Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16786 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16786 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Epilogue
Hunter
Nine months later…
“Spread those thighs. I want my Thanksgiving feast,” I say, standing at the end of the bed.
“Only if you promise to give me the gravy.” Autumn winks at me as she spreads her legs and shows me her pretty pussy.
I crawl onto the bed and kiss my way up to her center. I take a moment to place my lips softly against her lower ones before I slide two fingers between them, rubbing her clit. When I dip them inside her tight opening, I groan as she squeezes them.
“Fuck, you’re horny for it, aren’t you?”
I cover her pussy with my mouth, tonguing her clit. The taste of her sweet nectar is like heaven and I will never get tired of visiting her pearly gate.
“Right there, baby,” she says, gripping my hair and holding me in place. Autumn has grown to demand what she needs and I’m more than happy to oblige.
After Christmas we moved into a house right next door to my dad, got married, and had our first baby. We named our little girl Ariel after my mother, and she’s the center of our world.
It was a whirlwind at first, but it’s all been like a fairy tale. It was right from the very beginning, and I knew Autumn was my destiny. My father has since divorced Porsha, and she’s completely out of our lives. I had hoped when we had Ariel things would change, but they didn’t. She’s got a new husband on the other side of the world, and Autumn made peace with her not being a part of our future. Maybe one day she’ll come around, but none of us are holding our breath or waiting around for it to happen.
“Cock. I need your cock, Hunter,” Autumn whines, and I kiss her pussy one last time before I give her what she wants.
“Fuck,” I hiss as I push inside her tight folds. “Goddamn, you’re virgin tight every time.”
“Stop it, Hunter. You talk like that and you’re going to get me pregnant again.”
I give her a wicked smile and she moans. “That’s the idea, angel.”
“The doctor just released me this week. You’re not supposed to cum in me this soon.”
“You’re saying the words, but your legs wrapped around me are only getting tighter,” I say, leaning down and sucking her nipple into my mouth.
“Oh shit, that feels good,” she groans as her hips rise. “It feels good when you do it inside me.”
“I know it does, angel. I don’t want to pull out,” I say, kissing between her tits. “Don’t make me.”
I look up at her and she whines as she pulses around me. She’s about to cum just thinking about me getting off in her.
“I’m close,” I tell her, trying to hold back. But her pussy is so wet and so tight I can’t wait much longer. “Tell me where you want it.”
“In me,” she moans as her thighs tighten and she arches her back.
Her pussy clamps down on my cock, and there’s no way I could pull out even if I wanted to. Which I don’t. I hold myself deep as I cum at the same time she does. Thick pulses of cum throb into her, and her greedy pussy drinks it up.
“Angel,” I groan as I bury my face in her neck and hold her close.
Her legs fall from around my waist as her orgasm leaves her spent and weak. She giggles when I kiss her below her ear, and her hands drift up and down my back.
“I could sleep like this,” I mumble against her skin, and I feel her laugh again.
“This is how you slept our first night together,” she says. “You were smothering me, but I didn’t want you to move.”
“It was the best dream ever,” I say, leaning back and looking into her eyes. “And it came true.”
I kiss her lips softly and think about how lucky I am. Lucky to have found her and lucky that she felt the same way I did.
“You and me forever,” she whispers and touches my face. “Happy Thanksgiving.”
“My favorite day of the year.”
Epilogue
Autumn
A little over a year later…
I carry our daughter Ariel down the stairs. It’s so early on Christmas morning that everyone is still asleep. Hunter offered to get her, but he was up with our son Charlie last night so I said he could go back to sleep. He made some disgruntled protests, but I scratched his back for a second and he was out cold.
We’ve come next door to stay the night at Neil’s house since my parents are doing a Disney cruise with the twins as their gift this year. We could have just walked over, but I wanted to cuddle up in PJs around the fire and watch Christmas movies together. Plus, Neil always gets so sad around the holidays, and we wanted to be with him as much as possible. I know the pain of the loss of half his family will never be healed, but he’s immersed himself in our lives and the lives of our grandchildren, and it feels as though that gives him some purpose.