Epilogue
Dirty – A Year Later
“Fuck, that’s it, darling, squeeze my cock,” I groan as my wife’s walls tighten around my cock and I thrust harder, faster while lifting her good leg up over my shoulder so I can get deeper and the sounds of our bodies slapping echoes in the room along with our pants.
The right leg still has some nerve issues. Still pisses me off that she pushed me out of the way of a bullet, which she has mentioned she will not take back, because it meant Lyra and I were safe, my stubborn, perfect woman, that she is.
“Alex, please,” Hol moans against my lips, and I thrust harder, the sounds of our bodies slapping against each other echoing in the room gets louder, sweat dripping from both of us.
This is round, five, fuck, or is it six? I can’t fucking remember, but it started in the kitchen, and we slowly worked our way upstairs. Thankfully, the kids are with believe it or not, Hol’s parents, in a home they moved to five months ago, five minutes from the club.
It didn’t happen overnight and it took fucking everything for my girl to agree with them taking the kids but gradually we built up the trust. To the point her parents now argue with my fucking parents over who will take Caleb and Lyra when Hol and I need some alone time.
Like right now, I’m pretty sure I’ve got a fuck you message on my phone from my mother.
I swear the woman needs to learn to share.
“Alex,” Hol growls, her need clear as day, and she bites my bottom lip, pulling it, making me groan as my cock twitches and my balls tighten.
Fuck, I love this side of my girl, don’t get me wrong, I love the sweet and slow, making love in the tub, but I fucking love this side…
Locking eyes with her needy ones, I try to keep myself up with one hand so I don’t squish her and I bring my other between us and press my thumb down on her enlarged clit, swirling hard circles making her gasp with pleasure before I pinch it hard and her walls squeeze me tightly, almost to the point of pain then she fucking squirts all over my dick making me groan.
I shove my tongue into her mouth, swallowing her screams as she comes and I don’t even stop myself, my balls tighten and I unload in my wife, my cum painting her walls and I see fucking stars.
Damn, it’s like the first time every time we have sex.
I slowly kiss her once I know her orgasm has gone, as I gently drop her thigh, then I break the kiss and move my mouth to her jaw, down her chest, gently caressing my name over her heart before going to the small swell in her stomach causing my cock to fall out of her, our releases dripping on the sheets.
I gently kiss our little girl, who kicks against my mouth, making me smile, as Hol gently runs her finger through my hair.
The baby was a happy surprise.
Hol wasn’t on birth control, and we were using condoms, but one broke, and I thought it would be fine, so I didn’t tell her, and well, four weeks later, she’s scolding me like one of her kids in her classroom, not that she ever really has to scold her kids, but still.
I lean back up to my girl and press my lips against hers before murmuring, “Just so you know, with how needy you are, and how fucking hot you look pregnant, I’m always going to have you this way.”
Holly giggles as she wraps her arms around my neck, and I lean down and kiss her again, my tongue tangling with hers before I break the kiss again and press my lips to her neck.
“Four nights away on a run is too fucking long, darling,” I whisper, and she hums, “I know,” as she holds me tighter.
I didn’t want to go. I knew the kids were going to struggle because their mama is no longer their teacher, they’ve now gone up a grade, something Lyra barely coped with by the phone calls I had from Hol.
She was trying not to cry and having to teach a bunch of new kids who thankfully, love their teacher, making it just a little easier on my wife.
“I’m not going on the next one,” I admit, “I’ve already informed Doc, who understands.”
“Thank god,” Hol groans, and I chuckle as I lean up and press my lips against hers, sparks always rushing between us. “You miss me, huh, darling?” I confirm against her lips, and she nods.
“Always,” she confesses, “ever since that day, the thought of you not being near makes it hard to breathe.”
Fuck, my heart skipped a beat at that.
She’s gone from not being able to open up to completely relying on me, and I fucking love it.
“I love you, Holly,” I whisper, and she smiles, replying, “not as much as I love you,” and I chuckle as I press my lips back against hers and blindly find her entrance and thrust inside her wet, warm heat.
“Again?” she gasps and I murmur, “I always want you, darling,” before shoving my tongue down her throat and I begin to thrust. This time I take it nice and slow as I glide my hands up Holly’s arms before linking our fingers by her head and I groan with pleasure, making love to my wife, over and over again, something I will never get tired of, even five kids later, she’ll be the only one I will ever want, morning, noon, night, midnight, always her.
Forever and Always.