epilogue - evan
Exhausted from a night of laughing, dancing, and enjoying great food, we dropped onto the bed of the bridal suite, and my eyes drifted closed. Still, though, a massive grin hadn’t left my face in hours.
She said yes.
I was going to marry the most incredible, gorgeous woman I’d ever known because she’d picked me.
Elated didn’t even begin to cover it.
“What are you thinking about?” I pried one eye open and twisted onto my side to see her, reaching out as I traced my fingers down her face.
“You. Always you.”
She grinned and leaned in, pressing a kiss to my lips as her hand reached out and grabbed the front of my shirt. Fumbling for a moment, she managed to tug it out from my pants and began unbuttoning it enough to slide her hand under the fabric, running it along my stomach that fluttered with butterflies. The same ones I’d felt the first time I laid eyes on her.
Reaching for the side where her zipper lay, I tugged it down before sitting and helping her turn around long enough to get the elaborate dress off her. Once it fell to the ground in a pile of fabric, my gaze drank in her curves.
Leaning in, I flicked one nipple with my tongue, teasing it until it was so tight and dark that she whimpered as I sucked on it. As I worked her breast, she tugged my shirt off, and her nimble fingers got my pants open easily, her hands slipping under the fabric and tormenting my cock.
Reaching out as I continued to suck on her nipple, I gently ran my fingers against her pussy, glancing up long enough to see her reaction. Pleasure erupted on her features as my fingers slicked against her clit in a slow circle.
"Oh fuck … Evan." She moaned as I laid her back, getting my pants off completely, lips kissing every inch of her golden skin before hanging above her. She kissed me again, her legs lifting along my sides as I guided my length into her core and kissed her back.
I moaned against her neck as my hips pumped against hers. She nodded and moaned, biting my shoulder as she clung to me like she was unsure whether she needed to push me away because it was too much or pull me closer because it wasn't enough.
"Harder." She whispered, and I complied, hips swinging as the sound of damp skin slapping together filled the room. She drew her legs up higher, wrapping them around my mid-back, and her nails bit into my shoulders.
"Fuck ... oh fuck ..." She cried as my cock found the spot that made her see stars over and over again. "Don't stop ..." She begged as she began to tremble, her core spasming as that building of pressure exploded, and she came with a sharp cry.
"Evan!" Her whole body tightened around me, and I kept working her clenching core, pushing for a second orgasm as my thrusts became less controlled and more desperate. The second wave was sweeter than the first, her feet and fingers curling into me. That’s all it took as I rushed to my own release, my hips stuttering then stilled.
Panting against her neck, I let out her name in a whisper across her skin as she stroked my hair and the back of my neck while we came down slowly from our shared high.
Kissing her neck, I pulled back, sweaty and satiated, as I kissed her again.
“I can’t wait to do that with you for the rest of our lives.”
“Me neither. You’re the only one I ever wanted to do that with.” I grinned and kissed her neck, making my way down her shoulder before collapsing next to her.
“Give me three seconds, then, let’s go again.”
Her chuckle was a puff of air against my shoulder, and when she spoke, it was with her hand as she wrapped it around my cock, encouraging him to harden once more.
“I bet I can convince you in two,” she promised as she shifted around and her mouth sunk on my cock, teasing me with flicks of her tongue and sending me once more.