work my dick, let me tell you than right now.
Some people will piss and moan about how quick me moved but life is way to fucking short to waste time. You want it, go and fucking get it. Make things happen because you never know what you are missing out if you don’t try.
See I can be all philosophical and shit.
“Handsome.” Comes her sweet voice from the door and I choke on my tongue as it rolls back into my throat.
“Holy mother fucking shit, baby.”
Zarah stands at the bottom of the bed, looking like a dream come true.
Dressed in a red lace and bow number. The red bra is lace, with a satin bow between her busty tits and the red lace bottoms have two satin bows at each hip, ready to be pulled and removed.
Her make-up in on point, giving her a sexy, dark vixen look with bright red lips, her hair is long wavy hair is down and she looks delectable.
“Come here, baby.” I growl, showing her just how much I am turned on.
She listen and steps around the bed, I lean over and see the fuck me heels she is wearing. They are bright red, sparkling with a bow on each heel.
“Fuck me,” I whisper and reach out for her. She lets out a yelp as I pull her to the bed and climb on top, straddling her hips and taking in the pure beauty laid out before me.
“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, Zarah. I love you with all my fucking heart. Also, my cock approves of this outfit.” She giggles and her tits jiggle with the movement.
Leaning forward, resting one had next to her ribs, I use the other hand to untie each bow, slowly. My gaze casts up to her face and she licks her lips her eyes dark with desire for me.
“Hurry, Ash,” she pants out and my cock responds to the sweet sound and leaks precum all over her thigh.
“Shh, I am unwrapping mine, sweet Zarah,”
But the look on her eyes tells me that I need to speed this up.
I wish I could savour the moment, but she is right, I need to hurry this up and bury myself in my home.
Removing the knickers, then pulling at the bow on the bra falling making it fall open, so her tits spill free, and my hands settle on each mound to message and tweak her nipples, so they are hard and pointing at me with need.
“You are sexy and all mine, Z.” I pant and lean forward, taking her nipple into my mouth one at a time, giving them the attention, they need.
“Oh, yes,” she pants, and I smile against her flesh. I kiss my way down her body, leaving a trail of Goosebumps in my wake.
I meet her sweet pussy and all bets are off with me savouring my woman. Her arousal smells fucking delicious and I need the scent all over me. My tongue swipes up from her slit to her clit and I suck hard, then lap at it with my tongue. Her back arches off the bed, and her moans fill the room.
Sweet pants and whispers from her spur me on, as I slide a finger into her pussy, then adding two more.
Her voice gets deeper as she gets closer to her climax and I love the sound, her pleasure is coming from deep inside of her, no pun intended but it shows me just how much she loves what I am doing to her.
“Fuck, yes.” She grunts and comes all over my tongue and fingers.
My cock screams at me to get some, he wants to be soaked and strangled by his pussy. I don’t bother with a condom, because I am aiming to knock her up by New Year anyway, Faith needs a sibling.
Moving up her body, I grip my cock, before sliding home. The moan that escapes me as Zarah’s eyes snapping open at the sudden intrusion of my cock inside her still pulsing pussy.
“Fuck, yes, baby. You need to come again. I need to feel you milk the hell out of my cock.”
“Oh shit, Ash. You feel so good. Keeping going.” She cries out.
I feel her hands on my arse, pulling to into her even more and I take it, feeling my cock bottom out inside of her sweet, warm pussy. The pussy that I will spend the rest of my life treasuring, with everything I am. The pussy that will grow my babies and home my cock.
I feel my balls start to tighten and my spine does that familiar tingling again, so I decide to sow it down. Resting my forearms next to her head, I pull my head back and look deep in her eyes, where we stay locked in a love stare, as my hips move slow and deep, in and out. In and out.
Our breathing takes a sudden deep breathy rhythm.
Love flows through our gazes and there is no place I would rather be.
Her mouth opens in a silent cry, her eyes widen as her pussy spasms around my dick, sucking him in more and holding him hostage. She is coming so hard, I am finding it hard to pull out, but my balls are happy with that because they explode, and I come right along with her.
I growl and rest my head in the crook of her next, savouring the feel of my woman beneath me. The one person that owns me completely. The woman who will be by my side through the rest of my days.
The woman who will be a mother to my daughter and carry any future babies we have. She is the one I will grow old with, the one I will take my last breath with because I know that we won’t life without each other.
This Christmas has taught me so many things and I will forever be grateful to them.
I spend the rest of the night with Zarah under me, beside me and on top of me. She lets me play and do things that we haven’t tried yet.
She is the one woman who will let me unwrap mine.