Epilogue

CABO SAN LUCAS, MEXICO

A lot had happened in the six months since Shelby was officially exonerated. Carley hadn't fared as well after being charged in Denver. While she was implicated in the drug trafficking ring the DEA had previously busted in Los Angeles, there was no direct evidence tying her to any of the sales that led to the deaths of those half dozen college kids. They chose to only charge her in the death where they had indisputable proof of her involvement.

The news had been extremely worrisome to Shelby because the charge was murder. While she had understood that I'd had a job to do, it'd still been a slight wedge between the two of us. That was until Carley finally did the right thing for the first time in her life, and decided to take accountability for her actions. The plea deal she was given cut more than half of the expected sentence in half.

In cooperation for pleading guilty to conspiracy to distribute fentanyl, Carley was sentenced to a hundred and forty five months which was just over twelve years. Part of the leniency of her sentence included giving up the names of others she worked with that the DEA hadn't been able to apprehend. Evidently, the drug ring she worked for was expansive and spread across the entire country. It didn't shut all of it down, but an additional fifty people had been arrested nationwide.

Once everything with Carley's sentence was finalized, Shelby and I could move on with our lives, and one that included each other. I'd never intended to fall as hard or as deeply as I had, but it didn't change the fact that I did. I couldn't stand to be away from her for any length of time, and I probably had as many suits and other clothing at her place as I had at mine. We'd spend night after night at each other's place, and I realized how much better I slept having her in my arms. It didn't matter whether in what was once my bachelor's pad, her condo, or a private room at Syn.

While we eventually fell into a somewhat domesticated routine, life still went on for the both of us. In fact, we'd recently spent several days in Los Angeles together. My time had been spent wrapping up the California part of the case while she wowed another hotel owner which led to her being offered spa space in three of their upcoming properties in and around the city. After we'd decided to run off and have the romantic vacation we both needed. As workaholics, we often had little time to ourselves as is, but we'd decided to make time for each other and went to Cabo instead of flying back right away to Denver. Now, I was watching how beautiful she looked as she stood on the balcony with her fiery hair blowing in the wind.

I walked out to her, but since our door was open, she didn't hear me. Smirking as I drew closer to her, I timed my moment and she almost shrieked the second I touched her. "Oh my God, Easton. You're going to give me a damn heart attack."

"I want to set your pulse to racing, but for a different reason," I murmured into her ear while I held her against me.

"You've mastered that art a long time ago," she admitted.

"I did?" I asked.

I moved one of my hands to her dainty throat, then slid the other down to her breast, The moment I squeezed one of them, she moaned. "You know you have... that you do."

And I did. From the first night I had her on my lap, she had been putty in my hands. Shelby never hid her reactions from me, even when she'd once tried to hide other things. I'd scoff when people would often mention lucky nights, but that one at Syn had been fate stepping in to prove me wrong.

"You've had me since that first night, too," I confessed to her.

Shelby tried to turn in my arms, but I held her too tightly for her to do so. My hand lazily moved back and forth over her breasts as I took my time alternating between the two as I kissed along her neck, cheek, and bared collarbone.

"I know we have dinner reservations, but I just want to undress you here where we stand so I can eat you like a five course meal.

Shelby shivered at my words. "We should probably get ready to go so we don't keep them waiting."

"Yeah, you're right." Still, I couldn't stand to let her free. I dropped my one hand lower, then slowly raised the bottom of her dress. As I inched it higher up her slender thighs, I realized she wasn't wearing any panties. "Fuck," I groaned out loud as I felt how sticky her thighs already were.

"Yes, please, Easton. Fuck me," she moaned as my fingers inched closer to her pussy.

I wasn't surprised at how easily I could slide my fingers through her slit, nor was I shocked that she was dripping. Slipping two fingers inside of her was like slicing a knife through warm butter. Our private dinner on the beach was soon forgotten as I suddenly began to crave the taste of something different than the filet mignon and lobster tails I'd already ordered for us.

"Put this leg up on the rail," I told her as I tapped the inside of her thigh with my palm.

Such an obedient submissive, she did as I asked, and I rewarded her by adding a third finger. Now, she was in position for me to bring her to the edge with my fingers. Shelby fell back against me and lolled her head back and forth until I finally held her head to the side. I began to attack her throat with my teeth while adding a fourth finger.

"Easton."

I loved hearing my name on her lips, especially when in the throes of passion like now. She was so very vocal, and the mewling sounds she made only got me harder. My cock was like a steel pipe right now, and I knew any dinner reservations would be ignored now. Once I got inside of her, I'd fuck her well into the night and early morning hours.

