Epilogue

Ten Years Later

Mina

The credits roll and I yawn, stretching as I straighten up to look around. I chuckle when I notice two sets of dark heads slumped over their seats, their breathing even. The youngest of our three kids is lying in my husband's arms fast asleep, too.

"I would be offended that my own kids slept through my movie if they didn't look so adorable," I say, blinking when the lights in the home theatre come on.

"That's because we've seen the movie a million times, Mommy!" whines a small voice and I turn to find our nine-year-old, Rocky, staring at me, his eyes sleepy.

"Blame your father, I wanted to watch the new Disney movie, but he chose this one," I say. Alex won the rock-paper-scissors game during dinner and got the chance to pick what film to watch on movie night. I'm not entirely convinced he didn't cheat at the game and neither is my son from the way he narrows those blue eyes that bear a striking resemblance to his father.

"It's my favorite movie. Anything my wife stars in is my favorite movie," Alex says, getting up with the toddler in his arms before leaning down to kiss me. "You were amazing in this movie, Angel. Let me put this one to bed and we can watch the sequel."

Rocky whines and jumps out of his seat. "I'm going to bed!" he announces, patting his twin, Dex, on the shoulder and waking him. The two walk out of the entertainment room and Alex follows behind them carrying our sleeping daughter with him. He's gone for twenty minutes before he walks back into the room and settles down next to me.

"Are you really going to make me watch the sequel? Rocky is right, we can't keep watching the same movies over and over just because I star in them," I whine, turning to my husband, surprised to find those heated eyes trained on me.

"Who says we're going to watch anything?"

I blink at him. "You just told our son that…" My eyes widen with realization, and I gasp. "Oh my God, Alex. Please don't tell me you sent our kids to bed so you could sleep with the actress. That's not very nice of you."

"I don't want to be nice, not tonight!" he growls, taking my hand and bringing it to his lips, those beautiful blue eyes on me when he does so. Once again, I prove myself wrong by falling deeper in love with him. It seems there isn't an end to falling for my husband and I've been falling, continuously dropping into a deep abyss and I know there is no coming back for me.

Alex has been nothing short of perfect from the moment he took me away from my little rundown apartment and brought me to his home. I was scared that by dating me, he would receive negative press but the rumors only fueled anticipation for his music video especially when his fans heard that his lover was featured in it. Despite his massive success over the years, "Love Affair" is still his most successful music video with nearly a billion streams. It's the same project that had film companies reaching out and practically tripping over each other to get me to read their scripts.

Everything fell into place when Alex came back into my life. My acting career became a success and I spent my first check investing in my best friend's cocktail bar. I even set her up with Alex's manager, Ben, whom Sheila lovingly refers to as her nerd. Pretty ironic that she would be the one to fall for the nerd.

I smile at the thought and Alex catches on it, "What's so funny?"

"You," I say with a laugh. "I can't believe you sent the kids away so you could get some."

His lips twitch in a grin. "And will I… get some?"

"You deserve ‘some' for being such a great husband and father," I say, getting up from my chair and watching with amusement as his eyes fire up when I drop to my knees in front of him. I smirk when I notice the massive bulge growing and pushing against his sleeping pants, my sex clenching needily at the thought of having that monster inside of me. "I'll make you feel good, Daddy," I whisper, biting my lip as I tug at the strings on his pants.

He lets out a shuddering breath when I slip my hand into his pants and grab his cock in my hand, stroking it into full hardness before I lean down for a taste. My eyes flutter to a close and a whimper climbs my throat when his taste floods my tongue at the first lick.

"Fuck!" he groans, his head tipping back and falling against the headrest. "Goddamnit, Angel. Take it. Take Daddy's cock into that sexy little mouth!"

And I do, sliding his rigid shaft between my lips and wrapping my mouth around his thickness. I moan when he slides those long fingers into my hair and wraps it around his fist, pulling me to take more of him and I try but God, he's built like a beast, and I choke on his cock. Tears well in my eyes but I don't pull back, the urge to please him making me bob my head on his mouth, his sharp intake of breath telling me all I need to know about how well I'm doing.

"Fucking hell, Mina!" he growls, and I look up to find him watching me, his eyes glazed with lust and need. Need that has always been present for me. Only me.

It's always been him for me too.

I bring my hand to the base of his cock, stroking his thickness as I try to cram more of his shaft into my mouth but it's impossibly huge and I can only take so much of him. My teeth accidently graze his length, and he jolts on the seat, his abdomen clenching tightly as a deep guttural sound rips out of his throat. His eyes go wild and his veins pulse visibly against his skin.

"Fuck!" he roars, pulling me away from his cock and I can tell he is seconds from coming. In a matter of seconds, he's on his feet and bending me on the seat he was seated in earlier. He tears my shorts down my thighs and enters my drenched sex before I can grip the arm of the chair to steady myself.

"Oh, Daddy!" I cry out when he slams forward, impaling me with his massive length. I'm damp with arousal, dripping for the man and he takes the green light to pound his cock into me with such violent thrusts they send my back arching and toes curling. He grips my hips, his fingers digging into my skin and rolls his hips, letting me feel every inch of his massive girth. "Faster," I sob, my body begging for that sweet release that only he can offer me.

I don't need to ask him twice as he angles himself and wraps his hand around my hair before pounding into me in fast strokes, riding my sex harder and faster until my body is a trembling mess. "Is this how you want it, Daddy riding your wet little cunt?"

"Yes, it feels so good, Daddy," I moan which quickly morphs into a pleasured sob when his free hand finds my clit and he rubs it in firm circles.

"I'm going cream this pussy, bury my seed so far in your cunt you'll be feeling me for a week!"

His hips slam upward, and I feel the pressure between my legs grow, tethering too close to explosion. "Yes, Daddy," I sob, the hot friction on my clit sparking faster and when it lights, the orgasm burst out of me with a scream. Alex's finger stays strumming my clit through the orgasm, my pleasure mingling with his as he comes with a growl, his muscles stilling a second before he floods me with his release. It's beautiful, how he comes apart in my arms, and special how only I get to see this side of him.

His fans get to see the hot rock star who belongs to one of the biggest bands in the world and he gets to bless them with his amazing talent, but I get both. The rockstar and the devoted husband and a father who adores his kids.

Alex pulls out of me, and I feel his hot release roll down my inner thigh, but I barely focus on that I spin around to face my husband, looping my arms around his shoulder and brushing my mouth over his jaw, neck, and chin, whatever I can reach. "I love you," I whisper, nuzzling his neck and soaking in his strong masculine scent. "Always will."

Alex wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me flush against him before saying the words back to me, his voice thick with emotions and I fall for him a little deeper. I realize once more that there is truly no bottom to falling for this man.

I doubt there ever will be.

~The End