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I watch her lovely mouth dropping open, her eyes rolling.
I slam harder into her. She collapses forward on one elbow and her head hangs. Then, as I drive even harder, the cheeks of her ass bang against me.
I can’t believe we’ve started a baby already. This is all going to be so perfect.
I need to keep going but hold back. Just long enough to make sure she comes at least once. Her walls are shuddering and pulling on my cock. I feel the flashes in her body and the gush in her pussy.
Okay, that’s good. She moans in pleasure. I think I can make it happen twice for her.
But her pussy is so wet. And so tight. And so needy.
I bury myself all the way in.
“Lucy, I love you so much. So fucking much I can hardly stand it.”
“I love you, too, Paul.”
By distracting myself, I get her to another peak, but thank god she comes fast.
Then I let go. I slam my cock all the way up, all the way into her, harder and harder, till my balls slap on her mound. She pants my name and I claim hers. I hold her tight.
Her back arches and her feet stamp. Her moans are like roars. She trembles and gushes on my thighs and my cock pumps her with a fountain of hot, sticky jizz.
Fuck, I love this woman. And I plan on fucking her for the rest of my life.
A while later, we’re snuggled on the couch. I still can’t get over her. I kiss her under her ear and murmur, “You didn’t answer my question, though.”
“Oh? Which one?”
“You are such a fucking tease.”
“But you love it.”
“You know me too well. So?”
“Mmm… ” I’m about to lose it. And she knows it.
She turns to look into my face.
“Yes. Yes, Paul. Yes, I’ll marry you. There’s nothing in the world I want more.”
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Epilogue 2
John O’Malley
I know Dad has an agenda when he leans in to speak to me at the back of the church.
Paul and his bride are coming toward us, and we’re all getting ready for formal photos.
Dad says, “Look at Paul and Lucy. They’re as happy and as well-matched as Peter and Giulietta.”
I wonder if he knows Lucy is pregnant. She and Paul mean to keep it very quiet until she’s a little farther along. I understand, she doesn’t want to jinx it. Although I think Paul is the jumpier one of the pair. Lucy is a lot tougher than she seems.
“They’re both great couples, Dad.”
I know Giulietta and Peter have told him they’re expecting twins. It seems incredible but, all being well, in just a matter of months, there should be three new O’Malleys.
Dad says, “Don’t you want to see yourself settled, John?”
“Dad, you know all that I care about is the family, the business, and my poker nights. I’m not really all that interested in any kind of romantic adventures. It’s not me.”
“But you’re the oldest, John. The first-born son. You carry the family name. One day you will be the head of the family. By rights, you should have been married first. Don’t you want that?”
“For the family, Dad, yes, of course I do. It’s how it should be, I know. But I guess I’m just not the marrying type. Look at Paul. He’s wanted to be with Lucy forever. And they complement each other. They’re perfect soulmates. I’m not spending my nights thinking about anyone, Dad. You know I appreciate a beautiful woman, but I don’t crave any of them. I can’t help how I am, it’s just not what sets me on fire, Dad. I’m sorry.”
“No need to be sorry, son.” Dad clinks his glass against mine. “I’ve found a girl who will be perfect for you.”
“Oh, wait up, Dad…”
“She’s from a great family. You’re going to love her. She’ll be flying in from Boston next week.”