She was as insatiable as she was responsive, and most nights ended after hours of mind-numbing sex. The things she did to me... the things she made me feel... the way she would nearly make me lose control myself was something I'd never experienced with another before her.

"I can feel how badly you need to come right now, Shelby."

"I do," she cried out.

"Each stroke of my fingers or bite from my teeth makes you want to let go."

"They do," she responded again.

"A single word is all it would take to make you come right here where we stand."

"God yes, please."

I then looked out and could see how many people were out and about. We were only on the second floor of this hotel so anyone on the ground level could see or hear what we were doing. I smirked in that moment because this was the one thing I hadn't done with her yet at Syn. I'd taken her privately everywhere I could and with practically every toy at my disposal. I'd never done a public scene with her because I hadn't wanted to share Shelby, but now...

"You'll come screaming as everyone down below us watches you."

She tensed obviously unaware of the people nearby. "Yes, I'll come for you anytime... anywhere... I'm yours to command."

"Such a good girl," I crooned into her ear, then bit her lobe. "But should I reward you now or later?"

"Now, please," she begged me. I began to stroke her inner walls even harder causing her to shudder in response. "God, I can barely hold on."

"Tsk Tsk Tsk," I warned. "You will if I command you to, though."

"Y-Yes," she stammered.

I bit down on her ear again, then tightened my grip on her neck. "But you don't have to because I want you to come for me, Shelby. Come now!"

I then bit down on her shoulder blade while fucking her with my hand. She screamed incoherently, then flooded my hand with her cream. I kept it up, making her come a second time before finally pulling my fingers out of her. When I released her fully and stepped away, she sagged forward and tried to control her breathing which would be futile in a few seconds.

Having been tested and deciding against condoms because of our exclusivity made times like this so much easier. I quickly pulled my cock out from my shorts, then bent her over. She clutched the thick railing and wedged her thighs apart. Seconds later, I thrust into her fully.

Being balls deep inside of her was heaven. There was nowhere else I'd rather be. As a few hotel guests caught on to what we were doing and stopped to watch us, I slammed into my woman, branding her to me with each thrust. I wrapped one hand around her neck using it more to steady myself as I fucked her with no mercy, and certainly no patience.

She began to tighten down around my cock, but I forced myself to keep the same rhythm. "Easton," she cried out, and I ignored her pleas. I could barely hear them over the sound of blood rushing in my ears, anyway.

"Fucking you always feels so damn good," I told her. "You drive me absolutely fucking crazy."

"You feel... ahh it's so good... Oh... Easton!"

She could barely finish a single thought as I kept slamming into her. The railing shook, but I wasn't worried about it giving way. I wasn't going to last too much longer as is. I did reach around her with my free arm not only to hold her in place just in case but so I could also toy with her clit.

Shelby's pussy tightened even more as her body jerked. I held her in place and thrust into her about a half dozen more times until my own release started barreling toward me. "They're all watching you come apart for me, Shelby. Every man down there is wishing he could be me while the women are imagining themselves as you."

"Easton..."

"Does it turn you on having an audience?"

"Yessss," she cried, drawing it out with her keening wail.

"Then let me see. Come for me, Shelby. Come for everyone down there watching us right now."

And just like that, her entire body tensed, then convulsed as she reached her climax. My own orgasm followed right after, and I groaned out loud. I continued thrusting into her as I came, and when finally done, I held her against me but kept my cock inside of her.

"That was amazing," I told her, then added. "You're always so goddamned amazing."

She couldn't verbally respond to me, but I saw the hint of a smile on her candy red painted lips. Visions of Shelby on her knees with my cock in her mouth flashed before me, and I slowly pulled out of her. I quickly pulled up my pants so I could make it back into the room without tripping, then swept her up into my arms.

When we got back inside, the large bed in the center of the room called to me like a beacon. I made a beeline straight for it, then deposited her haphazardly on top of it. She looked up at me while still sporting a dazed expression. I loved making her come, especially when she would later look up at me with silent yearning afterward.

"A-are we going to dinner now?" she finally asked.

I grinned. "Dinner is overrated. Besides, dessert has always been my favorite part of a meal, and you're the most delicious kind." I shed my clothes in record time before helping her out of her dress. Once we were naked, I crawled up her body, then stopped when we were face to face. "You always make me want to do such bad things to you."

"That's because you're a bad boy," she said and I was transported back to the first night when she'd mentioned something similar.

"I won't deny that," I replied, then spent the next several hours showing her just how bad I could be.

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