Epilogue

Nine Years Later

Shayla

Sometimes when I look back on my life, I wonder what I was planning on doing before I met Leo. I didn't have any sort of direction, didn't know what I wanted. Honestly, I don't even think I knew myself.

Thanks to him, I was able to focus on my studies, and I learned that my passion lies in communications. I graduated Magna Come Laude and landed myself a public relations job right out of college. On my first vacation using PTO, Leo took me to the Florida Keys and proposed to me on the beach. Then, less than a year later, we had a small, intimate wedding.

It wasn't long before I found out I was pregnant with our first child – a little boy we named Ryan. He's the spitting image of his father and a little daredevil. He's in kindergarten now, and in the few months he's been there, we're already had an ER trip from a jump off the top of the playground. No one, not even him, can tell Leo and I how he got up there.

Thankfully, my job has shifted to a work from home position, so if there are any more incidents, I'll be available. Well, barring a major crisis. In that case, Leo can head out of his job. For the most part, I'm free to go get our son out of whatever trouble he finds himself in.

Most days, like today for example, my main job is to field emails and work with our marketing team on upcoming campaigns. There's nothing pressing going on, and I find myself spending more time scrolling through social media than answering emails. So, I decide to send Leo a text to check on how things are going with his team.

I don't get an immediate response, but that's not surprising. His days are typically busier than mine. Sometimes I won't get a message back from him all day. With the lack of response, I go back to scrolling social media and shaking my mouse every few minutes to keep my status as active.

About ten minutes after I messaged Leo, the front door of our home opens. Quickly, I message my team to let them know I'm going on my lunch and head out of my office to investigate. My mom has a key to our place, and she's known to drop by without warning.

I'm halfway down the hallway when I run into Leo's chest. He catches me by my elbows and grins down at me. Then, when he sees the surprise on my face, he chuckles.

"What?" he asks, leaning down to kiss me on the forehead.

"I wasn't expecting you," I reply.

"It was a slow day," he says with a shrug. "I ducked out early."

"It's been the same here," I say, missing his touch when he drops his hands.

"I know. I got your message," Leo says as he runs a hand through his hair, the gray strands catching in the light. "Maybe you could get away early too?"

"I can't. I have to approve a marketing plan that's due by the end of the day. It still hasn't come through yet," I sigh. "But I am technically on my lunch break."

"Does that mean you have time for a little fun?" he asks, wiggling his eyebrows at me suggestively.

"It does," I confirm.

In lieu of responding, he grabs my wrist and hauls me into the bedroom, kicking the door closed when we get inside. Then, he pulls me into a bruising kiss. I respond enthusiastically as he walks me back to the bed.

When the back of my knees hits the mattress, I fall backwards. Instead of falling with me, his hands go straight for the waistband of my pants. He pulls them down, taking off my panties too. Then, he helps me sit up and pulls my shirt over my head.

"You're not wearing a bra today," he notes with undeniable interest.

"I didn't have any calls scheduled," I say. "I didn't think that I needed one."

"I wish you'd never wear one," he replies as he pulls his own shirt off. Then, as he's working on his belt buckle, he asks, "You want to do something a little different today?"

"Are you asking to fuck me in the ass?" I say, raising an eyebrow in challenge. It's something we both enjoy, but haven't really had the time for lately.

"Would that be okay?"

"Please," I reply, opening our nightstand to pull out the lube before crawling up to the head of the bed.

When Leo's completely naked, he joins me, kneeling between my legs and pushing them up so my knees are bent and my asshole is on display. I feel completely and totally exposed in the best way, and the anticipation of what's about to happen sends a hot rush of arousal through me. The sound of the lube bottle being opened makes every nerve in my body stand on high alert.

At the same time that I feel his finger against me, covered in lube and ready to start stretching me out for his cock, he presses a kiss to my knee. Then, as he mutters the word breathe , he presses his forefinger inside me. I force myself to relax around it, reveling in the stretch and the feel of the intrusion.

The first time we did this, I wasn't sure it'd be something enjoyable, but I agreed because Leo wanted to try it. The first finger he inserted felt weird, but not bad. When he added a second, I knew that I loved it.

He takes his time pistoning his first finger in and out of me, stopping to add a little more lube after a few minutes. After recapping the bottle, Leo slowly works in another digit. I groan, lifting my head up to look at him down the line of my body.

His attention is focused squarely on the place where he's stretching me out. The way he looks at me is overwhelming. It's like he's an animal toying with his prey before he goes in for the kill. My heart skips a beat – I'm about to be devoured and I love it.

