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“Well, I’m more than happy to make your dreams come true.” Her voice has turned husky and my cock twitches in anticipation.
“Fuck, I love you, Allie,” I say, and she gasps when I slide two fingers into her heat. Her inner walls clamp around them and when I curl my fingers, her hips buck. I bring my other hand around her to rub my thumb in small circles on her clit. In the mirror, I watch her eyes squeeze shut, and her mouth opens on a silent scream of release.
Before she can fully recover, I drop my gym shorts and in one smooth stroke, fill her. We’ve learned each other’s body so well now, I know she can take me, and to prove it, her hips push back onto my hard dick.
“Give me all of you,” she groans, recovered enough from her orgasm to make her own demands of my body.
I pump into her fast and hard, and she takes me balls deep every time. “That’s so good,” she moans.
“Come again for me, Sunshine,” I grunt out and again, I rub her clit just how I know she likes.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she pants out before I feel her body tense around my cock. I grip the flesh of her butt when the friction of her tight walls clench around me, pulling my own release in thick streams from my body.
Partially collapsing across her back, I tell her in ragged breaths, “That was even better than my fantasy.”
She shakes slightly beneath me, and I ease away from her body and stand up. Quickly I pull up my shorts, then do the same with hers.
“Can I take you back to bed now?”
“Yes please,” she whimpers. I swing her up into my arms and her head drops to my chest on a soft sigh.
This is exactly where she belongs.
Epilogue - Allie
Two Months Later
I did it, Allieway Photography is now officially in business. Tonight, is the launch of my photography studio, even though I’ve been taking small advertising jobs for the last couple of weeks. My gaze travels around the transformed space, landing on the one whitewashed brick wall covered in thirty of my favorite black-and-white photos—some taken under the tutelage of Jacques in Paris and some more recently taken right here in my studio with my modeling friends.
Long white-clothed tables line the wall near the window with a hundred empty champagne flutes laid out ready to be filled with chilled bubbles when the guests arrive in less than an hour. Logan comes up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and nuzzling into the crook of my neck.
I run my palms down over the skirt of my wrap dress for the fifth time. I get the feeling that my obsessive flattening of the soft fabric has not been missed by Logan as it’s obvious there are no creases. The truth is my palms are sweating like I’ve just finished a rigorous workout with a personal trainer, something I used to do regularly ahead of a major runway show. I’m glad that’s a thing of my past and that my workouts these days are with Logan. I much prefer a thirty-minute ride on the exercise bike with my boyfriend checking out my ass as he runs. He’s always complaining about how distracting it is. I don’t think it’s so much me riding the bike but him imagining what new way he can ravish me in the shower after, which is mostly where we end up when we finish exercising. I like to call it my full-body workout.
Right now, I could do with one of Logan’s special stress relieving workouts because my body is on fire and not in a good sexy kind of way. I’m nervous, panicky, stressed, and anxious all rolled into one hot mess. I turn in Logan’s arms resting my cheek against his chest. The steady thump of his heart calming my own to beat to the same rhythm. It works every time.
“Thanks,” I tell him. He knows my secret way of easing my nerves.
He hooks his thumb under my chin. “Anytime, Sunshine. Love you,” he says, then kisses me lightly on the lips, making sure to not smudge my lipstick. I couldn’t care less and reach up to pull him closer.
The sound of clapping has us drawing apart and turning toward the door where Logan’s brothers, Hunter and Blake, stand grinning, their partners, Trudy and Bec, beside them.
Blake gives Hunter a backhanded slap on his chest. “Come on pay up?” he says, and Hunter just laughs, shaking his head.
They come toward us in a few easy strides. Logan gets a slap on the back from each of his older brothers and I get a hug from them. When all the greetings are over, I turn to Blake. “So tell me, what was the bet this time?”
“Easiest one yet. It was that within the first ten minutes of us arriving we’d see you two kissing.”
“Fuck, Blake, you’re an asshole,” Logan grumbles. I just laugh. The Carlson brothers have been making bets like this for as long as I’ve known them.
“We tried to stop them, Allie,” Trudy says, pointing to herself and Bec.
“Maybe we need to come up with some bets of our own,” I suggest to the girls.
Just then, Katie bursts through the door, her new boyfriend, Drew, right behind her and more hugging ensues. They’ve been inseparable since they got together on Drew’s UK book signing tour. I couldn’t be happier for my friend.
I spent the first fifteen years of my life as an only child, but then I met the Carlsons. From that first day, they’ve embraced me as one of their own. They’ve shown me a love I could never have imagined, especially the man with his arm holding me firmly against his side.
These people are my family more so than my own parents. I’m not ready to forgive my mother, the woman who gave birth to me and then soon after, absolved herself from any further responsibilities. Maybe I never will be, but still, I can’t let her become destitute. Last month, Todd arranged on my behalf to move her into a small one-bedroom apartment in a safe area. She should be able to live comfortably there.
More guests begin to arrive. My friends Sarah, Dana, and Jason. My mentor Jacques and his wife. All these people and many more all here to help me celebrate the beginning of a new phase in my life. It’s a little overwhelming.
Strong familiar arms wrap around me. “Are you okay?” Logan whispers close to my ear.
“Perfect now I’m in your arms. Love you.”
“Love you too, Sunshine.”
The End
