Epilogue Rich
December arrives and with it comes the snow. I’ve recently learned that snow is Kimber’s favorite thing in the world, more than fall leaves or stars. We stood outside on the first day of the month freezing our asses off so she could dance in the snow.
I sketched that too, she just doesn’t know it yet. She was busy living her best life.
I lightly kiss the side of her neck and she whimpers in her sleep. We’re supposed to go to S&S in a few hours, but I can’t wait that long to feel her. Even after a wild night chasing her, I still like to wake her up in the mornings feeling me.
“Good girl,” I say, kneading her ass with one hand. We’re on our sides, my cock lazily stroking in and out of her with a slow, controlled movement of my hips, and her body sways in time with mine. “You take me so well.”
Sleeping Kimber moans and continues to let me fuck her, my eyes drifting to her arms. She fell last night because of the snow, and there’s a decent scrape on her forearm. It sticks out against the grey sheets we’re sleeping on, and covers parts of her scars.
Rolling her nipple between my fingers, I can feel her pulsing around me. There’s a stack of toys on the bedside table behind me, because once Kim learned that I make sample products she wanted me to bring all the new ones upstairs and test everything.
It’s been a lot of fun. I particularly like the vibrator that attaches to my watch. She still wears that necklace with the tracker, and although she never really turns it on, I like knowing I can find her if something bad ever happens.
Kim sighs loudly, and I shift my grip from her chest down to toy with her clit.
We’ve been at this for a while, even if she’s been asleep the whole time.
I haven’t let her cum, taking my time using her, and she’s starting to notice.
Her ass grinds back against me, but her breathing is still soft, and I haven’t woken her up yet.
Still, this is my favorite surprise when she opens her eyes.
She gasps when I bite her throat, and I drag my tongue over the mark when she whimpers, her hips slamming back into me suddenly. There we are.
“Uhh,” Kimber moans, one hand coming to press over mine against her clit and she whimpers. “Rich-”
“Cum for me, Dreamer,” I say, tapping my fingers against her clit quickly. She breaks around me with a sudden, violent cry, her other hand coming up to grip my arm like she could stop for me.
Kim curses, bowing against me, and I slide my tongue over the mark on her throat again before pulling back. She squeezes my cock hard as she orgasms, and it's enough to push me over the edge too.
“I should’ve known,” she says sleepily, her body sagging again, “that we’d wake up like this.”
She rocks her ass back into me, and I growl low in my throat before sliding my cock free. “Careful, Dreamer. I can always go for another round. You know that.”
Kim laughs, standing up. It gives me a chance to tear off the condom as she heads for the bathroom, calling back to me. “Are we still going tonight?”
I smirk to myself, running a hand through my hair. “Shower first. We’re celebrating, remember?”
She peers back out at me. “It’s not a big deal, Rich.”
“See, that’s the problem,” I counter, crossing to join her in the bathroom. The water is already on in the shower, and I can feel the heat just beyond the glass door. “When good things happen in life you’re supposed to celebrate them.”
Biting her lip, Kim keeps her gaze on the reflection in the mirror instead of responding. There’s a lot of things that changed since her last court date, and it’s all kind of piled up over the past few weeks until she couldn’t avoid some type of celebration.
Leaning down, I kiss her cheek. “You quit working for Bobby.”
“Bobby cried about that.”
I grin to myself. I still do deliveries to his store, but I like knowing Kim isn’t involved with that place anymore. The lack of security always made me nervous for her. “You moved out of your apartment.”
“And took over your house,” she says, lifting one shoulder.
This time I smile at her in the mirror. She put a lot of stuff in the spare room, mostly because she seemed too stressed out about trying to integrate her things with mine.
Now that everything is here, she can move things out of what I’m calling storage and take up more and more space as she’s comfortable.
“You’re having a girl’s day with Laci.”
“Ugh, don’t remind me. That still stresses me out.”
I chuckle. “She means well. She’s just intense.”
“Yeah, she is. She’s got half the regulars from Sins all meeting at Emilio’s.”
I snort, imagining how Emilio will feel about that. Technically, it’s Emilio and Laci’s place, but I never hear anyone say it like that. Even Laci gives you a weird look when you ask. “I’m sure he’s thrilled.”
