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For once, I don’t heed what he says. I’m being a brat when I free his cock, pretending not to hear him threatening me with punishments when I put him in my mouth.
Soon enough, he gives up the fight. He lets me suck him in the car, tells me how much he loves fucking my mouth, makes me gag by shoving my head lower, and then comes down my throat.
He still spanks me once we get home.
But I’m not complaining.
I’m not complaining at all.
EPILOGUE
Theo
Closedeyes.Long,darklashes fanning on soft cheeks. Luscious locks paint her white pillow in blond streaks. An elegant neck where Prue’s pulse beats slowly.
This time, though, I don’t tower above her. I don’t undress out of the sweats and T-shirt I slept in.
I sit by her side on the bed. Our bed, in our new home. We’ve been living here together for almost a year now, driving to and from work together, sharing lunch breaks on what we now callourbench.
I fuck her day and night whenever it’s just the two of us. Prue loves waking up with either my mouth between her legs or my cock in one of her holes.
I fucking love it, too.
I loveher.
I love how I’m free to be myself around her. I love how she’s lifted a weight that’s been sitting on me for years, how the heaviness in my chest feels a little lighter nowadays.
Prue’s unconditional acceptance, smiles, and the family she created for us are a constant ray of light.
She melts my ice walls every day.
And it makes me insanely more possessive of her. Her peace of mind and emotional and physical well-being are the reason I wake up in the morning.
My actions, words, and touches all assure her I’m not going anywhere. I’m hers for life, etched into her skin deeper than any tattoo ever would.
We’ve also broadened our small circle of two. We visit her mother twice a month and have double dates with Bonnie and her husband, Kenneth, or with Michelle and her husband, Drake.
Yes, they still call me McSpicy as an inside joke around the clinic. No, I don’t mind.
Prue laughs when they do. Her cheeks redden. Her hand slips into mine.
It’s everything I need.
Come to think of it, there is this one other unresolved issue I have to take care of…
My fingers stroke her from her temples to her collarbone, and I flatten my palm there, connecting with the precious heart of hers.
My other hand is preoccupied, grabbing onto a box behind my back.
“Prue.”
Her eyes flutter open, drawing me into the sweet, brown depths of her.
“Something wrong?” she asks when I won’t elaborate.
I brush away a wayward strand of hair that’s clung to her cheek, tucking it behind her ear. “Yeah, actually. There is.”
“What?” Worry has her clinging the sheets to her chest and scooting up to lean on the bed’s headboard. “What is it? Theo, you’re freaking me out.”
