Epilogue ~ Lucy
S ix Months Later
“Dante,” I moan, arching into the touch of his lips against my breast as the sun streaked across the sky just outside our bedroom window. His mouth is doing delicious things to me, starting with my breasts. His tongue swirls around my nipple in concentric, drugging circles before he tugs on my nipple with a groan. “Yes, Dante.”
He took my breast in his mouth as my legs wrapped around his big, strong body and my fingers speared through his hair. He groaned and switched breasts before he released me with a pop. “Lucy, babe. I can’t get enough of you.”
His grunted words tugged a smile across my face and I licked my lips, accepting the loving swipes of his lips, the gentle tug of his mouth on my flesh.
“You don’t have to,” I moaned and held him close. “I want you. I always want you.” It was the truth. Six months in and we couldn’t get enough of each other, couldn’t stop touching each other. If I had a free moment then I wanted to spend it with Dante. If he wasn’t around, I counted down the moments until he was around.
It was an addiction that I couldn’t shake and didn’t want to. Dante was the only fix I needed and I leaned into it with everything I had. “Lucy.” My name came out in a slow, strained groan as he slipped inside my core, pleasing me in long, slow strokes that took me out of myself.
Every invasion by his body was welcomed. Every long, deep stroke made me a part of Dante in the best way. He was buried so deep inside me, in my soul, that I knew nothing could separate us. “Lucy, babe.”
My pleasure grew and spun out of control. I felt like a tornado growing and growing until my limbs were no longer my own, until my heart was the motivating force behind every move. “Dante,” I moaned in warning as pleasure gathered in my toes and worked its way slowly up my body until I was like a bomb, ready to detonate with his next touch.
His mouth went to my neck and then my collarbone before he took my nipple in his mouth, tugging long and slow, it was the button that flipped the switch, pleasure flowing through my veins and out of my pores.
It was magical.
It was everything.
It was heaven on earth.
His hands roamed my skin as I fell back to Earth, his mouth on my overheated skin until I landed safely back onto our bed. Satisfied, smiling and happier than I’ve ever been.
Dante’s pleasure came moments later, the hot and hard length of him pumped and spilled into me. It was the perfect lazy Saturday morning, and I never wanted it to end. His body tensed and then collapsed with pleasure. “Lucy!”
I laughed nervously and held on to him as his pleasure ebbed. “Good morning to you too, honey.”
He laughed, staying right where he was, buried deep until his cock slipped from me. “Great morning, babe. Love you.” He smacked a kiss to my mouth and rolled to his side.
“Love you more,” I moaned, my lips split into a permanent grin as I thought of the surprise I had for him today. “I need a shower.”
“I’ll join you,” he insisted and did just that.
We enjoyed a long, erotic and leisurely shower that would make environmentalists angry, before we dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast. Dotty made my favorite, pancakes and sausage and eggs for breakfast. It was the perfect meal to boost my courage to reveal my secret. We left Lena with Dotty in the kitchen and I convinced Dante to head back upstairs where it would be more private after we’d eaten.
“What’s on your mind, Lucy? It must be serious.”
I frowned at Dante’ question. For the past few months as we’ve gotten to know each other and settled into our new roles as a couple and joint caregivers, he seemed to know me better and better. Some days it felt as if he knew my thoughts before I did. “Who said there’s something serious on my mind?”
He smiled. “I do. Talk to me, babe. What’s up?”
I inhaled deeply, releasing it on a slow smile as the butterflies in my belly settled. “I have something to tell you, Dante. It’s important, and serious.”
His smile slipped and he gripped my hands in his. “You can tell me anything.”
“I’m pregnant,” I blurted out because I didn’t know how else to share the news with him. I wasn’t sure if Dante would be on board with growing our family since we hadn’t really talked about it. Lena was thrilled that we were one big happy family, but our future was uncertain. “Dante… say something.”
He blinked and continued to stare at me as if I spoke a foreign language. “You’re pregnant.”
“I am,” I said slowly, warily. “How do you feel about that?”
Dante barked out a laugh and pushed off the bed. My heart pounded as I watched him disappear into his closet and wondered if he would return fully dressed before he asked me to leave. “I wasn’t sure if you would want this, so I’ve been hanging on to it, waiting for the right time.” He held up a black velvet box and jumped on the bed once again.
“The right time for what?”
“For us,” he said and pressed a kiss to my bare belly. ‘The right time to talk about our future. I know we’ve been playing things by ear, enjoying our happy bubble, but the future is ours and it’s out there waiting for us to grasp it.”
“Our future,” I hummed. “That sounds nice.”
“I’m glad you think so, because our future, you and me growing old together is all I’ve been able to think about for months, Lucy.” He popped open the velvet box to reveal an over-the-top diamond ring that sparkled so bright it damn near blinded me. “Lucy, my sunshine. My love. Meeting you was the most unexpected moment in my life. Blond and bubbly and sassy, you were everything I didn’t know I needed or wanted in this world.”
I laughed. “You mean you weren’t sure about a woman who told you off on the side of the road?”
He joined in on the laughter. “No, but every moment after that put us on the path to where we are today. In love, and ready to expand our family. You make me so happy, and I’m pretty sure I make you happy too?”
“Deliriously happy,” I assured him with a soft kiss to his beautiful mouth.
“Perfect, because, I love you and I want nothing more than to start the rest of our lives together. Lucy, will you be my wife? My partner in life and in mischief?”
“In mischief? There’s no way I can say no to an offer like that!” Life with Dante and Lena was never boring, that much was for sure. “Yes Dante, I would very much like to marry you and spend our life together in mischief.”
“I promise you it’s going to be a great life, Lucy.”
I held the side of his face because he was the greatest treasure I ever found in my life. “I have no doubt, Dante. It’s already been so great.
“Remember you said that because I have one more surprise for you.” He darted from the bed once again and returned with a large—no, a very large—garment bag.
“Um, what is that?”
He unzipped it slowly, nervously and turned to me as the silky white fabric was revealed. “It’s for you.”
“It’s a wedding dress!” This man, so sweet and so considerate. “You bought me a wedding dress?”
“No. I had a wedding dress made for you. Don’t you recognize it?”
The more I took in the beaded bodice, the flowing layers of tulle and silk, I did recognize it. It was a dress I had drawn when Lena and I were playing one day. The little girl had drawn her version of what her wedding dress would look like, complete with a cotton candy skirt, and she had begged me to draw my own. “You didn’t.”
He nodded. “I did. I told you Lucy that I want to be the one to help you make all your dreams come true. Even your dream wedding.”
I sighed. “I’ve already got the groom of my dreams so what else do I need?”
“A wedding date. And to put that ring on your finger.” He frowned and nodded towards the velvet box that rested in my palm.
I laughed and dramatically plucked the ring from its cushion and slid it onto my finger. “Looks nice. Big and sparkly.” I looked up at him through my lashes and squealed. “We’re getting married!”
“You’re mine Lucy,” he growled and knelt onto the bed. “Mine.”
“Forever and ever,” I promised with my whole heart. “I love you Dante Rush.”
“And I am so in love with you, Lucy Lions.”
He kissed me and we spent the morning getting started on our very own happy ever after.
THE END