EPILOGUE
Twenty years later
– LUELLA –
“I feel like a criminal standing in this dark alley,” Macsen grumbles.
Snorting I grin and state, “Been there, done that.”
The corner of his mouth twitches and he playfully smacks my ass. “Two decades ago, I pulled you over to a darker side. We’re the bad guys taking down...”
“The bad guys?” I dryly finish.
Macsen shrugs. “Those who live in muddy water know how to fly blind to get to the other side.”
A chuckle slips from me. “What kind of statement is that?”
“Target in sight.” The words flow through our earpieces and we both freeze for a breath or two.
Tonight is the first mission for our twin boys, Harvey and Summit. Even if Macsen and I know they are ready, it’s still a little unnerving.
Movement down the alley catches my attention, and I sink down to my knees in front of Macsen. My hands reach for his belt and the man halting on the street shakes his head and walks away.
“Faking a blow job?” Macsen’s voice carries a hint of laughter laced with lust. “Nice improvise.”
I can feel him harden against my palm.
Rubbing his dick I glance up. “Who said I was faking it?”
Unzipping his jeans, I pull down his boxers and palm his hard length. He groans as I lean forward and suck the tip into my mouth.
Letting go with a pop, I whisper, “Don’t close your eyes, and stay alert.”
“Play hooky on the job. Fuck, woman, you’re still as perfect as you were the day I met you,” he tells me with a heavy note of lust.
Swirling my tongue around the head of his dick I murmur, “The day we met I ended up with your dick in my mouth...exactly what I have right now.”
He sucks in a breath when I take him to the back of my throat. A growl rumbles from him and I feel his fingers dig into my hair to keep my head in place. Thrusting his hips, I relax my throat, allowing him to go even deeper while I suck and tease him with my tongue.
His thrusts slightly falter, and I hear him mutter, “Good thing we’re assigned to keep an eye on the exit those fuckers won’t use. Dammit, your mouth feels so damn good on my cock, love. Keep sucking. Use your...yes. Fuuuuck. So. Damn. Good.”
I keep one hand on his dick while I knead his balls with the other. One of my fingers teases the small part behind his balls, making his hips buckle. The sharp sting on my scalp is the first warning before he roughly pulls his dick free from my mouth.
“I’m not going to come down your throat,” Macsen growls and pulls me up by my arms. “The little black dress you’re wearing, sticking to those sweet curves, has been tormenting my cock all damn night. I need inside you.”
I’m definitely not going to complain when he grabs my waist, allowing me to automatically wrap my legs around him. He’s right. I did wear the dress knowing it would draw this reaction.
The dress allows me easy access to the ninja stars strapped to my legs. Besides, we were assigned to this alley as backup and a couple getting cozy together doesn’t draw attention to the way two people dressed for combat would.
“This is going to be hard and fast,” he grunts and pulls my underwear to the side.
He finds me wet and ready when the tip of his dick nudges my entrance. I release a moan and dig my nails into his shoulder when he enters me in one stroke.
“Keep your eyes to the left, I’ll take the right,” I grunt and start to thrust.
Over the past two decades we’ve closed a lot of cases together. Some undercover work, some behind the scenes, and some during confrontations with life hanging on by a thread. We work well together and it shows by the years locked in our past.
“So good,” he murmurs. “Your pussy, your mouth, your ass, fuck...even your hands or tits get me off every damn time. Like my own dream creation I get to tap anytime I want.”
“Such a romantic,” I moan with a smile on my face.
He chuckles and nips the skin on my neck. “Fuck romance, all we need is each other to create this blissful life. It’s our ride and we’ve been cruising for decades.”
Movement catches my attention, and I reach for one of the ninja stars. Adrenaline spikes my veins and at the same time Macsen hits a spot inside me that creates a delicious feeling, slightly catching me off guard.
Not enough to mess with my focus or my aim when I recognize the target running toward us. He has a gun in hand, and I don’t think twice before throwing my weapon. The ninja star lodges into his shoulder. Fuck. A running target along with being fucked isn’t the perfect circumstances.
Quickly grabbing another, I fling it again and this time I barely manage to kill the man in time before he can shoot. He crumbles to the ground right before Macsen sinks his teeth into my neck and comes with a loud groan.
His orgasm ignites mine and I let go. Pleasure overwhelms me and for a fragment of a second, I close my eyes and relish the moment.
No matter how much time passes, how old we are, how many things life throws at us to disrupt our moment.
..we will always return to a place where it’s just the two of us.
“Really?” I hear Summit bark.
“They’re faking it to make it seem as if...oh fucking hell, really, Dad?” Harvey grumbles.
Macsen chuckles and slowly puts me back on my feet. I reach down and pick up my panties, shoving them into my husband’s pocket.
“What? We were the backup’s backup.” Macsen glances around our twins and notices the dead guy on the ground. “And still your mother manages to save the day, no matter how much I tried to distract her.”
Summit snorts. “Right. It’s why she needed two ninja stars to kill.”
“I’m good at distracting.” Macsen shrugs.
“I’m done,” Harvey grumbles and says to Lenz’s daughter, “All clear.”
Macsen slides his arm around my waist. “You guys can clean up. We’re heading out.”
“Hey, Ma still needs to file all the paperwork,” Harvey grumbles from behind us.
I can’t help but smile, knowing how much a pain in the ass that part of the job is.
“Tomorrow is another day, but right now we’re living as if there is none,” Macsen states and pulls me to his bike that’s sitting in the street left of the alley.
Handing me my helmet, he straps on his and straddles the bike. I fill my lungs with the crispy night air and smile at the content feelings running through me. Once I held this man at gunpoint, now he holds my heart the way I treasure his.
Life is funny to twist things in an unforeseen reality.
Expectations, duties, loyalty, family, and dedication never once led me to believe there would come a time when I’d leave my father’s world and enter a completely different one.
Though, every day since I met Macsen is one where I live my life to the fullest.
Our sons following us through new footsteps, making their own imprint on life the way we faced confrontation and created a future. One where we’re still finding new dreams to chase and enjoy every damn second of it.
The bike rumbles underneath us as I glide my hands around my husband’s waist, holding on as he guides the bike onto the road. A smile tugs at my lips, love warming my chest, and my mind is completely at ease.
Macsen’s large hand grips my bare thigh and he gives me a little squeeze.
As if he’s tapped into my state of mind and knows exactly the way I treasure the moment.
Our past, our future, our here and now. We both know what we have is unique, and we love to live our life to the fullest, no matter the darkness or the light we have to battle to keep it that way.