Epilogue

Eight Years Later

Emily

I rummage through the closet for the red satin dress I set aside for today but come back empty. I toss the other dresses aside and let out a frustrated groan when I come back empty.

I’ve been planning this day for months, and now the one dress I had specially made for the very day is nowhere to be found. Today is my husband’s birthday and I wanted it to be as special for him as it can be. I decorated the entire place myself, even baked him a cake for his birthday. I invited his brother, Shaw, and his lovely wife, and their sons to celebrate the day together.

Everything was going perfectly, but now I can’t find the stupid dress.

I sniffle back tears as I dig deeper into the closet in case it fell somewhere behind the others, and that’s when I see it. Not the satin dress, but something else that sends memories flooding through my head.

With shaky hands, I reach in and grab the familiar blue dress I haven’t seen in such a long time. Christ, it feels like ages ago but at the same time, it feels like yesterday. I smooth my hand over the dress and bite my lip. My eyes move to the door as an idea strikes me, bringing a coy smile to my face. My husband is downstairs with our seven-year-old daughter, and the dogs are playing in the garden, and I bet he too would be surprised to see this dress.

The anxiety from earlier dissipates as I am reminded of the past and just how far we’ve come. I went from a girl who had nothing to having everything I ever dreamed of and more. Cal kept his promise of protecting me, but he did so much more than that. The man gave me a home and a daughter I adore with everything I have and… love. I didn’t think I would ever experience the kind of love my husband showers me and today like every other day, I want to show him that he means the world to me as well.

So, I drop the robe and slip into my old waitressing dress. It’s a little tighter around the hips than I remember it. To be fair, it’s been eight years since I wore it, I’m surprised it even fits.

I walk to the mirror and turn around, giggling when I notice how tight it is around my ass. Oh, I bet Cal is going to love that. Excitement rocks my chest, and all the worries melt away as I slip into my red bottoms.

My mouth is split in a wide smile as I walk to the top of the stairs and call out to my husband. I hide from view when the man appears at the foot of the stairs.

“Uhm, Honey, can you come up for a second, I need your help finding something,” I say, biting back a giggle.

“Sure.”

I back into the room when I hear him stomp up the stairs. My heart is beating in my throat when I hear him approach the door, and when he walks in, I brace for his expression, but nothing could have prepared me for the heat that flushes in those dark eyes I love.

I chuckle at the surprised look on his face as I twirl around. “So, what do you think?”

Cal doesn’t say a word, instead, he shuts the door behind me and stalks towards me like a predator would prey. I back up a step, my lips twitching with a smile as the man approaches me.

“Am I allowed to unwrap presents before the party?” he asks, his deep voice sending a rush of heat spreading through me.

I bite my lips and flutter my lashes at him. “If that gift is me, then yes.”

Cal grabs my waist and pulls me flush against him. I slide my arms around his neck and whimper when his hand drops to my ass and squeezes roughly in his massive palms. “You’re as beautiful as you were when I first saw you, baby.”

I didn’t even know his name back then, and yet he bought land and a family-style cabin in the mountains and started planning our life together as if he could see the future.

“With your luck, you ought to buy a lottery card. I bet you could win big time.”

“I already won the biggest prize of all.” Cal brushes his lips softly over mine before pulling back to look into my eyes. “You.”

I blush at his words. Christ, I can’t believe I have been with the man for as long as I have, and he still manages to make me blush. With his words and with his touch.

He always knows the right thing to say or do.

“And you are my greatest prize,” I tell him, offering him my mouth and he takes it, kissing me with the hunger of a sex-starved animal. Our tongues duel in a carnal dance, the smooth friction sending a storm of heat building up between my legs.

Cal drops both of his hands on my ass and lifts me into his arms. I wrap my thighs around his waist as he carries me to bed. He plops me down onto the mattress and his body follows as well, breaking the kiss to trail his lips down my neck. I arch my back, allowing him access to my skin. He brings his hands to my breasts and fondles them over the dress, pinching the pebbled nipples between his fingers, but he doesn’t linger too long as he grabs the hem of my dress and shoves it up, leaving it bunched around my waist.

