Epilogue
4 months later
I was given a choice. When I weighed up my feelings, against what I’d done, there was only one thing I could do. It was her. It had always been her, and when I realized that, I knew I needed to make another change in my life.
Walking away from the church was an easy decision. Easier than leaving Sage. Life affords us all a fork in the road. It’s up to us to listen to our hearts. With her, I did.
“Reid,” her voice calls to me from the living room. Pushing off my chair, I head toward the open space. When I left the church, she was heading to college, and we decided to buy a small home in the city of Vancouver. It’s close to school for her, and I now work from home running my own security business. The only time I get into the office is when I’m needed for urgent meetings. Other than that, I have time to spend at home with Sage.
I’m also offering advice to those who are coming out of rehab. Working closely with social workers and psychologists, I’ve come to love what I do.
As soon as I enter the room, I find her on the floor, her hair in a messy bun on top of her head, and her long, slender legs on display. A pencil is stuck in her mouth, and the only thing I can think about is sliding my now-hardening cock between her plump lips.
“Can you help me with this essay? It’s been frustrating me, and it feels like I’m talking about the same thing in circles.” Her frustration is evident. Cute and alluring as only Sage can be.
“And what’s got you talking in circles, dirty girl?” I ask, using the nickname she’s earned. The feisty little minx is a sensual little toy when she wants to be. Her gaze darts up to me, and she smiles. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
“I’ve been talking about Da Vinci and the paintings he’s completed, but you know a lot about this. It feels repetitive. Can you read through it?” I make my way over to where she is, lifting the pages she’s been scribbling on, and settle back on the sofa. The sun streams in from the glass patio doors, and I revel in the happiness that’s filled our home.
It took Sage’s parents some time to come to terms with our relationship, but it seems they’ve finally accepted me. Us. I allow my eyes to roam the words on the page, but when my Sage shuffles over to me, on her knees, my mind hits a blank.
“What are you doing, baby girl?” I ask, but she doesn’t respond. Setting the pages down, I watch her climb into my lap, straddling me easily as her lips find mine.
“I missed you,” she mumbles against my mouth, her small tongue darting out, licking at my lips. My hands find her waist, gripping her hips, allowing her to rub against me. A low groan falls from my lips to hers.
“You’re going to get fucked, dirty girl,” I tell her, only for her to respond with a giggle. “That’s what you want?” I question with a husky tone, and she nods eagerly. “My dirty girl wants my cock in her tight little cunt.” It’s a growl at best, and I flip her over. Her squeal is loud as I tug her tiny shorts off to find her naked underneath.
“Please, Reid,” she begs, tugging on my restraint. I plant soft kisses on her legs, up her inner thighs, ignoring the spot she needs it most. “Reid!” she whimpers as I nip at her flesh, the sensitive skin on her thigh dots with goosebumps.
“Open those pretty legs. Play with your pussy,” I tell her, and she quickly dips her fingers into her pink cunt. The glistening juices coat her digits as she teases her clit. I watch in awe as her back arches beautifully. She’s exquisite in every way.
Soft moans fall from her lips. Her body is tense, waiting for release, needing that final climax, which I’ll gift her.
“Stop.” Her hand falls away. Dark eyes meet mine, her lids hooded with lust and desire. Without warning, I crash my mouth to her core, lapping at her like a hungry wolf. I love devouring my little lamb.
I shove my jeans down, fisting my cock while I eat her sweet hole. I’m steel, ready to drive into her when I finally come up for air. Her juices shimmering on my mouth have her gasping and giggling.
“Laughing?” I question seriously, but she shakes her head. “I think you were. Let’s see how you laugh when I fuck you until you can’t walk.” It’s not a threat. It’s a promise. I settle between her legs and sink into her tight heat inch by torturous inch. I know she hates when I tease her, but I can’t help it. Her heels dig into my ass; her nails claw at my back.