Epilogue

Damon

Six years later

The sweet smell of flowers lingers in the air as I follow the trail of petals leading to the bedroom. I rack my brain, trying to remember if I'm missing an anniversary or something, and then I give up trying to guess my wife's intentions. She's always up to something new, something interesting; it's why there's never been a boring day in the six years of our marriage.

My heart starts to thrum in anticipation as I get closer to our bedroom where the flower trail stops.

I push open the door, shocked to a standstill at the sight that greets me: Dana lying seductively on the bed amidst scattered rose petals. She has on sexy red lingerie that accentuates her every curve. The bralette, adorned with a subtle satin bow, provides a teasing glimpse of her full, luscious tits. Matching lace panties hug her hips, and a garter belt adds an extra touch of seduction, holding up sheer stockings that heighten the sensuality of the ensemble.

"Welcome home, my love," she purrs, jutting out her ass just enough to drive me mad. My pants suddenly feel too tight as my dick starts to harden.

"What's this about, wifey?" I ask coolly despite the desire pulsing in my veins.

She climbs off the bed and walks slowly over to me. She presses her body to my chest, tugging gently at my tie.

"Congratulations on commissioning your first hotel," she says, her eyes brimming with pride as she smiles. "The media won't stop raving about it being the first of its kind. You've come a long way, honey."

Her flowery scent crowds my head, rendering me incapable of forming a rational thought. Six years down the road and she still has this effect on me. I want her with a renewed vigor every damn time.

"Oh, baby, you're asking for trouble, aren't you?" I ask, hooking an arm around her waist and pressing her body to mine.

"And who says I ain't ready for trouble?" she counters, wrapping her arms around my neck.

"Damn," I mutter, splaying my hands on her ass when she grinds seductively on my rock-hard cock. "I should spank you for being naughty."

"Yes, you should," she says, brushing her lips over my jaw. "Throw me over your knees and spank me. Fuck me senseless, baby; what's stopping you?"

"What about Carter?" I ask, referring to our five-year-old. "You know how he likes to sneak into our bed every night."

"Well, he's at his grandparents tonight," she replies with a coy smile. "You know how they love to have him around."

"It's quite odd to see them doting on my kid like that," I say, shaking my head. "They're like entirely different people from the ones I grew up with. Not that I'm complaining."

"I get what you mean," Dana says with a fond chuckle. "I guess we've all come a long way."

"Yes, baby," I reply, pressing her body tighter to mine. "And now that I know that we have the whole house to ourselves, I have a few ideas on how to pass the time effectively."

"Really?" she asks, then squeals excitedly when I scoop her into my arms and throw her on the bed.

I seal my mouth to hers. Her arms instantly come around my neck as she presses her body to mine. She kisses me passionately, stroking her tongue over mine in a way that she knows will drive me crazy.

I lift my mouth from hers to kiss her neck down to her collar. I run my palm over her left breast and lowered my mouth to her hardened nipple, sucking through the net of her bra. I continue to pleasure her with my hands and mouth, loving her deep, throaty moans.

"I hate to see this go," I say, unhooking her bra. "But I need to feel your skin on mine… I need to be inside of you."

I peel off every item of clothing on her as she helps me with mine. I push her back to the bed and then spread her legs. I lower my mouth to her legs, slowly making my way up her inner thighs. Her heady scent fills my head, making my throat suddenly go dry with thirst.

I fasten my mouth over her moist lips, swirling my tongue over her clitoris. She grips the sheets tightly, thrusting her hips into my mouth. I slide my tongue into her hole, creating a steady rhythm that's sure to have her shuddering with pleasure. But I pull back just as her body starts to tense in preparation for climax.

"Damon!" she protests, her soft green eyes dilated with lust.

"Impatient, aren't we, Kitty?" I tease, rising upward on my elbows. I lower my mouth to hers in a long, languid kiss. I pull back slightly to look into her gorgeous eyes, intertwining our hands above our heads as I slide slowly into her.

"Oh, Damon…" she moans, closing her eyes.

"Look at me, love," I say as I start to move inside of her. She opens her eyes, and my chest tightens at the intense emotions in those gorgeous green depths. Her eyes mirror the profound love that I feel for her, one that's only grown over the years.

At that moment, there isn't any need for words between us: just an overwhelming love and lust that drives our bodies to the crux of passion.

I bury my face in the crook of her shoulder as our bodies shudder with orgasm. "I love you so much," I murmur into her neck.

Her arms tighten around my back. "I love you too, baby. Forever."

~The End