Epilogue
Faith
Six Months Later
“ Ma fée , if you don’t come down here now, I’m coming up there to get you,” Alex calls up the stairs where I was sitting on the bed trying to find something to wear that doesn’t make me look ridiculous.
I forgot how much I hated maternity clothes when I was pregnant with Alec, though with him I didn’t have to wear them until near the very end.
I got away with the hair tie trick and hoodies.
“I can’t figure out what to wear,” I call out down the stairs, this was an ongoing thing. Since with this kid I’m bigger now than I was the entire time with Alec which is annoying. I wouldn’t change it for the world, having Alex’s son growing inside me.
We’d found out a couple weeks ago we were having another boy and I couldn’t be more ecstatic.
“Babe, just grab one of my tees and throw on some leggings, we got to go,” he states, his voice coming closer as I hear him coming up the stairs. “We don’t have all night and we gotta pick up Alec on the way.”
“I thought he was spending the night with Lyrica.” My brows furrow as I turn to face him when he stops right inside the bedroom and leans against the frame with his arms crossed over his chest.
“She has to work. You know she picked up that other job and they called her in due to someone calling out sick,” he says, eyes roaming my over body, glistening with a fire shining through. This of course, he does every time he sees me in nothing but panties and a bra or lack thereof.
“Well, you could have told me this, Lyrica is my best friend. As for your shirts, Alex, I can’t be wearing them all the time,” I mutter.
“Yeah, you can, baby, I don’t have a problem sharing them with you,” he chuckles.
“Ugh, you’re a pain in the ass,” I declare, throwing my hands in the air.
Alex moves quicker than I do as I turn to grab one of his tees.
Wrapping his arms around me, he brings his mouth down on mine.
His tongue sweeps into my mouth instantly as he guides me to the bed and gently lays me down against the mound of pillows he’d gotten for me to use.
Lifting his head, he grins down at me. “We can be late, I don’t fuckin’ care.
Seeing you like this has my dick hard and my mouth ready to eat that pussy, baby. ”
Hm, I love the sound of that. Over the past few months, I’ve nearly jumped him more than once and actually did several times ‘cause I needed him inside me. My body yearns for his touch constantly and my man doesn’t seem to have one problem with this.
His fingers curl in the waist band of my panties and pulls them from my body as he lowers himself, placing kisses along my skin as he moves to where I ache for him.
Placing my legs over his shoulders, Alex flicks his tongue over my clit causing my back to arch, a moan to slip through my lips. “Alex,” I murmur.
“Gonna make you come, baby,” he breathes against my pussy which in turn heightens my need for him.
“Then do it already,” I demand panting.
At this Alex lifts his eyes to meet mine and I hold them as he goes about doing just that, making me come not once, not twice, but three times. When he moves up my body, Alex helps roll me until I’m on all fours. “Fuckin’ love you, Faith,” he growls, sliding his cock through my slick entrance.
“Love you too, Alex, always have, always will,” I purr leaning backward, pressing into his cock.
“Fuck yeah, ma fée , always have, always will. I fuckin’ promise you a lifetime of always being there.
No matter what. You’re mine and so Alec and the one you’re carrying right now.
I’m never letting you get away from me again.
I promise you that,” Alex states while sinking his cock inside my pussy.
Moaning, my back arches with the way he moves. I love the way he feels inside me.
No, what it is I love the man altogether.
I have since I first met him. He made a promise to me a long time ago.
Though he might have gotten off that path, we lost four years together, the two of us were always meant to be and the promise of a lifetime will always be ahead of us.
Axel’s my promise in this life and I’ll hold him to it no matter where we end up.
The END. . .