Epilogue #2
She hollowed her cheeks as she sucked me, her tongue swirling around the head with each stroke. I watched my cock disappear between her lips, watched the way her throat worked when she took me deep. Her eyes were watering but she didn’t stop, didn’t pull back.
“You look incredible like this.” I thrust gently into her mouth, testing her limits. “On your knees for me. Taking my cock like you were made for it.”
She moaned around me, the vibration making my spine tingle.
“Touch yourself.” I kept my hand in her hair, controlling her pace. “I want to hear how wet you are.”
Her hand slid between her thighs, and I heard it. The obscene wet sound of her fingers moving through her arousal. She was soaked. Still dripping from her earlier orgasm.
“Louder.” I thrust deeper. “Let me hear you.”
She moaned around my cock, her fingers moving faster. The combination was overwhelming. Her mouth on me, her own pleasure building, the sounds filling the room. I could feel myself getting close. Too close.
I pulled out of her mouth and spun her around before she could protest.
“James-”
“I need to be inside you.” I bent her over the edge of the bed and positioned myself at her entrance. “Right fucking now.”
I drove into her with one hard thrust.
She screamed into the mattress. I gave her a moment to adjust, my hands gripping her hips, my cock buried to the hilt. She was tight around me. Impossibly tight after everything I’d already done to her.
“You okay?”
“Move.” She pushed back against me. “Please, James. Move.”
I started slow. Long strokes that let her feel every inch of me. She was moaning with each thrust, her hands fisting in the sheets, her back arching to take me deeper.
“Harder.” She looked back at me over her shoulder. “I can take it.”
I gave her harder. The headboard slammed against the wall with each thrust. She was screaming now, a constant stream of sounds she couldn’t control.
I brought my thumb to her lips. “Suck.”
She turned her head, confused, but obeyed. Her mouth closed around my thumb, her tongue swirling, coating it with saliva.
I pulled my thumb from her mouth and reached down between us.
She expected me to touch her clit. I could tell by the way she arched into it, anticipating.
Instead, I pressed my wet thumb against her ass.
She gasped, her whole body going rigid. “James-”
“Shh.” I didn’t push inside. Just held it there, resting against that tight ring of muscle, while I kept fucking her with slow, deep strokes. “Just feel it.”
“What are you-”
“Trust me.”
I started circling. Light pressure, barely there, tracing around the edges while my cock moved inside her. She was tense at first, uncertain, but I kept the rhythm steady. Patient. Let her get used to the sensation.
“Oh.” Her voice came out shaky.
I smiled against her shoulder and kept circling. Wider. Slower. Then tighter. Closer. Hovering right at her entrance without pushing through.
Her hips started moving again, rocking back to meet my thrusts. The tension in her shoulders was easing. Her moans were getting louder.
“There you go.” I kissed her spine. “Just relax. Let yourself feel it.”
I increased my pace, hitting that spot inside her that made her whole body shake. She was getting close. I could feel it in the way her walls were starting to flutter, the way her thighs were trembling.
“James.” Her voice was strained. “I’m going to - I’m close-”
I felt her start to tighten around my cock, her orgasm building. Right at that moment, I pressed my thumb forward and pushed past that first ring of muscle.
She screamed.
Her whole body convulsed, clenching around my cock and my thumb simultaneously. The dual sensation overwhelmed her completely. I felt her walls spasm, felt her legs give out, felt her collapse against the mattress.
And then a rush of wetness gushed around my cock, soaking my thighs, dripping onto the sheets beneath us. I stared down at where we were joined, watching her release pour out of her.
“Holy shit.” I slowed my thrusts but didn’t stop. “Baby, did you just-”
She buried her face in the mattress. “Oh god. That’s never - I didn’t know I could - oh my god.”
“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” I pulled out gently, easing my thumb away, and flipped her over so I could see her face. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes still glazed, tears leaking from the corners.
“I soaked the sheets.” Her voice was mortified.
I positioned myself at her entrance again. “Right now I need to finish what we started.”
I slid back inside her slowly. She whimpered at each inch, oversensitive from her orgasm, her walls fluttering around me. I took my time, building her back up, watching her face as the pleasure overtook the embarrassment.
“I’m close.” I dropped my forehead against hers, my pace growing erratic.
She wrapped her legs around my waist, locking me in place. “I want to feel you. Fill me up, James.”
I groaned and let go. My release pulsed through me in waves, spilling deep inside her. She moaned as she felt it, her nails raking down my back.
I collapsed on top of her, both of us breathing hard. She held me there, her fingers tracing patterns on my shoulders.
Eventually I rolled to the side, pulling her with me. She curled against my chest, her leg thrown over my hip.
“I have something for you.” Her voice was soft.
“If it involves moving, I might need a few minutes.”
She laughed and reached over me, pulling open the nightstand drawer. She retrieved a folder and handed it to me.
Legal documents. Official seal at the top. I scanned the first page and my heart stopped.
Lily James Sinclair. Certificate of Adoption.
“You just have to sign them.” Haley was watching my face. “The rest is done. The court approved it last week.”
I couldn’t speak. The words on the page blurred as tears filled my eyes.
My voice cracked. “Fuck, baby. Thank you so much.”
“She’s always been yours.” Haley wiped the tears from my cheeks. “This just makes it official.”
“Lily James Sinclair.” I traced my finger over the name. “She has my name.”
“She does.” Haley’s smile turned mysterious. “I figured both siblings should have the same last name.”
I went still.
Both siblings.
“Are you serious?” The words came out barely audible.
“I found out this morning.” She took my hand and pressed it against her stomach.
“Fuck, baby.” I pulled her into my arms, holding her so tight she squeaked. “We’re having a baby. You’re pregnant.”
“I’m pregnant.” She laughed against my shoulder. “Lily’s going to be a big sister.”
I pulled back and kissed her. Then I kissed down her body and settled between her thighs.
“What are you doing?” She laughed. “James, we literally just finished-”
“Celebrating.” I pressed a kiss to her stomach, to the place where our child was growing. “Showing my gratitude to the mother of my children.”
“By going down on me again?”
“By worshipping you properly.” I looked up at her with a grin. “Now lie back and let me show you exactly how happy you’ve made me.”
She did.
And I spent the rest of the night proving it. Because Lily had been mine from day one, from the moment I’d held her in the hospital. The adoption papers just made official what my heart had known for years.
This was my family. And I was never letting them go.
THE END