Epilogue - Brock

EPILOGUE - brOCK

TEN DAYS LATER

I t's our last night on board before heading back to Deepwood Mountain tomorrow. We attended the big party in the main ballroom for a couple of hours but ducked out early to come back to the penthouse suite to celebrate on our own.

I sigh, soaking in the oversized jacuzzi tub filled with bubbles, a glass of champagne in my hand, my worries temporarily washed away as I consider the unexpected turn my life has taken. I grin as I watch the woman I love prepare to join me in the tub.

Emma moves with graceful, deliberate movements, slowly lowering the straps of her dress and shimmying until it drops to the floor. Her green eyes lock with mine as she unhooks her bra, letting it slide down her arms. I'll never tire of seeing those beautiful breasts.

With a playful glint in her eye, she teasingly slides her lacy panties down her legs, leaving her completely open to my gaze.

"C'mere, sweet girl," I beckon, my voice deep and raspy.

She steps into the tub and sits on the edge, her movements sexy as hell. My body is a raging inferno, my cock hard as steel. I get between her legs and run my hands up her smooth thighs, relishing the feel of her soft skin as I caress her. She leans back slightly, presenting herself to me—a gift of complete submission.

"Open up for me," I whisper, my breath quickening.

She obliges, spreading her legs wider, revealing her glistening core. I lean in, inhaling her arousal—the air is scented with her musky sweetness.

"God, you smell delicious," I groan.

Leaning forward, I tease her wet folds with my lips and tongue. One of her hands tangles in my hair, her body arching into me, surrendering to my mouth. She lifts a leg out of the water to rest on the side, and I see her toes curl as my tongue slides up her open seam.

"You like that, huh baby?"

"Yes…" she whimpers. I growl as I devour her, my hunger for this woman limitless.

Emma trembles, her thighs contracting as I bring her to the brink, then back off again.

"Ohh...Brock," she moans, her hips rising to meet my mouth.

Her pleasure fuels my own. With deliberate slowness, I lick and suck, taking my time to savor every delicious inch of her, driving her wild. She shudders, her body tensing, then spasms with her release. She cries out, a keening sound that sets my blood on fire. I continue on, wanting more, needing to taste all of her.

"Brock..." she gasps, writhing helplessly as I relentlessly pleasure her with my tongue. "Oh, my god..."

I pull back, gazing up at her flushed, gorgeous face. "More?" I ask, my lips curling into a rakish smile.

"Yes... please ..." She arches her back, a wanton goddess offering herself to me.

Diving back in, I feast on her again, taking my time, swirling my tongue in slow, lazy circles around her clit. Her hands grip the edge of the tub, her breath becoming a series of desperate gasps.

With one final, intense lick, I send her spiraling into another orgasm, her body convulsing around me. She screams my name, her voice a blend of ecstasy and desperation. I savor the taste of her sweetness as it floods my tongue, kissing and nipping at her sensitive skin after she crests. Finally I sit back, my hands supporting her thighs, and admire the exquisite beauty of her body.

Once her breath has returned to normal, she slides her leg back into the water and just beams at me.

"I have something for you," I say casually, picking up the champagne glass.

Her eyes widen when she spots the glittering diamond ring sitting in the bottom of the champagne flute.

"Oh…Brock..." she whispers, her voice cracking.

"Will you marry me, Emma Parker? Be my anchor forever?"

Happy tears glisten in her eyes and she lets out a joyful laugh, nodding vigorously. She leans forward, sliding off the edge of the tub and into my waiting arms, and kisses me senseless.

"Yes, Brock, I'll marry you. I love you so much."

She takes the glass, sipping the champagne, then offers it to me. I let the ring fall into my mouth before taking it out and sliding it onto her finger.

"It's perfect," she whispers, her eyes shining.

I pull her close, kissing her softly. "I love you, Emma. I can't wait to spend forever with you."

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