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Epilogue Two: Jackson
“I’m home, baby. Where is everyone?”
“I’m in here, Jackson!” she calls. My heart skips and I tug at my tie. She’s in the bedroom and I know what that means. My little kitten has a sex drive that’s almost as high as mine.
But the house is so quiet. “Where are the kids?”
“I dropped all four of them off at your parents. They were very excited to see Grandma and Grandpa.”
“Okay. Planning to seduce me again, princess. Haven’t I told you that I’m a sure thing?”
“Absolutely. But we’ve been so busy with the new company that I wanted to surprise you.”
My lovely, very busy wife has found her calling, helping sick children get help. Our foundation takes care of all their costs and the parent’s costs so that they can concentrate on getting their baby’s well. We’ve been lucky with our own children. But Jane, the editor, lost her only biological child to cancer shortly after her first birthday and it almost broke the strong woman. She never expected to have children and then to have that happen? It almost took her down. Her husband couldn’t get through to her.
And then my loving wife came up with this idea and soon all of the girls were buried in licenses and networking and everything they needed to make it happen. And Jane? Well, she gave up on having children of her own. It’s not safe at her age. But she’s adopted a boy and girl and they are the light of her life. Along with Ryker. And Jane and Alejandro have had three children of their own. After the twins and her daughter were born, they put the baby-making on hold. The last pregnancy was too rough on Jane. But their little family is doing well.
I open the door to the bedroom and gulp hard when I see what’s waiting for me. The red chemise and the crystal leash.
“Holy shit! Damn, baby. You should have called me home sooner and let me know what was waiting.”
A sly smile curls her full, red lips and she crawls on her hands and knees across the bed, her ass up in the air begging me to spank her.
My hand slaps down on her quivering, pale flesh and she hisses out a breath, her eyes dark with desire. I tug the leash, bringing her up beside me.
“You’re a very bad girl, aren’t you, princess?” I chuckle when she nods and crawls up my body. “Oh, it’s going to be a long night, baby girl. I hope you took a nap. Because I’m going to take you all night long.”
I lift her up in my arms and carry her over to the wall, her legs wrapped around my waist. “But this time is gonna be fast and hard,” I mutter.
I slam her into the wall, my fingers digging into her thick thighs, my body caging her in. I lift one hand and wrap it around her throat, tugging at the collar. She moans and shivers run up my spine.
“I love that fucking sound. I hear it in my dreams.” She moans again and this time I fumble with my belt, loosening it and tugging my pants and boxers down enough to pull my aching cock out.
My lips slam down on hers when I drive into her tight little pussy. Her breath stalls and then she pants and moans, writhing in my arms. I slide back and forth in her tight hole, the wet sounds of our lovemaking filling the room, dirty and raw.
I run my mouth down her throat and bite down lightly on the coral pink of her nipple. “Come now, baby. Right now,” I groan. “I’m not gonna last. You feel too damn good.”
Her pussy flutters around me and I drive into her hard, my body shuddering as the electrical zings hit my spine and my balls draw up until I shoot jet after jet in her warm heat.
I lift her up and carry her to the bed, taking off the collar. “I’ll be right back, princess. You rest.”
By the time I get back with a warm cloth to clean her up, she’s passed out cold. Gently, I tuck her under the covers, letting my fingers linger on her warm cheek.
I sit down beside the bed, still half-dressed and watch her. The sweet nature and soft heart of this woman belong to me. Not just because I bought her either.
As soon as I met Sasha, I knew. There would never be another for me. I’m her one and she’s mine.
She sighs and rolls over in her sleep and I slip my clothes off and slide in behind her, my arms wrapping around her tiny frame. So delicate, so sweet.
So mine. Always and forever. I’m a sick, obsessive bastard but I’ll always protect her. And she accepts it all. Even makes fun of me and laughs about my latest stalking incident, as she calls it.
We’re perfectly-matched she and I. And if anyone comes between us, well, I know just who to have bury the body.
Nobody takes what’s mine.