I gasp when he grabs my panties and yanks them down before tossing them away across the room. My heart starts racing when he grips my knees and shoves them open, leaving me naked and exposed.

“Fuck, baby. Look how wet and ready you are for me,” he says hoarsely, rubbing the pad of his thumb over my lips to part them. “We can’t have you all slick and horny with our guests arriving soon. I better clean this up before they get here.”

With his eyes locked on mine, he rides his wet tongue up the center of me,, and my back arches off the bed with a sob. I barely remember to bite on my hand, so the sound doesn’t carry downstairs where our daughter is playing. Cal’s eyes stay locked on mine when he starts going at it like a manic, stroking his tongue wildly over my folds until I am practically sobbing with the need for release. He shifts between dragging the flat of his tongue over my clit to lapping at my arousal. My hips rear off the bed as the pressure builds up in my belly and when his mouth closes hotly over my clit, it explodes. I come with a gasp, burying my face into the sheets as my body shakes from the orgasm. He licks me through the orgasm before he climbs up my body and his mouth lands on mine. I taste myself on his lips as I kiss him back, and that seems to send his chest vibrating with pleasure. “Fuck baby, you look so fucking gorgeous when you come. I’ll never grow tired of seeing you fall apart in my arms.”

“Hmm, your turn,” I whisper, my fingers urgent as I tug down his zipper and bury my fingers into his jeans to draw his cock. “Take me, Cal. Remind me again that I belong to only you. Will only ever belong to you.”

I guide his thickness to my pulsing hole, and with his eyes locked on mine, he enters me crudely- filling me with every last inch of his massive cock in a quick push.

With a loud growl, he starts moving, driving his cock in and out of me in slow torturous thrusts before he starts working his hips harder and faster into me like a madman. I wrap my arms around his broad shoulders and take the pounding, feeling my orgasm build by the second.

“Harder baby,” I whisper into his ear, and he starts pumping faster and harder into me at a punishing speed. He holds my hips steady as he rocks his thickness into me, and I have to bite his shoulder to mute the cries of pleasure that climb up my throat.

A loud shriek tears through the air followed by laughter, and I freeze against my husband. Oh God, our guests are here judging from our daughter’s excited laughter, but Cal doesn’t seem like he’s going to slow down.

“She’s going to be here soon,” I whisper urgently at my husband as he slams harder into me. My heart races with anxiety as he pounds faster into me, and I whimper again at the pleasure that shoots through my body. He brings a hand up and covers my mouth, muffling my cries.

“Close baby,” he rasps, dropping his hand between my legs, and strumming my clit in fast rough strokes until I finally come with a silent sob.

Oh God! Oh God.

I bury my nails and teeth into his shoulder to hold back the scream in my throat as Cal continues rams into me through the orgasm, and when he comes, it’s a thing of beauty. His cock jerks once before he fills me with his seed, rocking hard into me in a final thrust until he is sure I have taken every last drop from him.

“Mommy, Daddy!” shouts our daughter from downstairs. “Uncle Shaw and Auntie Jean are here.”

“Coming sweetheart,” I yell at the top of my lungs before she’s tempted to come up. My heart is still hammering in my chest as Cal sits up and helps me up as well. “Oh My God, that was crazy.”

“It was,” he says, pecking my lips. “Let’s do it again when all our guests have left, and Carla has gone to sleep.”

I smack his shoulder with a laugh. “Can you go ahead of me? I need to clean up and find the red satin dress I somehow displaced.”

“Sure, I’ll greet the guests, but you should probably check my closet. You said your closet had too many clothes, so you borrowed space in mine.”

I smack my head. How could I have forgotten that? “Right, I should get it now. I’ll be down in a second.” Cal smacks my ass as I walk past him, and I mock glare at him before I hurry to get changed so I can finally greet my lovely in-laws. Something I never thought I would get in this lifetime and yet, it’s happened.

And it’s all thanks to my gentle giant.

I stall before entering the closet and turn around to see Cal straightening his clothes. “Cal?” He looks up and I am suddenly taken by those perfect gray eyes that never fail to send my heart racing. “Happy birthday. I love you.”

“And I love you.”

With that, I walk into his closet to rummage through it for my red satin dress so we can finally get the party started.

~The End