“Fuck,” I utter through clenched teeth as my orgasm keeps going. I’ve never felt anything so fucking perfect, and it won’t stop. I finally cease thrusting and hold myself inside her. But the pulses in my cock pump little drops into her long after I’m spent.
Rolling us over, I have Raven straddle me while my stiff cock still tries to keep cumming. I’m completely drained, but he hasn’t gotten the message. My cock hasn’t softened in the least, and I’m still filling her pussy to capacity.
Raven breathes hard on top of me, but then I feel her lips on my naked chest. I brush a curl out of her eyes, and she gives me the softest and sweetest smile I’ve ever seen. My chest aches at how beautiful she is and how lucky I am that she chose me.
“I love you, too,” she says, and I feel the sting of a tear in my eye.
I’ve never been a man to get emotional, but this is the woman I’ve dreamed about. She’s the woman I will spend the rest of my life holding hands with, experiencing life with, and maybe creating new lives with. Having her love me is more than I could wish for.
“You’re mine now, Raven,” I say, kissing her softly. “Best Halloween ever.”
She laughs and cuddles against me as I start to move inside her. It’s going to be a long night, and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life learning every inch of her body.
Epilogue
Raven
“Today was perfect,” Jack says against my neck, placing open-mouthed kisses there as I sit straddling his lap in the living room. “I didn’t know a light-up sweater could turn me on so much.” When we took the kids out trick or treating tonight with Kim, Eric, and Scott, instead of dressing up, I just wore a festive sweater. I was so focused on getting Charlotte’s and Henry’s costumes perfect for their first Halloween, I didn’t really put an effort towards my own. They were cute little teddy bears, and I’d made the costumes myself.
“I breathe and you’re turned on,” I giggle at him as his hands slide up the back of my sweater. His only response is to grunt and keep kissing me, unwilling to take his mouth from me. I moan and wiggle on his lap. We’ve been together a year now and still can’t keep our hands to ourselves, not even when I was about to burst when I was pregnant with our twins.
“I know I’m supposed to let you rest tonight, it being our first night without Charlotte and Henry, but I don’t think I’ll be able to stop until neither of us can’t move.” I feel the snap of my bra and my breasts spill free. In one quick movement, he pulls off the sweater, along with the bra. He grabs my waist, pulling me into him even more.
“That sounds wonderful.” I let myself melt into him. I know what’s to come. He’s going to make me scream his name over and over again until I finally pass out. Then he’ll wake me hours later, already inside me, and do it all over again.
“More than wonderful,” I say, letting my eyes fall closed as he continues to kiss me everywhere. He slides his hands up my body until he reaches my neck, cupping and tilting my face so I’m looking at him. He always does that when he tells me he loves me. I open my eyes and smile at him.
“I love you so much.”
“I love you, too.” I lean in to kiss him. Our mouths mold together like two halves making a whole. It’s how I always feel with him. God, this man has given me everything I could dream of. I still can’t believe he’s all mine. A man who thinks I put the moon and stars in the sky. Makes me feel like I’m the center of his whole world. I didn’t know men like this were even real. I pull back, and he still doesn’t let my face go.
“There is something I have to tell you.” I narrow my eyes at him. Jack likes to drop little I have something to tell you bombs on me. From oh we are getting married tomorrow to Movers will be packing up your condo tomorrow and will bring your stuff here. By the way I own the building, to the time he dropped that the blueprints of our dream home weren’t just a plan. Our dream home was well into being built. Sometimes it drives me crazy, but another part of me loves how excited he gets.
“We’re pregnant,” he says, making my mouth fall open. No, I can’t be. I just had the twins a few months ago. “Don’t freak out, my little monster. I’m quitting.”
I stare at him, still not finding my words. He’s telling me I’m pregnant and that he’s quitting his job.
“Well, not quitting, but stepping back. My company can handle day-to-day stuff on its own now, and I can take on special projects when I like, but other than that, yeah, I’m quitting.”
My eyes start to water, and I know why he’s quitting. It’s because the first time I found out I was pregnant—like now, he’d informed me then, too—I was freaked out about my job because I knew it would be hard for me to return to work after I had a baby. Then I found out it was two babies. He’d talked me down, but we never really came back to it. He probably thinks I’m going to freak out again. I’m not.
“You didn’t have to do that,” I tell him, placing my hands on his chest. “I’m not going to freak out. I promise.”
“Just want you to have everything, and I know you love teaching.”
“I do,” I agree. “But at the time, teaching was all I knew, what I’d spent most of my life working towards, then I found you.” God, it feels like forever ago, even though it wasn’t. It’s hard to remember life without this man.
“I found you,” he corrects.
“I mean, when you mildly stalked me.”
“When?” he teases back, raising his eyebrows. “Didn’t know I ever stopped. I merely made it a little easier for myself.”
That makes me laugh again.
“I don’t know if I’ll go back. I’ve really liked helping with your charities. Especially the scholarship programs.”
“Then it’s yours,” he says simply, and I shake my head at him.
“Ours,” I correct. “I like helping the kids there, but I also like the freedom and, well, I want more, too. I’m just shocked at how fast I got pregnant again.”
“I’m not. You know I can’t keep my hands off you.” I know he can’t. After I had the twins I was a little shy about having sex again. My body wasn’t what it once was. I was never skinny, and pregnancy put extra marks on my body.
The first night we made love after I had them, Jack had kissed every mark. Then he told me he wanted to put more on my body. It was clear he wasn’t waiting. I really shouldn’t be shocked, either. Jack always dives head-first into everything.
“How many more do you want?” I bring my mouth to his.
“As many as you want.”
“We have three spare rooms in the new house.”
Jack moves fast, putting my back on the sofa as he comes over me. “Then I best get to work. Because what my little monster wants, she will always get.”
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THE END!
BUY ME 2
Welcome back to the Mistress Auction. This time it’s Halloween, and Mandy is going to have a wickedly good time.