18. Epilogue
“Hey, babe,” Leah said, watching him walk into her office behind the concession stand and close the door. “What brings you by in the middle of the day?”
“You. I missed you.” Noah walked over, motioning for her to rise from the large desk chair. When she did, he took her spot, then positioned her on his lap.
She placed a small kiss on his lips. “I woke up next to you, husband.” Heavy emphasis was placed on the last word. They celebrated six months of wedded bliss just last week. “And I talked with you a couple of hours ago.”
“Just the same,” he said, absently stroking the soft thigh beneath his fingers, “I needed to see you.”
“Well, you know you’re welcome to stay as long as you don’t mind watching me work on some sales shit.”
“Of course I don’t mind,” he said. Noah placed a kiss on the tip of her nose. “I came here to be with you.”
She turned her attention back to the computer screen focused on getting the completed sales updated for the day. A gentle nip to her ear pulled her away from the spreadsheet. “Yes, honey?” she said over her shoulder.
“I don’t need anything. Just trying to occupy myself.”
After a chastising look, Leah turned her attention back to her work. Once she was done with this, she also had to confirm inventory in the freezer and… Noah’s fingers walking down to the hem of her pleated skirt, delving underneath the fabric to stroke the inside of her thigh, again stole her attention. “Noah, I’m not kidding. I have a lot to do today.”
“Who’s stopping you, Foxy?”
The gentle sweeping motion of his thumb back and forth on the tender flesh was driving her to distraction but she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. After another withering look, she turned her eyes back to her task. As she worked, she tapped on the keys a bit harder than was needed. The force was required to keep her grounded, the noise gave her something to focus on outside of the warmth of his digits moving over her skin. “Foxy?”
“What, Noah?” She tried weaving irritation into her tone, but the words that left her mouth bordered on a groan.
“Do you know what you want for dinner?”
She scoured his face, looking for any signs of him up to any shenanigans and was met with nothing but the openness she always found in his blue eyes. “I haven’t thought about it. You have any suggestions?”
“A couple,” he said, now using his fingers to draw swirls along the skin of her thigh. “But we’ll talk about it afterwards.”
She gave him a nod, then tried to return her eyes to the laptop screen but found it hard to concentrate. “Noah, stop.”
“Stop what, Foxy?” His thumb brushed over the hard, silk covered nubbin, drawing a hiss from her.
“I really need to…fuck,” she moaned, when he maneuvered his fingers past the elastic waistband of her panties and allowed the digits to delve inside, seeking the sensitive bundle of nerves.
“I promise, we’ll fuck later, Foxy.” The words were hissed against the column of her neck just before nipping the area. “Right now, I want you to make a mess in my lap.”
Leah truly wanted to be the voice of reason. Yes, they were alone in her office, and the rink was empty as well, but this was neither the time nor place. As his fingers circled her clit, his other hand tweaked a taut nipple through her t shirt. Heat began to pool in her belly and her hips canted towards his questing caress. Two fingers breached her channel and her eyes slammed shut, her head dropping back against his chest. “Noah, please.”
“I know, beautiful.” He peppered kisses on her temple as he continued to use his thick digits to fuck her. “I’m absolutely gonna give you what you need.”
With each thrust into her, the heel of his hand massaged the erect bud, pushing her closer to paradise. Leah’s hand covered his own, keeping him just where she needed. “Oh God!”
“You’re so tight and wet around my fingers. My cock’s jealous, Foxy.” The sound of her wet pussy, the feeling of the delicious intrusion, and the words breathed against her cheek, the trinity sent her body into overload. Her face turned towards his and his mouth covered her just as an orgasm rocked her body, swallowing her cries. “Even your kisses taste sweeter when you come,” he said against her lips.
As her spasms eased, and his fingers were released, Leah curled into his lap, nuzzling against his neck. She felt the office chair slowly sway back and forth, Noah rubbing her back as he used the rocking motion to soothe her. “Once you’re settled, we’ll figure out dinner.”
“I still have a bit more work to do.”
“Foxy.” Whenever that hint of softness bled into his tone, she knew he was attempting to aid her in relaxing. “I took a peek at your schedule and today was meant to be a rest day for you. Did you forget that?”
“No, but…”
“Never shortchange yourself. You worked a rest day into your schedule for a reason. Now, working on sales will keep until tomorrow at 9:30 a.m. The time you dedicated for it.”
“Okay, Daddy.”
“And you need to watch it because although I promised to fuck you later, I never specified when or where. More of that praise from you and you might need a new laptop and desk lamp.”
As she continued to snuggle into her husband’s body, her cell phone began to ring playing “That’s My Sis,” by Just Brittany, meaning it was one of them calling. Looking at the display, she saw Damaris’ face on the screen. She answered placing the call on speaker. “Hey, hey Dee-Dee. What”s up?”
“Not much. I’m calling to find out if you’re busy this Saturday around three.”
“That depends on what you want. I just planned to hang out with the hubby. Letting him eat me out. You know, the usual. What”s up?”
“Oh, not too much. I”m going to a wedding and wanted someone to tag along. I know Saturday can be kinda busy for you.”
“Is there gonna be an open bar?”
“Not sure, but the dinner is being catered by Escobar Morales.”
“Well, shit. I”m down. Who”s getting married?”
“My boyfriend.”
“What did you say?!?”
The End