Epilogue
GARETH
Five years later…
I never thought a happily ever after was possible for me. Then I met her.
Now I’m parked outside the care facility where my wife works, catching glimpses of her through the windows every now and then. I know I’m torturing myself. Teasing myself with tiny tastes when I’m starving for a full meal, but I can’t keep myself away.
We don’t always get chances like this now that we have our daughter, Amy.
But tonight, Sarah is watching her. Amy takes after both of us.
She’s detail-oriented like me but has a sense of humor she gets from her mom.
I love her with all my heart, but I sometimes laugh when I picture her dating as a teenager.
It’s going to take a strong man to handle her.
Briar is an RN now, after finishing her nursing degree with flying colors, and I’m back to being a detective. Most cops never see their wives. I see mine at least three times a day. I make goddamn sure of it.
Whether it’s me swinging by in the cruiser for a quickie in the back seat or sneaking into a storage closet at her job, we never go a full day without getting our hands on each other.
I was reinstated less than a week after the charges against Felch came down, all thanks to Briar’s recording. Then it was like the flood gates were opened.
Countless others poured in, accusing Felch of misconduct, blackmail, bribes, and all kinds of conduct unbecoming of a captain. He was sentenced that year to twenty-five years in prison. And the ironic thing? I didn’t even want his job.
Being captain is a lot of politics and bureaucracy. I like being out on the street. Investigating, gathering clues, interacting with people I know I can help.
Briar’s mom finally got the help she needed. She’s clean and sober now going on three years and is dating a guy named Ron, who I actually kind of like. We have them over from time to time and are making more of an effort to include them in our daily life.
It’s not perfect, but we’re working on it.
My wife’s hair flashes in the light as she makes her way up the hallway. I watch through the windows as she stops and slowly turns. Her eyes meet mine and sparkle.
There she is. My love. My one and only.
Even now, after half a decade, my body still responds the same way when I see her. My heartrate increases, blood floods to my center, and my hands flex as I picture running them over every inch of her body.
I beckon to her with my hand, desperate to have her. We had a moment in my car at lunch, but it was brief, and I’m hungry for more. She smiles and nods, then disappears for a moment. I know she’s grabbing her things from the staff office and start to stiffen with expectation.
Then the door opens.
Watching her walk toward me through the parking lot is like watching a model stride down the runway. Even in her nursing scrubs, I feel like the luckiest man on earth getting a glimpse of her beauty.
The way her hips sway…the curve of her breasts…her hair…her long legs…
I’m foaming at the mouth by the time she reaches the door, tugs it open, and slides in beside me.
“Why, Detective, are you investigating me?” she asks, chin down, eyes blazing.
“I am.” I nod, hooking my thumb under the hem of her shirt. “You are being charged with being way too sexy to be out in public.”
My wife beams at me, leaning closer, filling my nostrils with her sweet scent. “And the penalty for that is…?”
Hungrily, I slip my hand up her shirt and cup her breast, kneading the soft flesh. “To have your brains fucked out by me.”
Briar lets out a soft moan as I slide my hand between her legs and apply pressure. Even through the fabric, I can feel her arousal. I’m hard, she’s wet. We’re both dying for each other.
I put the car in drive and pull around to the empty parking lot at the end of the street. I’ve lost count of just how many times I’ve come here with Briar. It might as well belong to us by now.
I’ve barely got the thing in park before she’s undoing my pants and pulling out my cock. The warmth and wetness of her mouth draws a growl from my lips, and I let my head fall back as she takes me all the way down, just like I taught her.
“Good girl,” I praise, stroking the back of her head as she tongues my shaft. “You’re so good…”
Reaching around behind her, I slide my hand down her pants and find her slit, dripping and ready for me. Part of me wants to just sit back and let her service me, but I’m too desperate to be inside her.
With one hand, I grab her ass and lift her onto my lap, tugging her pants down to her ankles as I do. We lock eyes as I set her down onto my hard-on, stretching her soaked channel as I give her every inch.
“Daddy…” she whimpers, sparking my excitement to a whole new level. “Fuck me, Daddy.”
Taking a fistful of her hair, I tilt her chin back and plant kisses all over her neck. “I can’t get enough of you, you know that?” I lift her shirt and find her nipples with my lips. “You’ve got me addicted. Addicted to you.”
I feel her body temperature rising as she grinds on my cock, rocking her sweet hips against my thighs. I can’t even count how many times we’ve been together, but every time, we find some new way to please each other. I will never grow tired of this woman.
My woman.
“I’m gonna come already, Daddy,” she whimpers. “Please, come with me?”
That’s all she has to say to get me there.
The tension rises in my balls, and I stiffen inside her to the point of no return. I push deeper, and a sensation hits me that shocks me.
“I don’t feel your IUD,” I whisper. Not all men may be able to feel their wife’s IUD, but I’m long enough that I can. She got it after Amy, just so I wouldn’t accidentally get her pregnant while we were both so busy. “Did you take it out?”
She leans back and looks deep in my eyes, a mischievous look on her face. “It’s time.”
“Christ, I love you,” I tell her.
“I love you too,” she gasps, her eyes welling up with tears.
“I’m gonna fill your pussy, baby. Soak your womb with my cum.”
“B-breed me,” she stammers as her body begins to convulse. Her hips quiver and rock in staggered rhythm as I bury my inches deep inside her. “Give me all of it!”
I grab her ass as I go off, pinning her down on my cock, making sure she takes every drop of my release.
I grip her tight and lock her in my arms, her breasts pressing against my chest, our hearts beating in sync. As my orgasm rips through me, I lose myself in the moment, in just how thankful I am for every piece of my life. For the happiness she’s given me.
Before we met, I was a broken man. I was sure I’d never be moved by anything again. But the universe brought her to me, and she brought me back to life. We built a life together, and nothing will ever drive us apart.
I hold her tightly, knowing we’ll be the best parents. That we’ll do anything and everything to provide for our family. And ten months later, our family expands as my wife gives birth to a beautiful baby boy.
And I will never let any of them out of my sight.
My wife. My children. My family. Forever.
THE END