Epilogue #2
I kneel down on the fluffy bath rug and grab one of the pirate boats floating on the surface, joining in the fun.
After he’s sufficiently wrinkled, Valeri wraps him in a towel and gets him in his favorite rocket ship pajamas before we all cuddle up for his nighttime story.
Tonight the book is in Russian, and I’m proud to say that I actually understand it.
It’s geared towards toddlers, but so what? Progress is progress.
After several goodnight kisses and making sure Ranger is comfy in his dog bed, we turn on his nightlight and quietly slip out, Aleks already asleep and clutching his stuffed dog.
“God I’ve missed you,” Valeri says, already picking me up and nuzzling his face against my neck, licking and sucking the delicate skin and lighting my body on fire with each swipe of his tongue until I feel like I’m about to combust.
“I’ve been with you all day,” I remind him, running my hand through his dark hair.
“Yes, but I haven’t been inside you since this morning, and that’s too damn long, lapochka.”
I’m about to tell him I completely agree, but he gives the crook of my neck a bite that takes away my words and sends a shiver of pleasure down my spine and between my legs.
He carries me to our room, setting me down by the bed and running his hands over every inch of me as he slowly peels the clothes off me.
Sliding my hands under his shirt, I pull it off and toss it aside, leaning closer so I can kiss the tattoo of my name written across his heart.
His body is just as mouthwatering as it was the first time I saw him, and I can’t resist kissing across his pecs and then slowly working my way down his tight abs.
“Fuck,” he groans, running his hands through my hair and fisting it tight enough to sting, just how I like it.
I run my tongue over his skin while I undo his jeans and slide them down along with his boxer briefs.
When his thick, hard cock springs free, I let out a moan of pure appreciation that makes him give a soft chuckle.
It quickly turns to a groan when I run my tongue along his slit, lapping up the bead of pre-cum that forms. He tightens his grip on my hair as I wrap my lips around his head and slowly suck him in.
“Goddamn,” he growls, feeling my tongue swipe around the ridge of skin that always drives him crazy. “Fuck, I love how you suck my cock, baby.”
I’d smile if my mouth wasn’t so stuffed.
Over the years, I’ve gotten a lot better at taking him in, and when I lower onto him, I only gag a couple of times before my lips hit the base and he’s so far down my throat that I can’t breathe.
I wait for permission, forcing my body to relax, even though comfortable is the last word I’d use to describe a blowjob with someone as big as Valeri.
“Such a good fucking girl,” he praises, massaging my scalp and running his thumb down my stuffed cheeks.
I moan and move my tongue along his shaft as much as I’m able to.
The sensation pulls another groan from him.
My eyes spill over, and when he sees it, he swipes a finger over them and then keeps his eyes on me as he brings it to his mouth and licks it clean.
“Every part of you belongs to me, lapochka. Your body, your tears,” he drags one finger along my throat. “Even the goddamn air you breathe. I want it all.”
“Mm-hmm,” I moan, feeling my lungs start to burn.
“Good girl,” he praises, fisting my hair again and slowly pulling me up his length. As soon as I can, I breathe in through my nose, the ache in my lungs disappearing as the ache between my legs grows stronger.
He thrusts into me again, threading his fingers through my hair and holding me still while he drives into me until spit is dripping down my chin and my mouth is starting to grow numb.
“Fuck, sweetheart, you have no idea how badly I want to shoot my seed down your sweet throat.” He brings one hand down, wrapping his long fingers around my neck and squeezing tight enough for me to feel how much he’s holding back, to feel the restraint coursing through his hand and radiating up his arm.
“I want to feel your throat working beneath my fingers as you swallow every damn drop I give you.”
I whimper around him, begging him to do it, but he tightens his grip on me and pulls back instead, watching me suck him the whole time until he’s popped from my mouth, and I’m left wanting.
“Please,” I beg, looking up at him.
