Epilogue
MERRICK
5 MONTHS LATER
W ren’s engagement ring glitters under the fluorescent lights in my office, her body gloriously bent over my desk, her pants pulled down to her ankles as I piston into her. It’s after hours, but I love how badly she’s trying to be quiet, pretending this isn’t exactly what she wanted when she sauntered in here.
“That’s it,” I praise her, my eyes practically rolling back in my head as her pussy swallows my dick over and over into her tight wet heat.
“Merrick.”
“I love seeing my ring on your finger, baby, showing the whole god damn world you’re mine.”
“Oh my God.”
I grip the back of her neck, holding her in place as I give her what she wants—what she needs. Her hands claw at the desk as she comes on a silent scream, the intensity of her orgasm sending me right over the edge with her.
It’s everything.
Because she’s everything.
My everything.
Collapsing back into my chair, I pull her with me, not wanting to break our connection just yet.
“I needed that,” she sighs, and I chuckle, nipping at the tendon in her throat. In retaliation, she squeezes her walls around my cock, the sensation making me hiss.
“I know. Because I know everything my wife wants.”
She grins. “You can’t say that.”
“I can because you’re legally mine.”
“Caveman.”
“You like it.”
She hums but doesn’t object because a few days after I proposed, we’d snuck away to a little town an hour from Wintervale to tie the proverbial knot. We’ll have a wedding—probably a big one on her family’s land—but this was just for us.
A secret.
Just the way we started.
But this time it’s no secret that I love Wren, the woman who challenged me and humbled me in the same breath. The one that taught me how to love and be loved and that life is more than a revolving door of flights and conference calls.
She forced me to slow down and live.
To love.
“Let’s go home,” I murmur into her hair.
“So you can love me?”
“Yeah, Hellcat, all night long.”
THE END