Epilogue
ONE YEAR LATER…
She did it.
My wife went to school, graduated, gave birth to our beautiful son, and is now one day away from opening her own bakery and espresso shop. She is on fire. My wife is making the world her oyster, and I couldn’t be prouder of her.
“Hikaru is finally asleep,” I say with a tired sigh as I walk into our bedroom. We named him after my father. My wife doesn’t look up from the papers that are strewn in front of her. That isn’t going to do at all. “Evaline!”
Startled, she drops the papers in her hand on the floor and looks up at me. “What?”
“I’ve been standing here trying to get your attention. Have you heard a word I’ve said?”
“Um…” She looks up at me sheepishly.
“Hikaru is finally asleep,” I repeat.
She blinks at me, confusion fluttering over her face. “Okay…”
“Stop working and come give me a fucking blow job.”
Laughter bubbles over her lips.
“Are you serious?”
Am I serious? Of course I’m serious.
“I’ve been caring for our son all day,” I remind her as I stomp toward her. “All frigging day when all he would do is cry and cry and cry.”
“Infants cry, honey.”
I let out a low growl. “Except that the only reason he is crying is because my chest doesn’t have tits.”
My wife lets out another full-bellied laugh.
“Well, he doesn’t get my tits either,” she points out. “That’s why he gets a bottle.”
Placing my hands on either side of her, I lean down until our lips are barely an inch apart.
“He knows I’m not you,” I grit out. “All he wants is you. All day, every day. But you’re too busy up here being Mrs. Successful.”
Another laugh that has my cock hardening in my pants like no one’s business. Damn, I’m married. I shouldn’t have blue balls this bad.
“What are you trying to tell me, Mr. Mom?” Evaline licks her lips, her eyes filling with uncontrolled desire.
“I already told you.” I straighten up, unbuckle my belt, and lower my zipper, freeing my aching cock. “I want a blow job.”
With a smirk on her lips, Evaline wraps her fingers around the base of my shaft and strokes me slowly, teasingly. Every touch ignites a fire within me, driving me wild with desire.
“Well, I better be sure you get the full benefits package,” she murmurs in a husky voice that sends shivers down my spine. No matter how many times we come together like this, I can never get enough of her, and I know I never will.
Her warm breath fans over my skin as she leans forward, her pink tongue darting out to lick the bead of pre-cum off the tip of my cock. Her grip tightens around me as she takes me into her mouth, her skilled technique working its magic on every nerve ending in my body.
I can’t help but let out a low groan as she continues to pleasure me with her mouth, her hands gently massaging my balls while her fingers expertly tease all the right spots. The sounds she makes only add to the intense pleasure I’m feeling, reminding me of the passionate noises she makes when I’m inside her.
As she takes me deeper into the hot depths of her throat, I can feel her muscles constricting around me, adding even more sensations to the already overwhelming pleasure. My breaths become shallower and faster as I reach the brink of release.
“God, you’re so good,” I moan, grabbing a fistful of her hair and thrusting myself farther into her welcoming mouth. She gags slightly at first, tears forming at the corners of her beautiful eyes, but she never stops or complains.
Her pace intensifies, and it’s clear she wants nothing more than to completely satiate me. And as I finally reach my peak and release into her mouth, she eagerly swallows every drop with a satisfied sparkle in her eyes. She pulls back with a wicked grin on her face, her pink tongue darting out to lick every inch of me clean.
With a sense of blissful contentment, I tuck myself back into my pants and lean down to claim her swollen lips in a searing kiss. My tongue dances with hers, savoring the taste of me that lingers on her lips and mouth.
“Best benefit package ever,” I whisper against her lips, my heart overflowing with love and desire for this incredible woman who never fails to leave me completely satisfied.
Later, when we are both satiated and lying in our bed, I pull her to my chest and place a kiss on the top of her head.
“I love you,” I murmur.
“Forever and for always.”
Forever and for always.
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