Epilogue
Julie
Eleven-ish Months Later
“The turkey smells amazing,” I said as I walked into the kitchen and watched the muscles in Gage’s arm flex as he basted it before popping it back into the oven.
“Thank you, my love. But if you keep staring at me like that, no one but me is going to eat this Thanksgiving.”
“Because you don’t want to share your turkey? What kind of inn are you trying to run?” I teased, chewing my lower lip as his heated gaze collided with mine.
“Because I don’t plan to do anything but eat your pussy, and that’s not something I will ever share,” he replied with a slight growl in his tone.
Fucking hot.
“Do we have time for that?” I asked as he stepped into my space, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me against his chest.
“Daisy is at Patrick’s, working on a surprise craft project with your mother. They won’t be over for an hour, if not later. I don’t know what they’re doing, but Patrick was bitching about pinecones.”
“I vaguely remember him mentioning something about them.” I laughed and shook my head.
“You should listen more to what your brother says.”
I shrugged my shoulders and tried to fight the grin that threatened to take over as he tickled my sides.
“Ever since he moved here, all he’s done is complain about the cold and how Travis tracks everything in the house. I told him not to get a puppy...”
“Yeah, but Daisy was the one who asked for it. You said she couldn’t have one here.”
“Yep. Just like I said she couldn’t bring those pinecones into this house. I know a thing or two about kids and dogs,” I teased, scrunching my face.
“Well, I just happen to know a thing or two about multiple orgasms. Why don’t we take this conversation to the bedroom and see what else we can learn?” He wiggled his eyebrows playfully as I turned and ran out of the kitchen and down the hall to our room.
I laughed nervously as I felt him behind me, knowing that at any second, he would have me pinned to the bed and doing merciless things to my body.
It wasn’t that I didn’t want him to do those things.
I was nervous because he wasn’t the only one with something in the oven, and today was the day I was going to share the news with him.
I felt his hands wrap around my waist before they slid up and caressed my breasts, his chest warm and hard against my back. He nudged my head to the side as he kissed my neck, sending shivers across my skin.
“I’ve been waiting all day to get my hands on you,” he whispered in my ear, sending another shiver through me.
“Well, that’s disappointing because it’s your cock I’ve been waiting for.”
He spun me around, his gaze heated and playful as he arched an eyebrow at me and let his hands fall from my body. I immediately missed his touch.
“Okay, okay,” I said with a giggle as I held my hands up. “I like your hands on me, too.”
“What else?”
“Your mouth.” I chewed my lip as I thought about the other night when he’d made love to me and how I had to keep from screaming so we didn’t wake Daisy. But after the third orgasm in a row, it was hard to stay quiet. “God, I fucking love your mouth.”
“Well, I love you fucking my mouth. Now, be a good girl and lie on the bed.”
I grinned as I tucked my thumbs into my waistband to lower my leggings when he stopped me and shook his head. Instead, he got to his knees and slowly pulled them down as his head lingered right next to my aching pussy. He helped steady me as I stepped out of them, leaving me bare before him.
He licked his lips and grinned devilishly before leaning in and sliding his tongue along my slit.
I gasped and arched my back as my finger gripped his short hair. He licked again, taking his time teasing me before inserting a finger and fucking me with it.
“Fuck, baby. You’re so wet for me,” he moaned, pulling away slightly to speak before he leaned in and started sucking my clit while adding a second finger inside of me.
I nodded, my body too aroused and in need of an orgasm to answer him right now.
One hand gripped my ass while the other turned so his fingers hit my G-spot, torturing me in the most beautiful way as stars flashed behind my eyes and I crumbled from one of the best orgasms of my life.
My pussy spasmed as he slowly pulled away and looked up at me, still grinning.
“I planned to eat you on the bed, but this worked too.”
“This definitely worked,” I agreed with a contented sigh. “But now I need you to fuck me like you do when no one is here so I can be as loud as I want.”
“That I can do. Get on the bed, ass up and facing the wall.”
I did as he asked, glancing over my shoulder as I heard him pull a condom from the nightstand.
“You don’t need it,” I said cautiously, pulling my lower lip between my teeth.
He stopped and looked at me, watching me intently as he processed my words. Then his eyebrows shot up on his forehead as he looked from my face to my stomach.
“Are you—?”
I nodded, knowing he couldn’t get the word out because I hadn’t been able to yet either.
I took a test last night when I noticed I was a few days late.
I had thought about telling him the news when I found out, but our family was there and I wasn’t ready to tell everyone just yet.
Plus, we had been busy with all of the food prep for today, so there wasn’t much time.
“Fuck, baby. Really?”
I laughed, loving the smile that was on his face as he tossed the condom back in the drawer and walked over to me.
“I’m going to be a dad?”
“You are,” I confirmed, the words feeling wonderful to say. “We’re having a baby.”
“Fuck yeah, we are. I know it’s not possible, but I’m going to knock you up again. I want you to have all of my babies.”
“Maybe we try one at a time, see how that goes,” I teased.
He climbed onto the bed and gave my ass a sharp slap, making me gasp as my pussy ached again.
“Okay. Fine. You can knock me up all you want. Just give me that cock,” I moaned as he pressed the tip of it against my entrance while he kissed my neck.
He gripped my hips tightly and slid in, his cock stretching me in the best way.
I planted my hands firmly on the bed and let my head hang forward as I popped my ass up, allowing him in deeper.
He groaned along with me as he pulled out and then slammed back inside, fucking me hard, the way I loved it.
“I can’t believe you’re having my baby,” he said with a hiss as I clenched around his cock. “Fuck, baby. You’re going to make me come if you keep doing that.”
“Fuck me harder and I won’t make you come just yet.”
I knew he was already fucking me as hard as I could handle, but I loved taunting him to see just how much I could get out of him.
He reached forward and gently pressed my back forward as he used his knee to nudge my legs open slightly.
I rested my face against the mattress and grinned when he fucked me hard and fast, my pussy aching as he hit my G-spot repeatedly until I came, squirting endlessly as he came with me.
I was thankful for many things this year, but sex with Gage was currently at the top of my list—right after my family and good health.
There were a lot of new things happening for us with the inn opening soon and a baby on the way, but I knew that as long as I had my family, everything would be alright.