Epilogue
Ryland
Two years later…
Domestic bliss.
That’s what I’m living. No more bachelor life with an empty fridge and a perpetually quiet house. No more living to work and being bored on my time off. No more sleeping in until noon and staying up all night.
All that is over with and I couldn’t be happier.
Look what I have now…
I smile as I sit in the rocking chair in the corner of Alexa’s room, watching my angel singing softly to our baby while her fingers dance across the strings of her harp.
The serene sound of my girl singing to my baby fills me with warm emotions and my eyes begin to water. I can’t believe this is real.
Alexa settles in her crib and lays down as Ellie plays a new song—Alexa’s favorite.
I just watch with a sense of awe blooming in my chest as I watch my girl doing what she loves. She’s still as beautiful as ever, even with her long golden hair tied up in a messy bun, sweat pants, and a baggy hoodie on. I still can’t believe she’s real.
The tune is slow and sweet and it always puts Alexa to sleep. It’s like magic. Ellie wrote it one winter day while she was pregnant and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard. I watch my girls from the chair, feeling like I’m trespassing on heaven.
Alexa babbles like she’s singing along to the soft, tender words. Ellie looks at me and we both smile at each other. I love this life.
The babbling slows and then eventually stops as Ellie continues the song. By the time her finger plucks the last string, there’s a heavy silence in the room.
She peeks into the crib and smiles with love.
“She’s out,” she whispers.
I slowly stand up, trying to keep the wooden rocking chair from creaking, and peek into the crib.
Looking at her sleeping so soundly like that makes my heart hurt. She’s so at peace. All she knows is safety. All she knows is love.
Alexa came into our life seven months ago, and I don’t know how we lived without her for so long.
Ellie slides her hand into mine and holds it as we stare into the crib at the surreal sight. Staring at my baby is like staring at a campfire. It’s just so hard to look away.
I lean down, careful not to wake her, and press my lips to her forehead. She smells so good, like baby powder and milk.
“Daddy will protect you forever,” I whisper. It’s the same promise I tell her every night.
Ellie holds my arm and rests her cheek on my bicep as she watches Alexa’s chest moving up and down.
This right here, is bliss.
I expected fun and chaos and frustration and a messy house when we were expecting, but no one tells you about these moments—these perfect tender moments that feel like little slices of heaven. These are the moments that make it all worth it. That I’ll remember forever.
“Let’s go,” Ellie whispers, tugging my arm toward the door.
I grin when I look at my girl with that mischievous look in her eyes. I know what she wants… And what she wants? Another slice of heaven…
My heart pounds and my body tingles with lustful heat as I follow her out. I close the door quietly behind me as she nibbles her bottom lip and gives me that look.
She’s so fucking beautiful. I’m the luckiest man on the planet.
My cock turns to steel the moment my hands are on her, pulling her closer, tugging her hair loose. Golden locks tumble down as she looks up at me with the sexiest blue eyes I’ve ever seen. My wife is a total knockout. She gets more beautiful every day.
She moans as I step up to her, my throbbing erection pushing into her stomach, and grab her jaw. When she looks at me like this, I know she wants it rough.
Whatever my girl wants, she gets.
“You ready to use this sexy little mouth?” I growl as I stare at her lips and tongue.
She nods, keeping those heated eyes on mine. “Whatever you want, Mr. Sheriff.”
“That’s what I like to hear.”
I grab her wrists and pull them over her head as I back her up and pin her to the wall. She gasps as she rolls her hips, grinding them against my aching hard on.
“What are you going to do to me, Mr. Sheriff?” she asks in a flirty playful tone. “I’ve been a bad girl.”
I moan as I feel her up like I’m checking for weapons. She gets more and more turned on as I slip my hand under her sweater and feel her big breasts.
“Where are you hiding it?” I ask I slide my hand down her stomach. I glide my hand into her panties and cup her wet pussy as she groans and grinds against my palm and fingers.
“There it is,” I growl. “That’s what I’m looking for.”
Her head tilts back and her eyes fall closed as I play with her pussy, sliding my fingers up and down her wet slit, stopping only to rub her clit. She shivers when I slide two fingers into her sopping wet hole, burying them to the knuckles.
“Warm and wet,” I say in a deep throaty voice as I pull out my fingers and smell them. My nostrils flare as I breathe in her intoxicating scent. She watches with wide eyes and pink cheeks. My cock aches it’s so hard when the delicious scent of her pussy fills my lungs. “Just what I thought.”
She swallows hard as I put my two fingers in my mouth, sucking off her juices.
“Am I in big trouble?” she asks in her scared little voice.
“Deep trouble,” I say with a grin. “And I mean deep.”
She lets out a sexy little moan as I spin her around and pin her against the wall. My girl thrusts her ass out, rubbing it on my cock as she shoots me a challenging look over her shoulder.
“Do whatever you want to me, Sheriff,” she says as she teases my cock with her perfect ass. “Teach your bad girl a lesson.”
I grin as I grab her sweatpants and yank them down. No panties. Fuck, she is a bad girl…
She watches as I pull out my hard cock, grab the thick base, and guide it to her wet waiting pussy. Her whole body shivers as I slide it in, hard and deep.
I don’t show her any mercy. She tries not to cry out or scream as I grip her waist hard and pull her body forward into every hard thrust.
My cock gets coated with her warm juices. My heavy balls slam into her clit with every hard pump of my hips.
I reach under her sweater and grab her swaying tits as I fuck her hard and rough, giving her just what she needs.
She cums before I do. Her legs turn to jelly as she tries not to scream, the intense orgasm ripping through her veins. I hold her up and continue fucking her until I’m ready to cum deep in her pussy.
“Yes,” she gasps, trying to keep her voice low so as not to wake the baby. “Do it, Ryland. Cum in me.”
I grip her soft hips hard—too hard—thrust in deep, and cum with a stifled roar. She erupts again, her perfect pussy cumming all over my cock.
Once every drop has surged out, we fall to the floor, collapsing into each other’s arms.
I smile as I hold my girl in my big protective arms, gratitude filling my soul.
This angel is mine. I still can’t believe it.
She looks up at me with half-closed eyes and gives me a tired smile. “Thank you,” she whispers. “I needed that.”
I kiss her forehead and hold her tight.
After a few minutes, she sighs. “I have to make dinner.”
I shake my head and hold her tighter. “Let’s do takeout. That Thai place you like.”
She smiles up at me and then kisses the tip of my chin. “You’re perfect, you know that?”
“I guess that makes two of us.” I tilt her head up and kiss her lips.
She moans and then snuggles against my chest, looking like she’s right where she belongs.
“What should we do now that we don’t have to cook?” she asks.
I grin as I look at Alexa’s closed door. She’ll be out for another hour at least…
My cock stirs as I think of some dirty ways to fill the time.
“You’re coming with me, bad girl,” I say with a growl as I pick her up. “Sheriff Sexy is not finished with you yet.”
She grins as I carry her to our bedroom. “Lucky me.”
I toss her onto the bed and ravage her until the baby wakes up.
Like I said, domestic bliss.