He grins and reaches down to pick me up. “Don’t worry, baby, you’re going to get it, but I want to come in your pussy tonight. I’ve been thinking about burying myself in your tight, wet cunt all damn day.”
Laying me on the bed, he quickly pulls his jeans off the rest of the way before positioning his body above mine.
My fingers run up his muscled arms, skating over the veins and the taut line of muscle across his upper chest. When he slides into me, I grab onto his broad shoulders and cling to him, wanting him as close as possible.
“I love you so much, baby,” he whispers against my lips while he cups the back of my head and kisses me slowly.
The moan of pure bliss that breaks through our kiss when he’s fully seated inside me has him smiling against my lips.
I let him gloat. The man’s definitely earned it.
He fucks me slowly, letting me feel each deep stroke until my whole body is shaking.
Sliding a hand down my side, he grips my hip, holding me firmly in place as he speeds up, fucking me in a hard rhythm that quickly pushes me over the edge.
“That’s right, baby,” he groans. “Squeeze me tighter.”
My body shakes with the force of the orgasm, and my muscles tighten even more, gripping his thick cock and pushing him over the edge with me.
His tongue delves between my lips in a hungry kiss as he pulses inside me, giving me everything he has.
He doesn’t let up until my whole body is filled with a liquid heat that makes me feel boneless.
My arms fall from him and a soft laugh escapes from my parted lips.
“Damn,” I whisper, making him laugh.
He looks down at me, brushing aside a strand of my sweaty hair and ghosting his lips over mine while he whispers, “I’m not done with you yet, baby.”
Valeri
I look down at my exhausted, spent wife and smile at the confused look she’s giving me.
Slowly sliding out of her, even though I hate to do it, I groan at the loss of contact and then start to kiss my way down her chest. It always amazes me how damn good she tastes, every single part of her.
“Valeri,” she whispers, her voice raspy, the sultry way it always sounds after she’s come hard.
“Hmm?” I murmur, swiping my tongue over one perfect nipple.
She moans and lazily runs her fingers through my hair while I tease her body back to life.
“I made you a promise earlier, and you’ve definitely been a good girl,” I whisper against her skin.
“Fuck,” she moans when I give her a soft bite. “I don’t know if I can take any more.”
I laugh and let her tit go, kissing a line lower. “You know I love a challenge, sweetheart.”
When my head is between her legs, I take in the sight of her used pussy and groan.
So fucking gorgeous. I love it when she’s swollen and dripping my seed.
I get closer so she can feel the heat of my breath against her overly sensitive clit, and when I give her a quick lick, she rocks her hips up and lets out a sexy gasp.
“Too much,” she moans, and when I laugh, she shoots me a warning look. “Don’t even think about it,” she whispers.
I barely hear her, I’m already latching on and giving her a hard enough suck to make her fist the blankets and bite her bottom lip to keep from screaming.
I still my mouth, letting her catch her breath, and when she’s calmed down, I slowly start to lick and suck, bringing her body back where I want it.
The taste of us fills my mouth, pulling a deep groan from me while I worship my wife. Despite what she said, I manage to make her come three more times, and by the time I pull my head back, she’s barely coherent.
“You okay, baby,” I murmur against her cheek, smiling at how dazed she is.
“Wow,” is all she manages to whisper.
Laughing, I lay on my side and pull her tightly against me before grabbing my phone.
I click on the app for the baby monitor so I can check on Aleks.
Evie uses the last of her strength and squeezes my wrist, letting me know she wants to see too.
I lower the phone so we can both watch. He’s lying on his stomach with one chubby arm still wrapped securely around his stuffed dog.
“He’s so perfect,” she whispers.
“He is.” I set the phone aside and wrap my arms around her before kissing her cheek. “And so are you.”
“I love you,” she whispers, grabbing my hand and giving it a kiss.
“I love you, baby.”
With my wife in my arms and our son asleep across the hall, I let my eyes drift shut, already looking forward to tomorrow.