Epilogue
Nova
I groan, my back arching as Sawyer spreads my legs farther apart. He looks up at me as I watch him eat me out, taking a torturously slow lick through my heat.
“Sawyer,” I groan.
“Everythin’ okay?” he murmurs against me.
“Y-yes. Right there.”
“Here?” He circles my clit with his tongue and I buck off the bed.
“You’re a tease,” I groan.
He’s recently discovered how much I love his mouth on me, and he’s really, really good at it.
He spreads me apart, then slides his whole mouth over my clit and sucks. Holy mackerel.
I moan as he grips me under my ass, holding me in place. He groans against me and I feel the rumble all the way down to my toes.
The jolt inside me feeds my insatiable appetite for him. I can’t get enough, and neither can he.
“Sawyer,” I cry. “I’m-I’m…” I tip my head back and moan loudly as the orgasm rips through me.
He doesn’t let up, he rides me through it, then licks through my pussy, inserting a finger, sliding it in and out as I try to get my breathing under control. “You look so pretty when you come,” he tells me a little devilishly.
My eyes spring open and I push myself up to my elbows, my eyes meeting his pretty blue ones.
“You make me come a lot.”
“So that’s a lot of pretty faces.” He hooks his fingers as he’s talking, knowing I love it when he rubs my G-spot like that. Nope, it’s not elusive when Sawyer’s fingers are inside me.
“You’re driving me crazy,” I murmur.
“Really, baby? What do you want?”
“You.”
“I think you can do better.”
I watch his hand working between my legs and I want him so much. “I want your cock,” I whisper. “I want to feel you inside me.”
He grins, then wiggles his eyebrows. “Just give me one more.”
My eyes flutter closed as he licks my clit over and over and over until I’m squirming, his fingers still inside me working to send me over the edge. And when I fall, I come with an urgency that almost sucks my soul out of my body on a scream. He grins, satisfied, then crawls up my body.
I’m still suffering from the aftershocks when he slides his dick through my wet heat. My god, this man is gonna be the death of me. Although, death by orgasm sounds like a pretty good way to go.
He lines himself up and slides inside me. Sometimes it’s like this: an urgency, a need. Sometimes it’s frantic. And on occasion it’s slow, really, really slow. I don’t mind which way, as long as I have Sawyer in my arms.
“I love you,” I whisper.
He stills, seated all the way inside me. Another thing he loves is staying like this, even long after we’re done, and I love waking up with him inside me. It’s the highlight of my morning.
“I love you more,” he insists, his eyes mischievous.
“Show me.”
He tugs on my bottom lip with his teeth as he slides out, then slams back in.
He’s not gentle about it, but we both know our limits.
We are one synchronized melody when we’re like this.
We know each other, inside and out. Sawyer repeats the process, and each time I squeeze his cock, we groan in unison.
“Fuck me,” I beg him. “Please, Saw, I need it.”
“Such a greedy girl,” he mutters. “My pretty little angel takin’ my cock like this.”
I love, love, love the dirty talk, and it’s always praise, never degrading or meaningless.
One of the things I adore about him is his ability to listen and really take it in.
It was a big deal for both of us to embark on a sexual relationship after our pasts, moreso Sawyer, but I had reservations of my own, and I’ve overcome them with him.
“You fill me so good,” I tell him. “So full, baby.”
He rolls those hips, his hands digging into the pillows beside my head as he fucks me into the mattress. I fall over and over again until he’s quickening his pace and we cry out as he stills, spilling inside me as we chase our breaths.
He collapses on top of me. “Round one.”
I laugh, smacking his ass cheek playfully. “You don’t have to keep score.”
“I do when I need you, and I need you a lot.”
“You’re such a baby,” I tell him. “I was gone for one night.”
“One night too long.”
I was helping Bella at the studio with Payden, we both ended up crashing in one of the rooms because we had to get up early and help set up the community yoga class. Sawyer was working late anyway so it seemed silly going all the way across town only to come back a few hours later.
Now I’m regretting that decision.
“Tell me again why I adore you?” I ask, as he peppers my neck with kisses.
“Because I’m good in the sack.”
“That’s a big reason.”
“Ah, so you love me just for my dick?”
“That and you make a really good coffee.”
He bumps me with his hips. “Not my ravishing personality?”
I laugh. “Okay, you do have a cute laugh, and pretty eyes.”
“It’s all skin deep, Princess, you just love me for my body.”
I cup his face, staring up at him. “I love every single part of you. All of you. I often wonder how I got so lucky.”
His expression softens and he plants a soft kiss on my lips. “I’m the lucky one. Don’t ever forget it. We belong together. I’m never gonna let you go.”
