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Epilogue
Sebastian
Seven years later
Tonight marks the grand opening of mine and Alice’s fourth restaurant.
This one is in London’s West End.
She put up an adorable fight, as always, when I insisted on naming this restaurant Alice, as well. But if she thinks I won’t open a hundred more establishments and name each and every one of them in her honor, she’s wrong. As the years have gone on, I’ve become more and more obsessive where my wife is concerned and there is no better word in the English language than her name.
Where is she?
I walk through the dining room, taking notice of her finishing touches. The little stems of lavender tucked into the place settings, the slight champagne tone to the wine glasses. The place is full of my wife and as I can’t get enough of her, I couldn’t be more pleased.
Outside on the sidewalk, hundreds of patrons wait to be let inside for the inaugural dinner. I will spend the night overseeing the kitchen, but first I intend to find my Alice and kiss her beautiful mouth. If I don’t, my concentration will be shot.
“Have you seen Alice?” I ask a passing waiter.
He halts and faces me with a puffed up chest. “Last I saw, she was heading into the coat room, I believe.”
I nod. “Thank you.”
My lips curve into a smile as I continue my journey through the candlelit restaurant. The coat room. Interesting. Already my cock is bulging against the fly of my trousers in anticipation of cornering her there. Let the customers wait.
And they will.
After our weekend of notoriety in New York City, we’ve become an object of public interest. It serves our business well, though I’ve had to pummel a few photographers who dared get too close to my wife or twin sons. I don’t like having their faces in the magazines, papers or online, but Alice always finds a way to soothe my temper when it happens.
Oh yes she does. A memory of her riding my cock in the bathtub while water splashes over the rim has my steps accelerating.
Good God, what was life like before this girl arrived and made it worth living? I can’t remember. I don’t want to remember. My fingers are already flexing in anticipation of brushing her soft skin. I need to kiss her, goddammit.
One might think a married man of seven years would be able to go a bloody hour without making out with his wife, but I haven’t been able to accomplish it. If one of us travels to New York or London for work, the other goes with. We simply cannot be apart. In the interest of Alice and our children being comfortable no matter which city we’re staying in, we have residences in both places, complete with a team of nannies so I never have to wait to be alone with my wife.
After all, I might have softened thanks to falling in love, but I’m still an uncompromising bastard—and she loves me anyway.
Finally, I open the door to the coat room, step inside and close it behind me. I catch the scent of her perfume, light and girlish, and I know she put on extra just to tempt me. To let me know she wants to play.
“Alice, are you in here?” I drop my voice to the sternest possible note. “I told you, this isn’t the time to play hide and seek.”
From the back corner of the room comes a muffled voice. “Please?”
I drop a hand to the front of my pants to massage my thickening cock. “You know what happens when Daddy finds you at home. It won’t be any different because we’re in a restaurant. Did you think it would?”
“No…”
Slowly, I lower my zipper and I know she hears it, because she gasps. With excitement. Nerves. “People will wonder where we’ve gone, little girl. They could come looking.”
There she is. Finally. Through the darkness, I spot my beautiful wife in the short green dress that is the exact shade of her eyes. She’s in between two coats that must belong to the staff, her hips twisting side to side. “You found me.”
“You’re starting to like this game a little too much,” I say, pulling her off the wall, spinning her around and yanking her shapely little ass up into my lap. “How am I supposed to resist your tight pussy when you offer it to me so sweetly?”
She wiggles against my erection. “Don’t you like me sweet, Daddy?”
“Yes,” I groan, being totally pulled under by her perfect voice, body, scent, heart. All of them are in perfect sync with mine. “I love you sweet. You know I do. Way more than I should.” I slide the hem of her dress higher to reveal her bare backside. “You already took your panties off, hmm?”
“Uh-huh. I knew you’d find me,” she whispers, smiling at me mischievously over her shoulder.
