“We have to be at the courthouse in a few hours,” she reminds me as her fingers play in my hair. “We should probably get some sleep.”
“Yep.” I rock my hips and her legs open for me. She reaches down and I groan as she grabs me, lining me up. Electricity shoots through my body as I slowly stretch her. I watch between our bodies as she take me in until she cups my face.
“I love you, James. I wanna watch your pretty blue eyes. I want you to see what you do to me.”
“Oh, Cherry Blossom, I already know.”
EPILOGUE- LOVING YOU
??? PAOLI NUTINI
—ALMOST TWO YEARS LATER?—
“Ahhh, watch out! Lex!”I shout as I run through the house chasing the little shit. He’s faster than I had ever expected at this age. So far we’ve knocked over two easels, a can of paint, and a table all in under two minutes.
“James, what the—Oh my god, seriously? You’re just letting him run around like that? He’s got paint all over his feet!” She steps into the doorway right in time to grab the wriggling puppy from the floor and shower it in kisses. “Oh, what’s the matter? Was that big cranky daddy chasing you again?”
“He fucking likes it.” I drop onto the floor and sprawl out, utterly beat. “He ate your shoes. He also redecorated the floors upstairs.” I get out between gasps for air.
“Oh, look at those little red toes!” I watch her inspect the paws, spotting the remnants of red paint. “So I’m guessing it looks like a crime scene up there and our number one suspect fits your description, doesn’t it, Mr. VanDerVander?”
She sits on the floor next to me and the puppy stops its wriggling and relaxes in her arms while a smile spreads across my face.
“James, we’ve been married for two years now. Are you ever going to stop looking at me like that?”
“if I do, it’s because I’ve died.” My hand slips up her leg and I growl, “Now putCountVanDerVander down!”
“He’ll run through all the paint again.”
“Let him.” As soon as she releases the dog, he trots over to his bed and passes out. Meanwhile, I grab her arms and pull her down on top of me, covering her face and neck with kisses while she squeals in laughter.
“James! Seriously, there are paint cans all over the floor!”
I roll us over so I’m on top of her and her legs wrap around me. Her hands find my hair and I smear wet paint on her as I pull her sweater over her head. I kiss between her bare breasts and move further down as she continues to laugh.
“You’re so beautiful.”
“You’re so cleaning up this mess!”
“Right after I make a mess of you, Cherry Blossom.”
“The windows are open!”
“Mm-hmm.” I slide her leggings down, kissing her thighs.
“Someone could see us!”
“Mm-hmm.” I run my flattened tongue over her soaked panties and listen to the breathy ramblings of a woman being driven mad with lust. “Why do you bother to wear these things?” I rip them off and toss them over my shoulder.
“Y-you…. you… oh god!” Her tight grip holds my head against her as my tongue slides into her, coaxing a sweet song of shattered moans mixed with my name.
She tastes as sweet as the first time I had her, but now, the hesitation is long gone. She thought at first it had been a joke, a flippant comment that I made about worshiping her every day. Now she knows I was serious, because every damn day since I put that ring on her finger, I’ve listened to her sing my praise to a higher power while I worship her. While I devour her. While I shatter her around me, put her back together, only to do it all over again.
My name echoes in the mostly empty room, and she claws at my scalp. I can’t help but smile against her and know that as soon as she’s back down to earth, I’ll bring her right back to the top of the mountain so she can scream to me once, twice, three times more.
I barely hear the doorbell and I certainly don’t register what it is—too focused on her voice and the way her body responds to me.
“Shit, James!”