Eventually, he adds a third finger unexpectedly, causing me to inhale sharply. He looks away from my ass, asking, "Everything okay?"

"Yeah," I say, sighing as he spreads his fingers to test the ring of muscle. "You just surprised me."

"It feels like you're ready for me," he mutters after another minute of fingering me. "Do you feel like it?"

"I'm ready for you," I say, hissing when he takes his hand away.

I watch with unconcealed interest as he grabs the bottle of lube and pops it open again. His cock is already hard, either from playing with my hole or the breathless noises I was making. Then, after squirting a generous amount of the liquid in his hand, he wraps his hand around his cock and gives it a few quick pumps. Before lining himself up, he wipes the rest of the lubricant onto me.

With his cock lined up, he puts himself over me, resting on his elbow. And, as he slowly pushes his length inside of me, he says, "I've missed this."

"M-me too," I gasp as his enormous dick splits me open.

"Just tell me when to move," he murmurs when he bottoms out.

I nod, taking deep breaths as I adjust to the intrusion. Leo kisses me softly, stroking my cheek with his thumb as he does. The sensation starts out as pain, dull and hot. As the seconds tick by, it morphs into pleasure. Then, when I know I can handle it, I tap his arm, prompting him to pull away.

"Fuck me, Leo."

"Anything for you, sweetheart," he says before pulling out slowly and slamming back in.

I mewl with pleasure, feeling every single inch of him inside of me. Above me, Leo makes a choked-off groaning sound. Then, when he thrusts into me again, he curses under his breath.

"God, you're so tight," he says, his eyes burning into mine. "You feel so good, Shayla."

He punctuates his sentence with a particularly hard thrust. I cry out, feeling like I'm in heaven. He takes that as his cues to start a fast, unrelenting roll of his hips. I'm helpless to do anything but lie there and take it.

"Fuck, Shayla," he says, the intense pleasure making him babble. "I love you so much. I'm so lucky to have you. I can't believe you're mine. I love you like this. I love you all the time."

"I love you too, Leo," I groan, feeling like I'm going insane as he pounds into me. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me."

"You're the best thing that's ever happened to me ," he counters.

I gasp as he changes his angle slightly, his cock reaching even deeper inside me. My nails dig into his back, my pleasure starting to build steadily. The stretch coupled with the way Leo's savagely fucking me are rocketing me toward my climax at an alarming rate. I didn't realize how much I missed this until just now.

As if sensing that I'm getting close, Leo takes one hand and moves it down to my pussy. He shoves a finger inside, pistoning it in time with his cock. Each time he thrusts in, the heel of his palm brushes my clit.

It's enough to make my orgasm loom. I feel insane, so full I think I might burst. And Leo? Leo just keeps up his efforts. He takes what he wants from me. He's chasing his own pleasure, using me as his little toy.

"C-close," I manage to say when I know I'm not going to last much longer. "Leo!"

"Then come," he says, his thrusts into my ass getting even harder, more enthusiastic. "Show me how much you love it when I fuck your ass, baby."

With a few more rolls of his hips and pistons of his hand, I come hard. My eyes roll back in my head, and I throw myself back against the pillows. My orgasm ravages me, stealing the air from my lungs and making my toes curl. It's more intense than any I've had in a long time.

"Oh my god," Leo groans, leaning down to capture my mouth in a quick, bruising kiss. Then, he pulls back and says, "You're so fucking hot, Shayla. You're so fucking hot."

As soon as the words leave his mouth, his own climax bowls into him. His rhythm falters and his hand stills. I get even fuller as he shoots his seed into me, and in response I whimper.

Eventually, he recovers and pulls his finger out of my pussy. Then, as he slides out of my ass, he kisses me passionately. I respond, lazy and satiated. This is everything I ever wanted and more.

"How much longer do you have in your lunch?" Leo asks when he breaks the kiss.

I glance over to the clock and groan. "Only twenty minutes."

"That's enough time for a shower," he says, kissing my forehead before rolling off of me. Then, he offers me his hand and says, "Come on. I'll wash your hair."

I give him a soft, tired smile before accepting his hand and letting him haul me to my feet. As we walk through into the ensuite bathroom, I can't help but think of how thankful I am for that terrible roommate I had all those years ago. If it wasn't for the hell she put me through, I would have never found my soulmate. All that hardship was worth it, and I'd do it again in a heartbeat if it means I end up with Leo.

~The End