“I wouldn’t want it any other way,” I say, and I mean it with every breath I take and every beat of my heart.
My Sawyer.
Finally we’re free.
Sawyer
One week later
I stare at my girl across the table.
It took a little while, but we’re finally on our first date. Okay, it may be a little backwards, but better late than never.
We’re both not entirely comfortable in crowded spaces, but the Burger Grill is a great place to eat, relax, and it’s not too formal. Plus, the music is good and the beer is cold.
“You look pretty,” I tell Nova. She’s wearing a light pink lace dress, her hair half back off her face. It hangs in long, loose curls down her back and I tried not to lose my cool when every man in this joint turned to watch her walk across the restaurant.
Jealousy is a new thing I’m coming to terms with, albeit not very well.
I trust her, it’s the guys eying her I don’t fucking trust. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and I have thought about skipping dinner to go home and pull her dress up and have my wicked way with her.
But as amazing as the sex is, we love our emotional connection and how we can talk.
It’s how we became so close, so working on that is still equally important.
“I think I’m gonna have the garden burger,” she says. “Stella and Willow have almost talked me into going vegetarian.”
“Well, I’m sure the animals will thank you if you do.” I narrow my eyes. “Wait, you’re not expectin’ me to go vego too, are you?”
“No, but we could all do with eating a little less meat and processed crap.”
I lean forward, my voice lowering. “You didn’t say that last night when you had my sausage down your throat.”
She almost chokes on her diet coke, looking around to see if anybody noticed. “Sawyer!” She dabs her mouth with a napkin. “Seriously?”
I feign innocence. “What? I know I owe you back to back orgasms after that.”
“Promises, promises.”
I take the opportunity to slide the long box over the table and her eyes widen. “Happy Birthday.”
“Hey,” she says, surprise in her tone. “My birthday isn’t until the weekend.”
“I know, but I wanted you to have it early.”
“Saw, you better not have spent a lot of money on me. I mean it.”
I kiss her long and hard. “If I wanna buy my Princess a birthday present, I will.”
“Hmm, you’re naughty. I should wait until my actual birthday."
“Open it,” he commands, making funny eyes at me. “I can’t stand the suspense.”
She shakes her head, but I know she’s just being nice. She loves gifts, and I have more for her actual birthday, but this is special and I want her to remember it on our first date.
Taking the box in her hands, she shreds the paper, then gasps. “Sawyer! This is a freaking Rolex!”
“It’s vintage,” I say quickly, “Payden helped me pick it out so if you don’t like it, blame her.”
“This is way too much!” she says, holding the heavy, gold watch in her palm. “Oh my god, it’s so pretty, though.”
With diamonds incrusted through the face, the delicate piece looks stunning against her tanned skin.
“Here, let me help you.” I flick the clasp and then slide it over her wrist. I may have been a sneak and measured it one time when she was sleeping, but it was all for the greater good. Once I clip it back into place—fitting like a glove—she pulls her arm away to admire it.
“Thank you, Sawyer.” She leans over the table and kisses me. “This really is so sweet. I love it. It’s so me.”
It is really her. Like it’s always been there, and while it may have set me back a pretty penny, she’s worth it. And she’s never on time, so this might help.
“Wear it for me tonight,” I mutter against her lips. “And nothing else.”
She grins, deepening the kiss and my dick twitches. Holy fucking hell, yes.
“I think we better eat fast and get home,” I say, then take a beat. “I also wanted to ask how you’d feel about movin’ in with me?”
Her eyes widen and she gasps. “M-move in with you?”
“I get it if you don’t want to, it’s sudden, and you can take all the time you need—”
“I want to!” she all but yells, then slaps her hands over her mouth. “I really want to,” she adds behind her cupped hands. “Yes, Sawyer!”
I grin, feeling like the happiest man alive.
I don’t know what I did to deserve this woman, but I’m gonna make sure I’m present every single day.
She’ll never have to wonder if I love her because she’ll already know.
The present was flashy, and over the top, but I love that she got a kick out of it.
The most important thing is having her by my side.
She stands, moving around the table to hug me, sitting in my lap. I don’t care if people are looking, this is MC territory anyway.
“You sure you wanna live with me?” I ask in between kisses.
“Are you sure you wanna live with me?” she fires back.
“Hm, you are pretty messy.”
“Messy?” she shrieks.
I cup her face, kissing her long and hard. “You make me so happy,” I tell her. “Let’s always be like this.”
“Always. I will love you forever.”
The words hit me right in the chest.
I love this woman, and I’m never gonna let her go. “For as long as I take my last breath,” I say. “It’s our time, baby. It’s our time.”
THE END