Epilogue
EPILOGUE
"We finally made it to a bed."
Hank had thought it would never happen. But here he was—at his home, with his naked woman wrapped around him—in a bed.
"Yeah, I guess we did," Jo said, chuckling, then snuggled into him. "It’s much more comfortable. And roomy. Although…" She rose up on one elbow and smiled. "The whole janitor’s closet thing has been on my mind. Do you think?—"
"No." But now that he knew she wouldn’t turn down the opportunity, he had a feeling the idea would stick with him for a while too. "At least, I don’t think so."
"See," she said, that spark of mischief in her eyes he’d found so alluring that first night shining out at him. "It does sound like a good idea."
"Well, I won’t say it’s a good idea…" He leaned up and gave her a quick kiss. "But it’s an intriguing one I’ll have to think about."
"Yes, you will," she said, giving him a wink, before pulling out of his arms. The mischief in her eyes morphed to heat—setting his pulse pounding in his ears—as they tracked from his face to his chest, then lower, finally fixing on his dick that had gone completely hard. This woman could breathe on him and he’d be ready. "A lot."
"Why do I have the feeling…" His train of thought went off the rails as she straddled his body. "Mmm…"
"Feeling what?" she murmured, snatching a handy condom from the several they’d left on the bed and ripping the package open.
"That my life… Shit , I… My life…" He couldn’t finish a simple sentence. Not with her fingers rolling the condom over his wanting flesh.
"Lost for words?" She might be able to grin as she lifted herself over his waiting cock, but he couldn’t.
"No, I… Ahhh…" he groaned as she slid down his entire length. God, she felt good. "Mmm, Jo…"
"Yes, Dr. Lawton?"
His body took over as she moved with him, completely stealing his ability to put two coherent words together, much less a full statement. It didn’t make it any easier when she draped her upper body over his and softly kissed him—moving up and down his cock in a slow, maddening rhythm that set his heart galloping so fast he thought it might race straight out of his chest.
"It will never be boring with you, will it?" He said those words in a rush while he still could, before grabbing hold of her hips and surging into her.
"Oh," she breathed against his lips, her hips meeting his thrust for thrust. "You don’t know the half of it, Hank ."
THE END