Epilogue
Valentine’s Day
Cory
I use my key to sneak into Livvy’s dorm room just before the sun rises—knowing that her sister is still out of town with her fiancé—before I quietly strip and make my way to her bed. I watch her sleeping soundly as I grip the base of my dick to ease the pressure building at what I’m about to do.
This is something I’ve thought about since the first night I spent in this bed with her. That fleeting thought became a driving fantasy when I edged her sleeping body one morning until she woke up, begging for the release I’d denied her in her sleep. Today, that fantasy becomes a reality.
I pull the covers back, revealing her body and the sight of her little boy shorts and one of my t-shirts has me and my dick salivating. I don’t hold back my groan. Livvy sleeps like the dead, so there’s no fear of waking her unless I edge her body to the point of pain. Which is tempting, knowing how ravenous she’d be if I did that again. But I have other plans this time.
I gently push her shoulder until she’s lying on her back before pulling her underwear down her legs and settling myself between them and running my hands up the insides of her thick thighs. Using my thumbs to spread her open, I inhale her arousal. Her body knows what’s happening even if she’s blissfully unaware.
“Mmm, look at my pretty girl getting wet for me.” I hum my approval as her hips wiggle wantonly at my voice.
I suck her clit into my mouth and flick my tongue as I rub my thumbs along her inner lips, gently coaxing her arousal to the surface without waking her. When I hear the tell-tale whimper from her sleeping mouth, I know it’s time.
I take her hands, lacing my fingers with hers as I kiss my way up her body until the head of my dick is notched at her entrance. Holding her hands beside her head, I push into her slowly. I have to bite down on my lip to stop myself from coming when her hands grip mine instinctively as she moans in her sleep.
“That’s my good girl,” I praise her as I pull back and thrust into her harder. “Your body knows who it belongs to, doesn’t it?”
I continue my slow pumps—relishing the way her hips match my rhythm even in sleep—until I feel her walls clamping down on me as her orgasm starts.
I force my body still as I lean down to whisper in her ear. “Time to wake up, pretty girl .”
When she continues to writhe on me without opening her eyes, I nip at her ear before repeating my words a little louder.
“Shh, it’s just me, baby,” I say when her body freezes as she wakes to see me looming over her. I tighten my grip when she attempts to pull her hands from mine. “No, you don’t, pretty girl . You’re already there. I just wanted to see your eyes when you come on my cock.”
She struggles again when I pick up my pace, fucking her harder than before.
“Use your safe word if you want me to stop.” I pause just long enough to see her shake her head before I start to fuck her even harder. “Then, you’re just going to have to take it,” I growl as I pummel into her. I’m fucking her harder than I usually do…because I’ve held back as long as I can.
She asked for this, and I’d been too afraid of losing her to actually go through with it before now. But we’re solid. It’s time for me to trust her the way she’s trusted me.
Even knowing all that, I have to force myself to keep going when she whimpers, “Stop.”
“Not until you come on my cock, pretty girl ,” I tell her before leaning forward to bite her pouting lip.
She lifts her hips in an attempt to buck me off of her, but her protests turn to moans when all it does is give me a better angle to hit her g-spot.
I release one of her hands to grip her hip and hold her there as I hit it over and over until she’s screaming out her release and I fall over the edge right with her.
Livvy
Merry Christmas, pretty girl. ” Cory’s voice is raspy as I snuggle into his side.
It was so hard to pretend I didn’t want him, but the exhilaration of knowing that he wouldn’t stop without my safe word was out of this world. I loved it.
“It’s Valentine’s Day, bad boy. ” I giggle.
“It’s always Christmas when I’m with you.” He pulls me against him to kiss my forehead. “That wasn’t too much was it?”
I shake my head. “It was perfect.”
He lets out a sigh of relief before sitting up. “Good. Now, get up. We’ve got an appointment at Ink Runners. ”
“What? Why?” I ask as I sit up to watch him get dressed.
“My pretty girl deserves flowers on Valentine’s Day. I’m getting her the kind that won’t ever die.” He shrugs.
“Hell yes!” I squeal as I jump up and rush to my dresser.
“Do you like it?” Maxine asks as I turn my arm side to side, admiring the roses trailing from my shoulder to my elbow in the mirror.
“I love it!” I tell her honestly before turning to look at Cory. “And I love you!”
“I love you, pretty girl .” He opens his arms to catch me as I leap into his arms.
“Awww,” Maxine coos. “You two are too damn sweet for my shop. Go enjoy your evening so I can get out of here and enjoy mine.” She bounces her eyebrows, making Cory groan.
“That’s our cue, baby,” he says as he drops me to my feet.
“Well, you did it, bad boy ,” I say as we reach his motorcycle parked in front of the tattoo shop.
“I did what?” He pauses before putting his helmet on his head.
I grab my helmet and put it on my head before flipping the visor up to tell him, “You made the nice list .”
The End