EPILOGUE
KAYLAH
ONE MONTH LATER
I can hardly breathe and I wouldn’t choose to be anywhere else with anyone else right now.
I take Julius’s lips into mine from the side, his groans escaping into my mouth as I continue thrusting into him with the strap on.
I’m so glad I’m not trying to play it cool anymore, because then I wouldn’t be able to desperate and lick smell every part of that I can as he lays on top of me on his back.
He finally feels at ease after being worried that he would smother be in this position, but I love feeling the weight of him on me. I love knowing that this big strong man is putting all his trust in me as I fuck him with this strap on while fucking his mouth with mine at the same time.
I reach round and squeeze the tip of his dick, feeling a jolt in my pussy as he groans into my mouth.
I continue my motion by stroking his dick, feeling my orgasm coming to the surface as his groans get louder and more intense.
Areas of his skin are met with sweat and I take in how perfectly him it smells.
I’m picking up the pace now, pummelling into him with ease and I don’t stop even when he shouts out, “This is insane. I’m coming so fucking hard.
Fuck!” It just keeps me going even more, if anything, because there’s nothing quite like watching this well put together man lose control over me.
It’s enough to send a wave of cum through me as well, which is exactly why I’m shaking on the bed right now.
The slamming of a door forces me to pry my lips off of Julius’s. “Wait, did you hear that?”
He reaches for his phone with a nod. “That’s impossible though. It’s only…fuck, it’s been two hours already.”
I slip the dildo out of him and palm my face. “How do we always lose track of time like that?”
“I have a few thoughts about that,” he says plainly.
Okay, fine, I know exactly how we get carried away.
Vivian’s voice pierces my thoughts. “Kaylah, Julius, honeys, Grandma and Grandpa are here!”
I rush off his lap because why am I still on there? “Help me get this on please,” I say as I grab my blouse from the floor. His fingers instantly begin tugging at the zip on the back.
“Fuck, the zip is stuck,” he says after a few seconds.
“Are you fucking with me?”
“I wish I was just fucking you.”
“You’re ridiculous. Is it still stuck?”
“Yeah.”
Panic courses through me as I imagine entering the front room with a dishevelled blouse that speaks clearly of my recent bedroom activities. “I can’t meet your Grandma and Grandpa like this!” Especially not for what’s supposed to be a nice Christmas dinner.
“I think I’ve got it, hold on,” he says, still playing around with the zipper. “Babe, stay still.”
“I am staying still!” I try to keep my voice as low as possible but I can’t help but raise it a little higher when I hear the laughter sounding out of his mouth. “Is someone telling a joke or something?” I say, because how is anything funny in this moment?
“I just don’t know who you think my Grandma and Grandpa are. They’ll love you whether your shirt is zipped or not.”
When he puts it like that, it doesn’t sound too bad.
But…
“They’ll know we were having sex!” I say.
“This is a pretty chilled family, babe.”
“Yeah, but like…it’s sex,” I continue, though he makes a fair point. It’s a very chilled family.
“Trust me, they know we were having sex.”
“Can we stop saying the word sex?”
The laughter returns, followed by a, “Okay, I’ll pretend you weren’t the one who said it first. Got it.”
We finish getting dressed as quickly as possible, and I check myself a few times in the mirror, making many adjustments that will hopefully prove we were doing completely innocent things up here, before feeling comfortable enough to take his hand and head downstairs.
When we go in, everyone’s standing around in the front room, all eyes on us as we make our greetings.
“Hey, Grandma. Grandpa,” he says, giving them his typical side hug. “Always good to see you guys. This is my wife, Kaylah.”
“So nice to meet you,” I say, hugging them both myself and only realising Julius’s introduction after.
“You don’t have to call her your wife, Julius,” his Grandma says, a look of amusement on her face. “We’re okay with sex outside of marriage,” she finishes and it takes me a minute…because I convince myself I didn’t just hear that. But as soon as everyone starts laughing, I just about flatline.
I think I’m sweating. I’m wiping something off my face because I suddenly feel very shy, and I’m internally cussing myself because I thought I got rid of all the evidence of what we were doing, yet it seems as if I’m the only one freaking out here because everyone else is laughing away.
Julius’s straight expression breathes some air into me, and I watch as he takes my hands in his and shakes his head at his family. “My Grandma did that because they saw your face. I told you it’s okay, darling. Breathe for me and annoy them back because trust me, they’re really annoying.”
I let out a deep breath. “I’ll just try to relax, then.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
I let out a laugh instinctively, because we’ve just practically been caught having sex by his parents and grandparents, why not confess our love for each other for the first time in front of them, too? At this point, they’re a part of our relationship but that just causes me to laugh even harder.
“I don’t know why I said it here,” Julius said, joining in with my laughter. “I’ve been wanting to say it for a while now, and I just saw your face and…”
“It’s okay, babe. I’ll let you know I love you in any location.”
“I’m so fucking lucky, I swear.” I melt into his embrace as he kisses me.
“Should we get dinner served now before the lovers go off again?” It’s his Grandpa this time, and again, they all erupt into laughter.
This time, I join in a little despite still feeling a little mortified.
I do not come from a household where we could joke about anything, let alone something like sex.
“Why are you guys so embarrassing?” Julius says.
“Welcome to this crazy ass family, Kaylah,” Dee adds with a smile.
“You can see what I have to deal with now,” Julius says but there’s a fondness in his tone that I adore.
“I think I kind of like it,” I say honestly, and the same thought remains in my mind for the rest of the holiday that we spend with them.
At the beginning of the year I thought I would be spending Christmas alone and I made my peace with it.
But this is better than anything I could have conjured up by myself.