Epilogue

Sebastian

Three years later

I walk into the bedroom in search of her, my heart soaring when I hear humming in the bathroom with the sound of water running. A stab of desire steals my breath as I imagine my beautiful wife standing under the shower, water trailing down her pale skin.

I undress quickly, my heart racing with excitement. The need to make love to her consumes me, urging me faster. I walk into the adjoining bathroom and watch my wife through the glass shower cubicle.

There she is, just like I imagined, standing under the spray of water, her smooth, pale ass cheeks turned towards me. I silently admire her, watching drops of water trail down the sensual curve of her body.

Three years and I still want her with a staggering vigor. Right now, watching her sway slowly to whatever tune she's humming, I'm reminded again what a lucky bastard I am.

I slide open the shower cubicle, its squeaky sound announcing my presence. She turns around, her gorgeous gray eyes widening in surprise even as her lips turn up in a big, affectionate smile.

"Hey, butterfly."

"I didn't expect you back so early," she says, wrapping her arms around my neck as I pull her body against mine.

I slide my hands down her back to her ass, affectionately squeezing each cheek. "I couldn't wait to get home to my dear wife."

She laughs, shaking her head playfully at me. "How was your day? Did you find a suitable space for the exhibition?"

I let out a weary sigh at her question. It's my first exhibition since my debut as an artist three years ago. All preparations were going well, local and international artists were confirmed, and invitations were sent out. Then the management of the initial gallery canceled last minute due to maintenance issues.

"I did find a great place, but I'm not sure it complements the theme of the exhibition," I reply. "I guess I'll keep looking."

"I'm sorry, honey," Amelia says, stroking my cheeks. "Thankfully, we have six months before the exhibition. I'm sure we'll find something before then. The exhibition is going to be a huge success. I have a good feeling about this."

"I don't doubt that," I say, kissing the tip of her nose. "You, after all, are my muse."

And it's true. In the past three years, she's been my biggest inspiration, always pushing me to do more, be better. And now, I can't remember what life was like before her, nor can I imagine where I'd be without her now.

"How was your appointment at the doctor?" I ask, search her face. I've been anxious all morning, knowing she went to the hospital for a checkup after losing her breakfast two days in a row. "I hope it's nothing serious?"

She sighs, her expression somber. "Quite serious, my love."

My heart stops as several horrible scenarios flash in my head. "W-what's wrong?"

She breaks into a grin. "We're having a baby!" she exclaims excitedly.

"What?" I ask dazedly.

"I'm pregnant, baby," she says, her eyes brimming with tears even as her smile grows bigger.

My heart starts a low thrum in my chest as her words take root. Slowly, I place my right hand over her flat tummy, staring in awe as I imagine a baby growing inside. Our baby.

"We're having a baby," I repeat softly in awe, massaging her tummy.

My cock hardens in excitement, poking her stomach at the thought that I put a baby in my wife's belly.

"Oh, Seb. You're excited!" Amelia says with a giggle.

"Of course I'm excited. And I can't wait to show you just how much," I whisper against her ear, smiling wickedly at her gasp.

I push her against the glass wall and kiss her slowly. Deeply. Water rains down on us, streaking down my back as I revel in the hot sensations of her mouth. She moans, shivering when I squeeze her ass roughly.

I pull away from her mouth and trail hot kisses down to her breasts, lavishing attention on them, kneading and sucking until she moans my name in frustration.

"Seb!"

I smile to myself at her reaction, growing even harder. Always eagerly ready. My butterfly.

I drop to my knees in front of her and lift one of her legs over my shoulder. I slip a finger into her. She moans, burying her hands into my hair, her grip tightening as I put my mouth on her. I suck hard on her throbbing clit, slowly fucking her with my fingers, teasing her until she becomes a quivering mess. I push her to the brink and then bring her back just in time before she falls over the edge.

I continue to tease her, licking and lapping. Fucking and sucking. Desire pools in my groin, causing me to grow harder until my balls are almost blue with the pain. Precum drips down my shaft to the shower floor; still, I continue to pleasure my wife, determined to blow her mind like she did mine.

Then she comes hard, her hips bucking and her body quivering with the intensity of her orgasm.

I stand to my feet and pick her up, loving the way she automatically wraps her legs around my waist.

"Seb, I need you to fuck me right now," she orders, her voice slightly hoarse.

"Not yet. We need to get to bed. You're pregnant and I don't want anything to go wrong." I groan as she grinds her wet sex on my cock.

"I don't need a bed, Seb! The baby will be fine!" Amelia replies, laughing even as she tries to maneuver my hard cock into her slick pussy.

"Oh, fuck," I groan, clamping my hand tight on her butt to prevent any further movement.

I rush into the bedroom and slowly deposit her wet body on the bed. I slide up above her, entering her sheath in one, sharp thrust.

"Ohh!" she cries out as a sharp orgasm ripples through her body.

I let out a grunt as her walls clench around my cock. I move slowly and deeply, in and out, looking into her gorgeous eyes filled with endless love. The need to release consumes me as goosebumps spread over my body from heightened sensations. I grit my teeth to push down the feeling, changing the tempo of my movements, pistoning my cock at an angle that allows me to go deeper.

I gaze into her eyes, willingly getting lost in the deep gray pools. A familiar warmth suffuses my body, reminding me how much I love her. I watch as her breathing changes, growing fast and erratic as another orgasm consumes her. She cries out, clenching around my length and triggering a euphoric orgasm. I grunt, releasing hot jets of cum into her wet pussy.

I roll onto my back, taking her with me so that she's lying on top of me. A warm feeling unfurls in my chest at her soft, contented smile. A sense of satisfaction spreads slowly around my chest and throughout my whole body.

"I love you, butterfly," I say, looking deeply into her eyes.

She smiles, and at that moment, I'm reminded of how I'd choose this life over and over again.

"I love you, too, Sebastian," she says softly. "Now and forever."

~The End