Epilogue
D rew couldn’t believe how beautiful Karlie looked in her wedding gown.
The day had been perfect, just a simple ceremony with family and a few friends.
Karlie had insisted that they get married in the backyard of their house.
She had loved that house since she was a kid, and now he could give her the gift of her dream wedding in the backyard of her dream house.
She, of course, had already started adding her touches to the house.
They bought a few pieces of furniture together.
He wanted her to feel like it was her home, too.
She was so excited when he took her shopping for the baby’s crib.
While they were in the hospital, after the attack two months ago, she had a sonogram that confirmed her suspicions.
They were having a little girl, and he couldn’t have been happier.
He loved the idea of a little girl who looked just like her momma.
Karlie just glowed, her belly big and round.
She demanded that they get married before the baby was born.
She wanted them all to be an “official” family before her due date.
So, everyone pitched in and got everything ready for the big day.
His only regret was that they couldn’t wait for Ryan to get leave, but his brother had insisted that Drew and Karlie not wait for him.
Ryan was still out at sea and couldn’t get home for the next few months.
He still checked in every two weeks, asking about Karlie and the baby, but always sneaking in a question or two about Jenna and Zac.
Drew told him to just call her. Jenna asked about Ryan just about every time she saw Drew.
It was obvious to him that the two had feelings for each other, but they were just too stubborn to admit it.
Maybe it was for the best, as Ryan pointed out, Jenna had a new baby and a husband to divorce.
She didn’t need any more complications at this moment.
Still, Drew couldn’t wait to see how everything between his brother and Karlie’s sister played out, because he knew that eventually, it would.
And he was betting that it would be a lot of fun to watch.
The party was over, and most of their guests had left.
Some of Karlie’s family had lingered to help with the clean-up.
Drew couldn’t wait to start their honeymoon.
He wanted to take her up to their room after the ceremony, but, dragging his new wife to the bedroom to make love to her while all their friends and family were there was even too “caveman” for him.
Still, he couldn’t keep his hands off her the whole night, and he had a raging boner to prove it.
“Everyone is gone.” Karlie waddled into the family room where Drew was cleaning up some of the cake plates.
“Just leave that. My mom and Jenna said that they’d be back tomorrow, not too early, to clean up everything for us.
We have a honeymoon to start, Mr. Jackson.
” She started to loosen his tie, pulling him onto her lips for a deep, hot kiss.
Drew dropped the dishes on the table, and Karlie giggled.
He pulled her into his now free hands, finding the zipper for her wedding dress.
It was so simple and elegant. So—Karlie.
“You look beautiful in this dress, but baby, I need you out of it, now.” Drew started running the zipper down her back, slowly teasing her.
When he finally got it down, he grabbed her ass, squeezing it in his big hands and pulling her close.
“Mmm, baby—I still think this is my favorite part of you.” She squirmed and wiggled in his hands, and he tapped her ass, “Saucy,” he chided, causing another laugh from her.
“How about you carry me over the threshold of our bedroom and show me how much you love all my parts,” she teased, running her hands down his now open shirt, resting on the zipper of his slacks.
His cock stood at attention as trying to get her to take notice.
She smiled, running her hands over the outline of his shaft.
“I want my wedding present now,” she whispered, running her greedy hands over his throbbing cock.
He moaned and thrust into her hold, needing more.
“Deal,” he promised, lifting her into his arms, making her squeal.
He kissed her, demanding and needy. His tongue slid easily into her welcoming mouth.
He carried her into their bedroom and laid her on the new king-sized bed that he bought for her.
He slipped her dress down her body, over the baby bump, revealing a sexy little bra that barely covered her nipples and panties that were tiny, white, and already drenched.
And her heels—they were so fucking sexy.
“Keep the shoes on, baby,” he rasped. “You look so sexy; I could just eat you up.” She moaned and squirmed, anxious for him to begin.
She sat up, her crafty fingers shooting right to his zipper.
She opened his slacks, and his eager cock sprang forward.
She moaned and licked the pre-cum from the tip.
Drew closed his eyes and leaned into her, needing her to suck him deeper.
“Yes, baby—that feels so fucking good. Just like that,” he moaned as she sucked him into her hot mouth, playing with his balls with her hands.
He ran his fingers through her hair, tangling them up, taking some control of her mouth.
She moaned around him, and he just about lost it.
He pulled out, his dick protesting at the loss of her hot, wet mouth.
“No, Drew—” she protested, causing him to chuckle.
“I know, baby, but it was so good that I wasn’t going to last. I need this to last. I need you with me.” She squirmed at his words, showing how impatient she was. “So demanding, Mrs. Jackson,” Drew teased. He loved calling her that. He loved that she took his name—loved that she was his.
“Drew, please,” she begged as he finished stripping. “I need you now.”
“I know, baby. I’m going to take really good care of you,” he promised. He kissed her mouth, tongue thrusting in, imitating the way he wanted to fuck her.
“I love you so much,” he panted. “You are so fucking perfect, so beautiful, and mine.” He kissed down her neck, sucking and nipping his way down her body, paying special attention to her sensitive nipples.
He loved the way she responded to him, licking and sucking them into taut peaks.
She was so sensitive now, with the pregnancy, and he had her so worked up, she was bucking off the bed, begging him for more.
He worked his way down to her belly, kissing and loving her bump while spreading her legs wide open to feast on her.
She moaned and thrust her pussy up toward him.
He laughed, “Demanding and impatient, Mrs. Jackson.”
“Drew, now!” He laughed against her sensitive folds, licking and sucking her clit into his mouth.
She was hot and wet—he knew she was close.
He slid two fingers into her opening, and she went over the edge, screaming out his name.
He kissed his way back up her body, feeling the baby kick his lips on the way.
“She likes it when I have orgasms, she’s doing somersaults in there.” Karlie reached down to feel their daughter kicking.
“Maybe we should see if your theory is correct, baby. I think you need another orgasm, just to make sure.” Drew couldn’t wait any longer; he thrust into her, hard and deep.
“I love it when we do science experiments, honey. Let’s see what we can do about proving your theory.
” He started thrusting hard and fast, sucking, and nipping her neck.
She reached down and grabbed his ass, squeezing him like she couldn’t get enough.
Yeah, she was close again. He rolled them to the side, taking the pressure off her belly.
“Baby, I won’t last long, tell me you’re close.
” Now, Drew was begging. She reached down and ran her finger over her clit, and they both moaned.
“God, that’s hot. I love it when you touch yourself,” he panted, still thrusting deep.
She screamed out his name again, and he followed her over, her name on his lips like a prayer.
He kissed her all over her face, loving how soft and placated she was in his arms. Their daughter started kicking him again, and they both laughed.
“Theory proven,” she giggled against his lips, kissing him.
He smoothed her hair back and tucked it behind her ear. “I love you, baby, forever.”
She framed his face with her hands, “I love you more,” she teased.
“Impossible,” he debated, “I love you times a thousand, Mrs. Jackson.”
She smiled, shaking her head, “Well, I love you times a million, Mr. Jackson.”
He laughed against her mouth, “I love you more than there are stars in the universe, Mrs. Jackson. I love you times infinity.”
Her eyes widened as big as her smile. She wrapped her arms around Drew’s neck. “Oh, you are good at this. You win.” And for the first time, in a long time, Drew felt like he had won—at love.