Taking our time to find our rhythm.
She rode me slowly at first.
And then I pushed up, wrapping my lips around her hard peak, before moving to the other side. She groaned as she moved faster.
Our breaths loud and labored.
Filling the room around us.
I could feel her tighten around me, and I pulled back to watch her.
There was nothing better than watching my woman fall apart with me buried deep inside her.
Faster.
Harder.
She met me thrust for thrust.
“Come for me, beautiful,” I said as her body started to shake, and I watched her in awe as she went over the edge.
Eyes wild. Lips plump. Tits bouncing.
Fucking perfection.
My name left her lips on a cry, and it was all it took.
I followed her right over the edge.
Just like I always would.
EpilogueMontana
“So how do you feel about closing on your house?” he asked as we walked toward the Moose Brew.
“I mean, the fact that Violet bought it sort of feels like it’s still in the family, you know?”
“Yeah, that worked out well.” He cleared his throat. He’d been a little off today. Very distracted, which wasn’t like Myles. But the Seaside Inn was almost completed, and he’d had to travel to New York a few times over the last two months for work.
“Are you sure you want to go get dinner? We can just go home. I’m sure you’re exhausted. You’ve been going nonstop.”
“Baby, I don’t get exhausted. I want to take my girl to dinner.” He squeezed my hand in his as he glanced over at Clifford, lying in the snow in the center of town. “I don’t know how long it’ll take me to get used to seeing that dude just hanging out wherever the hell he feels like it.”
I laughed. “We have some breaks in the upcoming wedding season, and I’m looking forward to spending some long weekends in New York soon.”
“Me too.” He pulled the door open, and I heard the song playing immediately: “I Remember Everything,” by Zach Bryan.
The lights were turned off, which didn’t catch me off guard at first because it was still dark outside. But the entire place was lit up with twinkle lights. They were strung from the ceiling, running from one end to the other. Candles were lit on every single table, and tall pillars lined a walkway along the floor. There wasn’t anyone here.
Just Myles and me.
“Oh my gosh. What is this?” I whispered as tears pricked my eyes.
“This is where it all happened, Dominique.” He chuckled as he led me down the candlelit walkway to the bar.
The place where we first met.
There were vases filled with red roses covering the bar top, and my legs shook as we continued to move closer.
