Epilogue
Ramsey – (Ten Years Later)~
I was instantly irritated when the sound of my office door opened. I’d told my secretary this morning that I wasn’t to be interrupted, no matter what.
After college, I had told my father to go fuck himself, and Deke, Liam, and I had started up our own financial consulting firm, and we’d been kicking ass for the past few years. On most days, I got home at a decent hour, though some days, I didn’t. Today was looking like it might be one of the days that I wouldn’t if I kept getting interrupted.
When I looked up to see who would dare just walk in, I was surprised to see that it wasn’t Liam or Deke. However, this visitor was better than either of those two.
The corner of my lip lifted in a smirk as I leaned back in my chair, resting my hands across my stomach. My eyes greedily took her in as she stepped further into my office. “One of these days, we’re going to get caught, and then what are we going to do?”
She shrugged a shoulder. “I thought that you said I was worth the risk,” she reminded me.
“You are,” I conceded, and simply because she was. “But how would we ever live this down if we got caught?”
She kept walking until she rounded my desk. I watched silently as she pushed the papers that I’d been working on aside, then took a seat on the oak. She kicked off her heels, then placing a perfectly pedicured foot on my chair between my spread legs, she pulled my chair closer.
She leaned forward, and her cleavage was front and center. “But sometimes this is the only way that I can see you,” she pointed out. “Do you want me to leave?”
Before I could answer, she was spreading her legs for me and showing me that perfectly trimmed triangle.
Fuck me, she wasn’t wearing any panties.
My dick was at full mast and ready to fuck. “Did you lock the door?”
Her delicate fingers were already unbuttoning her blouse. “Yes, I did, sir.”
“Did Mariah see you?”
She shook her head. “No. I made sure to sneak by her. No one knows that I’m in here, Ramsey.”
I stood up as I smirked. “They will, once they hear you screaming the walls down.”
Her eyes flared. “I hope so.”
Her blouse slid off her shoulders, and I was treated to the magnificent sight of her big tits encased in white lace. “God, I love your tits, baby.”
My hands were at the zipper of my slacks when she spread her legs wide enough to move her skirt up her thighs, making her open and bared to me. “What about that? How do you feel about that?”
I could see her juices already glistening all over her pussy lips. I had my dick in my hand, and scooting her to the edge, I slammed my cock deep in one thrust. She screamed as I answered, “That’s how I feel about your pussy.”
I placed a hand on her chest, then pushed her back until she was sprawled across my desk, and then I proceeded to fuck her like privacy wasn’t an issue.
“Oh, God…Ramsey…”
“You wanted to play the slut and come here without any panties on,” I reminded her. “Well, now you’re going to be fucked like one.”
True to my word, I fucked her until she was biting down on her arm to keep from screaming the building down, and I didn’t ease up until she came on my cock twice.
When we could finally catch our breaths, I shoved my dick back in my pants, then pulled her up by her arms, so that she was sitting up. “Feel free to drop by anytime, baby.”
She laughed, then leaned forward to place a soft kiss on my chest. “I never get tired of that.”
“Where are the kids?”
Emerson smiled at me sheepishly. “They’re at home with Roselyn.”
I lifted her left hand, then placed a kiss on the back. I put my ring on her finger as soon as we had graduated high school, but it still warmed my heart to see it on her. Ten years and two kids later, I still wanted her like I’d had when I’d first seen her.
I had also stayed true to my word and spent every day making sure that she knew she was the most important thing in my life. Years ago, Emerson had tried to assure me that she’d forgiven me completely and didn’t carry the memory of that horrible day with her anymore, but I still did.
I always would.
That’s why I was never going to stop loving her with everything that I had or stop finding new ways to prove it to her.
“I love you, Emerson.”
“I know you do, Ramsey,” she replied, smiling up at me like I was never going to deserve.
The End.