Page 42 of Happily Ever Never

“I thought you’d never ask.”

Epilogue

Leo

I gripped May’s hips and slammed into her again. She was onall fours in front of me, clutching the mattress pad. We had long since knockedoff all the sheets, blankets, duvet, and pillows. We were down to just themattress, and the bed kept making this odd groaning sound.

Then she pressed back into me and squeezed her inner musclesto the point I crossed my eyes.

I couldn’t think much about the bed after that.

“Leo. Please.”

“Getting there. Almost there. Come on, baby. Come for me.” Ireached down and slid my fingers over her clit. Sheshook, her body undulating as she came, and I moved faster, squeezing her generouscurves as I kept moving. My balls tightened, my lower back tingled, and then Iwas coming, filling the condom as both of us shook, shouting each other’snames.

We slid onto the bed, and a creaking sound hit my ears. Iheld May close as we tilted sideways and rolled off the bed, the frame comingapart.

Dust plumed as I shielded May from the falling headboard.

I looked down at her, widened my eyes at the fact that mycock was still buried balls-deep inside her, and we both burst out laughing.

“Did we just break my bed?” she asked, her eyes wide.

I winced and looked around. “Pretty sure we just broke yourbed. Fuck. I’m sorry, baby.”

“It’s fine. It was an older one from when I first got out ofcollege. I needed to update it. But, well…I didn’t realize we’d break it byhaving sex.”

“Oh, that wasn’t just sex. That was glorious, hard fucking. Gymnastics and sex. Everything you couldpossibly think of. We did things in this bed and christened it more than you’dever think possible.”

We laughed before we slowly rose and cleaned each other up.I looked back at the bedroom and groaned.

“I’m sorry, baby.”

“Don’t be. Wow, we broke the bed,” she said with anotherlaugh.

I turned and pulled May against my side, kissing the top ofher head. She laughed up at me.

“What was that for?” she asked.

“I’ve had the best two months with you, May. I want more.And us breaking beds and making messes? Pretty fuckingamazing.”

“So, what do you say about our forty-second date?” I askedand kissed the tip of her nose.

“Are we really up to forty-two?” She smiled wide at me, andI fell more in love.

“It may be more. Have we been writing this down? I feel likewe should have been writing this down.” I reached around and smacked her on theass. When she yelped, I grinned.

“Okay, woman. Let’s go get this all fixed up, and then we’llhead into the tattoo shop.”

May bit her lip. “Why am I nervous?”

I frowned and looked over at her. “If this is too much, wedon’t have to do it. The tattoo is only for you. You know that.”

“I know. And I know we’ve talked about the sunset I want onmy wrist for my dad and me. But I’m still nervous.”

“I could be all protective and say I’m the only one who getsto touch your skin. But fuck that. It’s your skin. Doyou want Leif to do it? Or someone else? Nick would do it in a heartbeat. He’sgreat with wrist tattoos.”

She frowned. “That’s a thing?”