Epilogue

EPILOGUE

DECLAN

ONE YEAR LATER

I look up from the grill at my wife. She’s holding our three-month-old son, Murphy, in her arms. We are having a backyard barbecue. My brothers are standing by me, drinking beer. Mickey is staring at Connie like she hangs the moon, and she’s not giving him the time of day. Bobby and I find this funny, as only brothers can do. Dad and Sarah are in the kitchen.

Murphy starts crying. I hand Bobby the spatula and move toward August. I take Murphy from her, and we make our way into the house, straight into the nursery. I change his diaper quickly and hand him to her. She’s breastfeeding. It shouldn’t turn me on, but it does. I haven’t told her, but she knows. She smiles at me once Murphy has had his fill and is sleeping.

“I didn’t know I could be so happy,” she whispers as she puts him down in his crib.

“Me either. Come with me.”

“We’ve got a house full of guests.”

“We’ll just have to be quiet, won’t we?” I take her hand and lead her across the hall into our bedroom. I close and lock the door behind us.

“It’s been so long, Dec,” she says as I lick up the side of her neck.

“I know, baby. I know.” My cock is so unbelievably hard. I wanted to give her time to heal and bond with our son, but I need this. I need her.

No other words are needed as I pull the front of her dress down. She reaches between us and opens my jeans, pulling my cock out. She grips me in her fist, pumping me. Her tits are bigger than usual, and I fucking love it. I suck her perfect nipples into my mouth before licking down her body. I lift her up and hold her against the wall. I slide into her slowly, our eyes connected. The moment is primal. She moves with me as I take her. Her pussy feels so fucking good wrapped around me so tight. So right. She’s everything to me. I look down to where we are connected, and my cock swells impossibly larger inside of her.

“I love you, August,” I groan, ready to come.

“You know I love you too, Dec. Now, please. I need more, please,” she begs, making me slam back into her. She squeals in delight as I fuck her. Being quiet is out the fucking window. Her pussy pulses on my dick, squeezing me. She puts her hands on my lower back under my shirt and digs her nails into my skin. I’ve got her pressed into the wall, and her legs are wrapped around my waist. I fuck into her harder and harder. Over and over, I drive my cock as far into her as I can. Reaching between us, I rub her clit until she comes. Then I fill her with my seed. There’s so fucking much of it; I pull out, still coming. I’ve loved her for so long; nothing can ever change that.

“You are so fucking gorgeous, August,” I growl, biting her neck.

“Dec,” she moans as my cock hardens against her stomach. I notch my cock at her entrance and push into her again, her legs wrapped around me; I fuck her until neither one of us can breathe.

TEN YEARS LATER

Thank God August is still cancer-free. We have two beautiful children: Murphy is nine, and Estelle is four. It took us a while to get pregnant again, but we are happy where we are in life. I'm my crew’s foreman these days, and the money I’m making is more than enough for the four of us. August is a teacher, but she wants to return to school to get her master's in education. Of course, I support her a hundred percent.

We just got home from Estelle’s dance recital and put the kids in bed. I walk into the bedroom from locking up and find her naked in our bed. I strip faster than I ever have before and join her. I loom over her. Leaning down, I kiss her with my dick pressing into her belly. She reaches between us and wraps her tiny fist around me. She pumps it up and down. Deftly, she slips out from under me. Rolling onto my back, she climbs on top of me. She grinds her cunt on my abs as she moves down my body. Before I know it, her lips are wrapped around the head of my cock. She can’t get much more than that in her mouth, but she uses her hand to make up for it. Working her mouth and hand at the same time, she has me close to coming in seconds. I’m afraid that she’ll always have me like that. She includes my balls in her sucking, and I fucking love that. She knows I do.

Just before I do come, she pulls off of me and climbs on top of me again. She drives her little pussy down onto my wet cock and grinds. I thrust my hips once but let her move at her own pace. She comes off my dick and drags her pussy on the underside of it, sending shockwaves through me before sliding back down on it. I grab onto her tits and squeeze them while she rides me. Then she leans back, placing her hands on my thighs. I grip her hips tightly. I know I am going to leave bruises, but none of that matters right now. I watch as my dick disappears and reappears as we fuck, faster and faster. Reaching one hand down, I use my thumb to rub her swollen little clit, trying to get her off faster because she needs to come before I do.

“Dec!” she screams as her pussy tightens around me. “I’m coming.” Her subsequent moan has my balls tightening up. Fuck, this is going to be epic.

“Good girl. Come for me,” I demand and fill her with my seed. She collapses on me, her head resting on my chest. My hands go to her hair, and I stroke it, trying to catch my breath.

I move us so that she is lying beside me.

Every day, I thank God for giving me August and for letting me keep her. She is my soulmate, the one I was meant to find and love against all odds. All the angst in the world is worth any time I get to spend with her.