Epilogue

CALEB

It’s been over ten years since our wedding, and I still want her more than ever. Fuck, probably more. That woman has become a part of my soul.

For our anniversary, I wanted to make it unforgettable. I could hire a plane and take her anywhere in the world and cover her in diamonds, but that isn’t what my wife would want if I was going to do something special. Instead, I got with Martha and hatched a plan.

“This is killing me!” Gabriella wiggles in her seat. Her excitement is palpable. I love that after all these years, and all the gifts I’ve showered her with, surprises still garner this amount of excitement from her. “Do I love surprises or hate them? I was sure I loved them, but now I’m not so sure.” I chuckle at my wife. She’s even more adorable when she’s excited for these things.

“You love them.”

“I guess.” She huffs, folding her arms over her chest. “But this is taking forever.” On that, she is correct. We are taking the long way around town because when we left the house, the kids were with the sitter. They needed time to change and make their own way to the event.

Gabriella would even want our sitter Nova there because she too had been one of the many kids from the after-school program at one time. Even though that was years ago, Gabriella is always keeping an eye on Nova. It’s crazy to think how my wife went from running from attachment to people to now being unable to let go. Love really does change you.

“Hey.” I use my finger on the side of her jaw to gently turn her head toward me. “Lift the dress,” I order her. Her lips part, and I watch as a flush pinkens her cheeks. I love that I can still make her react that way after all these years.

“Here?” Her tongue comes out, wetting her bottom lip. She’s still my little vixen.

“I can have my way with my wife anywhere.” We’re in the back of the limo, and the partition is up. “Lift the dress,” I order again. She does as I tell her. “Now take the panties off.”

“Caleb,” she whispers my name, but her hands are already moving. I hold my hand out for them. “You’re a panty bandit.”

“I’ve been called worse.” I stuff them into my pocket. “Now lift it again and show me. I want to see if my wife is wet enough to take my cock.”

“You know I’m always wet for you.” This is true. It only takes a few touches or dirty words and my Gabriella is ready for me. I let out a groan when she pulls it all the way up while spreading her thighs for me. Her pretty little peach glistens with arousal for me.

I slip my hand between her thighs, sinking two fingers into her cunt. I pump them in and out a few times, making her moan, before I pull them out to pet her pretty little hard clit.

“Caleb.” My wife shifts in her seat, needing more. “Please.”

“Since you asked so nicely.” I suck her juices from my fingers, wanting her taste in my mouth while I’m inside of her.

I don’t bother with my clothes, only pulling off my belt and pushing my pants partly down as I move between her thighs. I stay on my knees.

“I want to watch,” I tell her as I sink into her.

Her back arches off the seat. I wish I could yank the dress down to suck on her tits, but there isn’t time, and I could rip it. It’s molded to her tits perfectly. I’ll make sure to give them extra attention when we get home tonight.

“You’re dirty.” I thrust in and out of her body.

“Because I enjoy watching my cock fill my wife over and over again.” Her pussy flutters around my cock. I pick up speed, fucking her harder. The sounds of her moans fill the inside of the limo.

My cock and I know my wife. The moans she makes, the way her pussy reacts. We know when she is about to go off, and she’s close. My balls draw up tight as I cry out her name as she comes on my cock. I’m right there with her, pouring my release inside of her. Filling her with every last drop of me.

“Fuck, I love you,” I say before kissing her.

“Love you too.” I hate to pull out, but we have people waiting.

“We’re not done. Tonight, I’m going to love you properly,” I tell her, helping her fix her dress before I right my own clothes. Nova is going to take the kiddos back home after a couple of hours. “We’re here, by the way.”

“What?!” Gabriella sits up straight in her seat. I open the door, stepping out before offering her my hand. “Why are we here?”

I’d ended up investing in the Green’s property. I helped them turn a few of the buildings around and had another built. When I’d made back the money I’d put into it, I donated it to the after-school program, Loving After, that was here before signing my part back to the Greens. They’d done so much good in the world; it was time someone did good for them.

Gabriella spends a lot of time here, and Martha and Ben have become like family to us. They never had children of their own.

“There is an event.” I lead her inside. When we step through the doors, everyone shouts surprise.

Gabriella gasps, her hand flying over her mouth as she sees everyone. Our kids come rushing toward us.

“Suspicious Mommy!” Bella shouts again, jumping up and down. Our baby girl has more energy than any other five-year-old I have seen.

“Happy anniversary, Mom.” Our oldest, Nathan, hugs her before kissing her cheek.

“Where are the twins?” I ask.

“They hit their bottles pretty hard. Knocked them out,” Nathan teases. The Greens and more people come over to greet us. There is so much love and respect in this room, and all of it is due to my wife. She deserves all the credit.

It’s not only an anniversary party, and I suppose a New Year's Eve one too; we’re also here because Gabriella is being given an award for all she’s done for the program over the years. She has invested so much of her time, love and life into this. Today is a celebration of her. Of how she changes people’s lives for the better just by being who she is. No one deserves accolades more than her in every aspect of her life.

I thought it would be fitting to combine all of these celebrations into one grand one surrounded by the people she respects and loves. Hosting this occasion at Loving After was the icing on the cake since Gabriella is either here or with her family.

Once things got rolling, and Gabrielle took on a larger role at Loving After, I took a step back from work so I could be here or at home. We do have four kids, and I’m sure it won’t be long before a fifth comes along.

“I can’t believe all this.” Gabriella presses in close to me.

“You can’t believe this many people love you?” One of the servers brings over two champagne glasses filled with sparkling cranberry.

“That this is my life. Our life. We got our family.”

“We did,” I agree. It was her that got us here. My bright light, leading me toward the warmth.

She smiles up at me. Everyone is counting down the clock. The last I hear is ten, but I can’t wait another second. I have to kiss my wife.

So I do. Kissing her well past the countdown.

What can I say? I can never get enough of my wife. This year or any other.

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