“He’ll come around I think,” she says, but there’s still an uncomfortable note in her voice. “I mean, Laci said he’ll be on his best behavior and try to not be grouchy. She still feels bad about Jonah.”
I grimace and pull back, tugging off my sweats as she strips off the nightgown.
Jonah’s parents haven’t caused any more issues since David tore their case apart in court, but he’s still a sore subject with me.
I don’t blame Kimber for her struggles after being with him, but part of me will always blame Emilio.
He could’ve said more, and my brain will never stop thinking that.
Still, I’m also keenly aware that he’s protective, and he wouldn’t do something to cause further harm. But he’s not done much to make up for the past either.
“Come on,” Kim urges, dragging me into the shower. “No more talk about me.”
I scoff, pushing her gently under the hot water as we walk in. She tilts her head back, letting water cascade down her skin. She’s busy wetting her hair when I speak again. “You finished your third AA meeting today.”
She peeks at me with one eye, slapping the water towards me. I’m still barely wet. “That’s not a big deal.”
“Going to the meetings is,” I say, stepping close. She eyes me beneath the water as I reach past her and grab the shampoo I’ve learned she favors, squeezing some into my palm before working it between my hands and into her hair. Her eyes fall shut again. “And you’re my business partner.”
Her brows draw together as I massage her scalp. “That’s one title for a glorified organizer.”
“You do more than organize,” I say, smirking. She can’t see that with the water, but it doesn’t stop me. “You fixed my office, which I haven’t bothered to organize in years. And you fixed my online payments, my inventory issues, and made lists. A lot of lists.”
“I like lists.”
I turn her gaze back to me once the shampoo is washed out, and she smiles before stepping out of the water to reach for her soap bottle on the shelf. She lets me rinse off before she speaks again.
“And… you still agreed to go back to Euphoria.”
I smile and tilt back my head, feeling her hands tracing down the lines of my body. “That was the agreement, Dreamer. We have to try the primal month out again. This time I think you’ll have more fun now that you’re worried about less.”
“So, Christmas at a hot springs,” she replies, moving her hand away. I tilt my head forward to see her squeezing out the conditioner. “I’ll be honest, that’s probably going to be the nicest thing I’ve ever done for a holiday.”
“Good,” I tell her, reaching out to cup her cheek. I’ve told her this before, but I say it again. “I like giving you firsts.”
Her eyes are softer as we finish the shower, her gaze mostly unfocused as we wash each other. This has become a habit, and we go through the motions like a routine. We’re mostly clean when Kimber’s hand finds my partially hard cock, her fingers wrapping around the base to give me a long stroke.
My hand falls against the shower wall with a groan. “Kim…”
She hesitates, falling to her knees as she brushes back her wet hair. Round blue eyes peer up at me from the floor. “No. Call me the other name,”
I soften my gaze, stroking her hair back. “Brynne, put your lips around my cock.”
She hums and leans forward, tracing the head with her tongue before sucking me deeper into her mouth. I moan, keeping my hand on the back of her head. She decided last week that maybe her name wasn’t a curse, and she didn’t mind hearing me call her Brynne from time to time.
But she’ll always be Kim to me. My little Dreamer.
I fuck her throat for a few minutes, but we’re short on time if we want to make it to S&S for their showcase tonight.
We skipped last week because of the auctions they’ve started holding, but this week is supposed to be a spectacular show.
And they have a Christmas party next weekend, just before the holiday. Kim’s really excited about that part.
Popping my cock free from her mouth, I pull her up and press her to the shower wall. She opens her legs for me unbidden, and my cock nestles between her legs.
Kissing her throat, she moans for me as I nip at her skin. There’s still a mark from earlier, and I bite the same spot until she cries out, her thighs trembling for me. She’s going to be such a pretty mess tonight when we go and sit in the theater for the show.
Pressing the head of my cock to her pussy, I reach back towards the shower.
I purposefully upgraded my shower head shortly after she moved in, and she loves the new additions.
“Now, Dreamer, let me hear that pretty voice again. If you’re my good girl, I’ll make you see the stars again too before we leave tonight. ”