by Tory Baker
Epilogue
Bridger
FOUR YEARS LATER
“Are Sadie and Nolan in bed?” Kellie asks coming outside wrapped in nothing but a towel. She’s given us two children to love and cherish. Her body may have changed because she’s carried our children, but one thing that hasn’t and won’t is the love she gives so freely to not only our Sadie and Nolan but to me as well.
“They’ve been tucked in, both snoozing, sucking their thumbs for the past thirty minutes. Legend is passed out right next to Sadie girl. What have you been up to?” I’m in the pool doing some laps, trying to burn this restless energy out of my body. It’s not often I’m on edge, but after having everyone over today, the piles of kids from Sadie’s day care she attends twice a week, my eyes and brain never stopped. There’s something to be said about having a pool with a bunch of kids running around. Not saying their parents weren’t watching them, because they were. It doesn’t stop the extra worry though. I’m not even sure why she wanted to have kids over. All I know is, Sadie came home asking to have a play date with so and so, which turned into more or less a party. All of us guys were worried shitless. Slade, Drake, and Travis, and even Easton flew out. I may not know a lot, but I wouldn’t be shocked if Easton and Cam moved back here with their children. The look on his face when all of us were standing around shooting the shit, I think he missed us more than he cares to acknowledge.
“Oh nothing really, enjoying the peace and quiet for a little bit, waiting on our pip-squeaks to fall asleep. Hopefully not wake up anytime soon, so I can have some much-needed alone time with my husband.” Kellie drops the towel. She’s completely bare. Not a stitch is on her body, from the top all the way down to the bottom.
“Are you trying to seduce me?” I joke, already stripping out of my swim trunks. My cock is ready and waiting.
“If you’re asking, I’m doing a poor job of it, then, huh?” She walks to the edge of the pool and sits on its ledge. I swim toward her and spread her legs. The gateway to not only her pleasure but mine is right in front of me. Her bare pussy has me licking my lips.
“Bridger,” she moans, my lips seeking hers as my fingers play with the velvety lips of her pussy. I leave her mouth, needing her nipples in my mouth. Last time we had a date night, we sat in my truck with her straddling my lap while I sucked on her tits until she came from that alone. God, I fucking loved that night. Something tells me tonight might be added to my list of favorites. My mouth goes right to her upturned breast. I hollow my cheeks as I suck the tip, loving the way her hips rock into my hands, knowing as soon as I get inside her, she’ll be on the brink of one of many orgasms I’m going to give her tonight.
Fuck, the way her body has changed after each child only makes me love it more. She’s all soft curves. Her skin though, the way it holds my fingerprints from our love making, it’s enough to have me doing it over and over again. There’s nothing better than your woman not only wearing your ring but also your marks.
“You need something more, sunshine? You need my cock in your tight pussy?” I ask. I flip my wrist, gliding two fingers inside her warmth, my palm hitting her clit in the way she loves.
Kellie’s hands wrap in my hair, holding me to her breast. I bite at her nipple before turning to give her other breast attention when I feel her pussy clamp down on my fingers.
“I’m coming,” she moans, and not for the first time I’m thankful as fuck our neighbors don’t live on top of us. I bring her down slowly, wanting to savor this moment.
“I’m not sure I can feel my legs,” she coos. I grasp her hips, wanting those legs wrapped around me but also knowing how I’ll use the bench tonight. Kellie will be the one doing the work today. I want her fan-fucking-tastic tits in my mouth while she rides me.
I lift her up and off the deck. Her body molds to mine, her arms wrapping around my neck. Her legs must have some feeling by the way she’s got them locked around my hips. The tip of my cock is at the entrance to her pussy. I don’t give a damn if I’m standing and not getting enough leverage in the water. Being deep inside her is the only thing I want and need right now.
“Oh God, Bridger. I love you, I love us, I love what we’re doing.” Her admission knocks the wind out of me. She’s my fucking heart. “I love you, Kellie. Now and forever,” I enunciate with every thrust of my hips, until I’m deep inside her. Only then do I walk to the bench, wanting her in my lap. Sure, she’ll be on top, but I’ll be leading her the entire fucking way.
“You ready to come again?” I question.
“Only if you’re coming with me,” she moans, helping me with every downward movement to my thrust.
“I have no doubt about that, sunshine. The way your cunt is clenching on my cock, I’m ready to feel you milking the cum out of me.” My words have the effect I want on her. She pulses, her fingers tighten on my shoulders, giving me that bite of pain I enjoy so much.
“Bridger,” she all but screams as she comes, taking me with her. Fuck, I love coming inside my woman. Though I hate like hell she’s on birth control. If I had my way, we’d have one more child, then I’d get a vasectomy. Kellie, though, she wanted to wait a bit before we tried for another child, then she was adamant about getting her tubes tied since she’ll already be out of commission.
“Yeah, sunshine. I feel you.” My own voice is barely above a whisper.
“I have something to tell you,” she admits. Our chests are heaving, our hearts beating erratically.
“Shit, last time I said that, I’m the one who had to make a confession.”
“Well, it’s my turn. I threw out my birth control this morning. One more, then we’re done, right?” She holds out her pinky for me to entwine with hers.
“Fucking hell, woman. You never cease to amaze me. Yes, one more,” I pinky-promise her. This is something new the Jennings women in this house do. I’m sure Nolan will be doing it next, and I’ll be even more fucked.
“Good, now are you ready for round two?” she smarts off. Who am I to not give into her demands? I want to feel her come again and again, all fucking night long, wrapped up in my wife’s arms.
THE END
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About the Author
Tory Baker is a devoted mother to her two children, who keep her busy with their abundance of energy and sports. She’s a dog mom to her Weimaraner, Remi and her beagle, Gunner. She lives in sunny Florida where she enjoys the sun, sand, and water anytime she can. Most of the time you can find her outside with a laptop on her lap, soaking up the rays while writing about Alpha men who love their women with everything they have to give and puts them first in everything they do with a guaranteed happily ever after.
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