Epilogue

epilogue

Nix

14 years later

She was still too trusting. I loved it as much as I worried about my perfect wife. She waved goodbye to our kids as they stepped into Lana's house. They were having a sleepover with hers. It had been too long since I'd followed my woman around. Since I'd stalked and preyed on her.

And this weekend, she was all mine.

I had a feeling she knew it, too. Maybe it's why she stopped at a local park where our kids played baseball. Maybe it's why she texted me, letting me know she was going to stop for a walk when she thought I was working late.

A walk. I shook my head. It was long past sunset, and the sky was dark, littered with stars that shined half as bright as my wife. She got out of her car, and I watched her from mine for a moment.

Biding my time until I pounced .

By the look of it, this little stop had to have been an impromptu one. She wasn't dressed for a workout. My girl was in a pretty teal sundress with thick straps at her shoulders and a pretty bow beneath her breasts. The dress wasn't short; it flowed past her knees. She walked with a smile on her face and then sat on a bench for a while.

Quietly, I moved from my car I'd parked in the far corner of the lot and waited by the driver's side. I heard her stepping closer and watched from the edge of the side of the SUV as she moved to find her keys inside her purse, and I didn't hesitate.

I rushed toward her and pressed her body against the door.

"What the—" she squeaked but didn't look back. By the reflection in the window, her eyes were shut. My girl loved a little sensory deprivation.

"Did you think it was safe going for a walk in the park alone, little girl?" She made a guttural sound in the back of her throat and all but melted into my front when my lips skimmed her neck.

"You wear this for me?" I asked as my hand moved down to the skirt, slowly pulling it up her thighs. I felt her tremble. "Did you?" I asked a little rougher.

"You know I did," she whispered, and I felt a smirk fall over my face.

"Good girl. Turn around." She did as I asked, and I kissed her hard, almost violently. "Give me those pretty eyes," I demanded, and like my sweet kitten, she did as she was told. "Fuck, I love you. "

"For a moment, you weren't going to come." She chewed on her lower lip, and I shook my head before brushing my nose against hers.

"I've been following you since you went to the grocery store," I admitted, and again, like always since we had become an us, she didn't get scared. She simply smiled and then giggled like it was the cutest, sweetest thing I'd ever done. "I love how stealthy you can be. I didn't see you."

"I didn't want you to."

"What happens now?"

"Now? We get into the back seat, and you are going to suck my cock."

"Am I?" My sexy little kitten licked her lips, leaving them nice and glossy wet for me. My dick strained against my pants.

"You are," I rasped roughly. My body was wound up tight and in need of a release. Following her the entire day, knowing she was clueless to my eyes on her, had me more than on edge. "You're going to get face fucked, too, if you keep licking those pretty lips like that." She blushed, and it was fucking incredible to me that even after so long, I could make her blush. I loved it. The obsession and love I'd felt in the beginning had grown leaps and bounds through the years.

"Will you come in my mouth?" A fucking droplet of come dampened my boxer briefs. My girl loved sucking my cock. She said it was the sounds I made, and fuck, I loved her mouth. I'd make sure to worship her thoroughly when we got back home. We had the whole weekend alone.

"No." I shook my head, and I could see the disappointment in her eyes. "You're going to get me close, and then I'm gonna fuck you doggy."

"Here?" Her eyes widened as she looked around. The park was empty and dark.

"Here." I nodded, and when I kissed her, we got lost in the moment.

Oh yeah, we were going to have a really great fucking weekend.