14. Epilogue
Josh
I look up from the book I’m reading as Sheila flicks the light switch. She is wearing one of my work T-shirts and nothing else. Fuck, she’s sexy.
“Angel, what’s that look on your face?”
“I’ve just realised that this is the first time in two weeks we’ve been alone in the house.” Peter and Nicholas have taken the boys for a weekend. These have been two emotional weeks. In addition to the girl, one of the boys also didn’t make it. The whole village has been reeling from the shock.
Two days after the incident, Nico and Sheila sat Gregory down and talked with him about what happened. He resisted at first and wasn’t willing to concede that he and his friends did something stupid. Then they told him about the two dead children and all ended up crying.
Both kids who died were buried this week. Their parents requested that none of the other teenagers attend the funerals, but they could go to the school’s memorial service. It was tough, especially for Gregory. I remember feeling invincible as a teenager, but losing two friends in something he was part of has left him riddled with guilt. Sheila carefully suggested he see a therapist, and after initial reluctance, he agreed.
Gregory and his brother have accepted me into their lives, even if there’s still some distance as we get to know each other. But we’re getting there.
“And what are you planning to do to me?” I cross my arms and grin. With a woosh, Sheila pulls the duvet off me and drops it to the floor.
She crawls onto the bed and straddles my thighs, her fingers trailing up and down my chest. “I’m so grateful to have you in my life,” she says softly.
“The feeling is mutual, angel.” I hesitate for a second, “I love you.” Sheila’s eyes widen in surprise before she leans down and kisses me tenderly.
Her fingers trail lazily up and down my arm while her lips press butterfly-soft kisses against my shoulder.
“You’re trying to distract me, aren’t you?” I say teasingly, turning my head to look at her.
Sheila shrugs with an innocent smile. “No. I’m trying to show you how much I love you.”
I chuckle and shake my head. “You could just look into my eyes and tell me.”
“I love you,” she replies seriously, her eyes searching mine as she continues slowly trailing her fingers up and down my arm. “You’re an amazing person and I’m… we are lucky to have you in our life.”
I feel a familiar tightening in my groin as Sheila’s soft lips press against the sensitive skin beneath my ear, her tongue darting out to trace a slow line down to my collarbone .
Before I know it, Sheila has manoeuvred herself and is straddling my lap, so now there’s no mistaking the effect she’s having on me.
She grinds her hips against mine sensually while trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along the column of my neck. “I want you,” she murmurs softly against my skin.
“Fuck, yes,” I groan helplessly as all rational thought flies out of the window.
Before I even have a chance to react (not that I would ever say no to her), Sheila is tugging off my T-shirt and boxers so I’m lying there naked before her hungry gaze.
I watch as she slowly pulls off her shirt and jiggles out of her knickers until finally—finally—she is completely bare before me.
My heart beats faster at the sight of Sheila’s gorgeous naked body like a feast for kings. She smirks at the look on my face before leaning forward to kiss me deeply, her fingers running through my hair.
I can’t help but whimper in protest when she pulls away—until I see what she does next.
Sheila gets to her knees and smirks at me as she spreads her legs wide for me without a word. The sight of her bare pussy glistening with arousal makes my mouth water in anticipation.
I don’t hesitate for a second before grabbing Sheila by the hips and pulling her towards me so I can bury my face between her legs. She gasps and grabs onto the headboard for support as I lick a slow line from bottom to top, lapping up every drop of her sweet essence along the way.
“Fuck!” Sheila moans, head falling back as she grinds herself against my tongue. “Just like that, Josh. Just like that. ”
I grin against her sensitive flesh before repeating the same motion over and over again until finally she can take no more.
Sheila collapses onto the bed beside me with a sigh of contentment whilst I crawl up to lie beside her, our bodies pressed tightly together from shoulder to ankle.
“That was amazing,” Sheila says breathlessly once she has enough air in her lungs to form words.
“You’re amazing,” I reply sincerely as I press a soft kiss against the side of her neck.
We lay there in silence for several minutes just enjoying the feel of each other’s bodies pressed tightly together as we try to catch our breath.
Eventually, though, desire begins to rear its head once more. Sheila rolls towards me until our eyes meet and smirks sexily. “Now it’s your turn.”
Before I have a chance to reply, she sits up and straddles my thighs again so that we’re eye-to-eye.
With a self-assured grin, she reaches down and wraps her hand around my erection, stroking me slowly from base to tip. I groan and tilt my head back at the sensation of her soft hand wrapped tightly around me.
“You like that?” Sheila purrs, her voice dripping with sex as she continues to stroke me slowly. “I love how hard you get for me.”
With that, she leans forward and captures my lips in a passionate kiss as her hips begin to move in a slow grinding motion.
I moan helplessly into Sheila’s mouth at the feel of her hot wet pussy sliding up and down against the sensitive head of my cock. It’s all I can do to keep from bucking my hips upwards into her welcoming heat until finally, she relents.
With a seductive smile she positions me at her entrance before slowly sinking down onto my length with a low throaty moan of pleasure.
She rolls her hips in a slow circle as she grinds herself against me, taking every inch I have to give. The sight of Sheila impaling herself on my cock is one I will never tire of no matter how many times we do this—which is hopefully going to be a lot if I have anything to say about it.
As our bodies start moving in perfect harmony the air around us is filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin; moans mingling with sighs; and our names falling from each other’s lips like prayers to whatever god will have us.
“Josh… oh god… yes… just like that… fuck!”
I reach up and cup Sheila’s breasts in my hands, squeezing gently as I thumb over her hard pebbled nipples. She throws her head back and moans loudly at the sensation giving me full access to her gorgeous neck.
I suck a trail of love bites up and down the column of her neck as Sheila’s hips pound against mine in a desperate rhythm that promises we won’t last much longer.
“Come for me, baby,” I plead hoarsely, my own orgasm creeping closer with each passing second. “I want to feel you come all over my cock.”
Sheila cries out my name, her pussy grips my dick tight as she tips over the edge into an overwhelming climax that leaves us both gasping for air.
As she shudders through the aftershocks of pleasure rippling through her body, I let go and allow myself to follow suit. With one last thrust, I bury myself as deeply inside Sheila as I can possibly get before I explode into blissful oblivion.
For several moments, neither of us moves or speaks as we lie completely sated and totally spent from our lovemaking session.
After what feels like an eternity but is probably only a handful of minutes, Sheila rolls off me and tugs the duvet over our naked bodies before snuggling in close to share body heat.
“That was amazing,” she says softly once again—but this time it’s paired with a yawn.
“I love you.” I press a soft kiss against the top of her head. And just like that, I know that I’ve found my happily ever after.