Epilogue - Seven Years Later
Epilogue - Alistair
Seven Years Later
"And the princess told the prince that a library was the greatest gift of all."
"One more, Daddy?" Little Millie begs like she does every single night when I close the last book.
"No, Millie. Daddy's already read one more." Her younger brother Hunter, looks at me for confirmation and I nod.
"I will tell you another story—”
"Tomorrow night," they both finish with me.
I smile and nod, ducking to give Hunter a kiss and tuck the covers up around him.
We now own a luxurious condo close to the Vegas strip.
It's not far from the Golden Palm, but when our household grew with two kids rather quickly, we needed more space, and Vegas is our primary residence.
We've purchased the condo next to us as well, which we intend to renovate to expand eventually. For now, we have everything we need.
Caitlyn kept her job. They've opened a second grand spa with bathing pools and the whole nine yards. Caitlyn is in charge of both experiences, and still loves her career. I've moved over to gamble at Silver Hotel & Casino, so that we can honor the no fraternizing policy.
I walk Millie back to her room, and she gives me a big hug before she cuddles down into a pile of stuffies.
I look at my six-year-old daughter, the spitting image of her mother, still in awe about the fact that I'm a father.
If you had told twenty-something-year-old me that this day would ever happen, I would have bet my entire fortune against it.
We were pleasantly surprised at how quickly we became parents, and now, we can't imagine our lives any other way.
I peek my head through the door of Hunter's room to find him already passed out. Millie will be shortly behind him. These two sleep like their mom.
I pad down the hall toward the master bedroom, half expecting Caitlyn to be sprawled out in bed, snoring peacefully. Instead, I find her standing completely naked near the bed, her curves on full display. She wears only a black thong and a smile.
"And here I thought you'd be asleep," I say, grinning at my beautiful wife.
Caitlyn uses her index finger to beckon me closer, and I smirk knowingly as I approach.
She pushes me down on the bed, pulling my sweatpants and underwear off and tossing them to the side. She fists my cock, already hard from the second I walked in this room.
"Get up here," I command, pulling at her arms just as she's about to lower her mouth over me, and she pouts, ready to protest. "Straddle me.
Here." I point to my face, and the sparkle in her eyes is immediate.
She scrambles up my body and spins around.
I pull her hips down and feast on her gorgeous pussy, soaked from the mere prospect of our time together tonight.
"Oh God, Alistair. Oh yes!" Caitlyn pants, her breasts grazing my stomach as she gives into the sensations I wring from her body.
I lick her seam from front to back, focusing on her clit and thrusting my tongue into her soaked core.
Her wet, warm mouth lands on my cock a moment later, and I involuntarily thrust up.
She moans, the vibrations like heaven around my hard length.
I bury my face in her juicy cunt like a man possessed.
I've never not been obsessed with my wife.
Her moans spur me on, and I thrust my tongue into her opening, licking up her sweet nectar. It's mine. My arms are wrapped around her ass, forcing her to submit to my ministrations. I spread her cheeks wide, inserting a thumb into her tight back entrance even as I continue flicking her clit.
"Oh fuck, yes!" Caitlyn calls out as her body warns me of her impending release.
Her skin is flushed, her clit swells in my mouth, and her legs shake as I force her body to take her pleasure.
I pull my thumb in and out of her little asshole, her muscles contracting around me as she moans around my cock.
She pumps my length faster, trying to bring me over the edge with her, and I moan against her clit.
My balls tighten, but I want to hold back and wait for her.
Just as I'm about to lose control, she shatters, sobbing around my cock as her release soaks my face.
She pumps me two more times and I follow with a roar, releasing my seed into her waiting mouth as she sucks me dry.
I lick all of her release, pulling her down on top of me when she tries to move too soon.
"Mine," I growl, and her soft laugh shakes her whole body.
Finally, I let her go, and she falls to the side panting as she tries to catch her breath. I reach for her hand, and she links her fingers with mine.
We lay there for a moment of bliss, and then she gets up and saunters to the bathroom. Her round ass begs for my handprint, and I briefly wonder if she might be up for round two soon.
"You can wake me up later," she says, eyeing me over her shoulder before she closes the door to the bathroom.
When she comes out a few minutes later, a pile of money is waiting on the dresser for her.
"Payment for services rendered, Mrs. Evans."
Caitlyn narrows her eyes at me playfully, and then scoops the money up and puts it in the top dresser drawer. She has never complained about gifts or money since that day in her office, and I try to spoil her regularly.
She glides over to me, still naked, and my cock stirs like I'm a teenager again.
She lifts the covers and slides in, assuming her position as the little spoon in our bed.
I pull her warm, soft curves back against me, wondering, not for the first time, how I managed to win the heart of my lucky charm.
"I love you, my beauty," I whisper against her hair.
"I love you too, my sexy beast."