Epilogue
NOLAN
Three months later…
I adjust the crooked bow tie around Gary’s neck, still surprised Bree was able to get him to wear it at all.
For all the fuss he made earlier, he seems to really own wearing it now.
I have to admit, he looks handsome and ready for a grand opening.
It’ll make for a good family photo. One we can add to the fireplace mantel with the others.
I scan the living room, loving the signs of life Bree has added to our house these past three months—the artwork, the colorful accent pillows, and the excessive amount of dog toys. I fucking love it all.
I love her.
These last three months have been the most eventful and meaningful months of my entire life.
We blew the investor away with our presentation the day after I convinced Bree to stay in North Haven. We had the funding within days, and broke ground the following week. We knew it’d be tight, getting the building finished before the snow came, but by some miracle, we made it happen.
And tonight, we celebrate.
Well, if I can locate my wife.
“Bree, you ready?”
“Almost,” she calls from the bedroom. “Just looking for my other shoe.”
I find her, kneeling on the bed, bent over the side. Her perfectly plump ass is popped in the air, and I instantly go hard. I can’t fucking help it. I love every part of Bree, but her ass is a personal favorite of mine.
The shoe is question is by the door, but I don’t tell her that. Not yet. Instead, I crawl onto the bed behind her.
“What are you doing?” she asks, laughing as I grab her hips.
“Steadying you.”
“You have to pull my dress up to steady me?” she challenges, flashing me a flirty look over her shoulder.
I trail my fingertips up one inner thigh, then the other.
“Nolan, I’m going to forget what I’m looking for,” she says as I peel down her panties. I place a kiss to the butterfly as I drag a finger through her folds. Wet, just like I knew she’d be. When I plunge a finger inside her tight channel, she moans.
“I can stop,” I say. “If this is distracting.”
“We’re going to be late to pick up my brother from the airport,” she says, pushing her palms off the floor and placing them on the mattress instead. A position that says she’s not at all worried about the time, but about how hard I can make her come before we leave.
“I’ll have to be quick.”
“Then you better be rough.”
I don’t need any further encouragement. I unzip my suit pants and free my cock, lining it up at her entrance.
I thrust into her pussy and nearly go blind from how fucking good it feels to be home.
It doesn’t matter how many times we’ve fucked or how many ways we’ve made each other come since she’s been in North Haven.
Every time is fucking better than the one before it.
I grip her hips as she reaches between her legs, fingering her clit. I pound hard and quick, my balls slapping against her ass.
Bree’s moans climb one octave, then two, and I feel her pussy contract around my cock. “Fuck, Nolan. I’m coming!”
I pummel harder, desperate to join her. And in seconds, I do. I drain my cock inside her depths, filling her with my claim.
“Mine,” I growl.
“Yeah, yeah. I’m all yours, caveman,” she says, her laugh sated and happy. “Now can you help me find my shoe?”
“Already found it,” I say, pulling my cock from her pussy and stuffing it back into my pants because we really are late now. Gary sits in the doorway, giving us a judgmental stare. Thankfully, the bow tie is still in place.
“You ready to meet your uncle Tony and head to our grand opening, Gary?” Bree bends down to give him a kiss on the head. I know in this moment, I’m the luckiest man alive to have this woman as my wife.