Epilogue

Dani

Two Weeks Later

I finished up making three fluffy pancakes and put two strips of bacon on the plate before I loaded it up on the tray I'd bought a few weeks back.

"Perfect," I mumbled and reached down to pull my breasts up a little. My tiny pink bra and panties were new and itched in all the wrong places, but they looked good. That's all that mattered. If things went the way I wanted them to, I wouldn't have them on very long anyway.

"Dani?" Johnny's voice met me in the hallway as I turned the corner to walk into the bedroom of our large hotel suite. A quick call to Johnny's friend Jax and we were in the penthouse suite in downtown New York the minute the hospital let him go.

"Right here, baby." I smiled and let my eyes wander down the length of his sexy body. Tattoos raced down his stomach and wrapped around his hips. Thick black tats wrapped around his arms and legs down to his ankles. It was the first time I'd gotten a chance to really see him fully naked in the sunlight. Or maybe that was when I got him home from the hospital. Either way, he was something beautiful to behold.

"What's that smell?" He pushed up with his arms behind him and flinched a little. "Fuck. When is this thing going to heal?"

"It's your heart, Jon. It's not just your skin." I put the tray down and turned to face him. "You want breakfast then me, or me then breakfast."

"Hm?" He turned his face toward me as his eyes widened a little. "Fuck. Where did you get that?"

"From the lingerie store in the mall under the hotel. This place is crazy. Jax outdid himself."

He motioned for me to come to him. "He always does. Turn around for me. I wanna see the full picture before I rip it off of you."

I stopped beside the bed and turned around slowly, feeling like a princess on display for my king. "You like it?"

"I love it." He gripped my wrist and tugged me toward the bed before leaning down and sliding his hands over my bare ass cheeks. He squeezed and pressed his mouth to the side of my neck. "Get up here and fuck me. It's been two weeks since this damn doctor fixed my chest. I need you."

Two weeks were what we were told to wait if we didn't want to break the stitches in his chest. Two fucking long weeks to the day.

I got up on the bed and straddled him, and he ran his hands over my breasts and up to my hair. He tugged my bun loose as he licked and kissed my breasts.

"God that feels good." I rocked my hips, needing to feel the length of his cock against my wetness. "I want you inside of me."

"Patience, Kitten." He leaned back and smiled. "You look incredible. By far the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Take your bra off for me, Dani."

"Your flattery-"

"Will get me everywhere I want to be." He reached up and tugged at the front of my bra. "Off. Now."

I reached behind and worked it off before tossing it behind me. "Tell me if your chest hurts."

"Not a chance." He tugged at my nipples and licked his lips. "Panties next, you bad girl."

"No condom." I moved to my knees and then stood up with his help. I slid my panties down my legs and started to move back into his lap.

"No. Let me taste you. Come ride my face." He leaned his head back and pulled at my hand.

"Like this?" I walked to the top of the bed and put my knee on his pillow. He lifted up and pressed his mouth to my pussy as I gasped at the sudden contact.

"Just like that," he mumbled as he forced my other leg up. I gripped the headboard and pressed back, forcing more of his tongue inside of me.

Pleasure rolled through me and over me in delicious waves as he worked me with his hands and tongue, his teeth and lips. When I couldn't take another second, I bucked against him and came long and hard.

"Mmmhmmm." His moans vibrated against my clit, sending me into over drive.

"Shit." I found my footing and stepped back before lowering myself onto his lap.

"Turn around. I wanna see your ass while you work me." He pulled me close and kissed me deeply, leaving the taste of my lust on my tongue. I licked at his mouth before turning and straddling his thighs.

"Don't do anything, Johnny. Let me do everything."

"Hush and get to it." He held onto his cock as I lowered myself onto him. The pressure was delicious, and I wanted to take my time, but I was so fucking wet that he slid in deep the first time I pushed back on him.

We shared a deep groan, and I sat there, pulsing my hips forward in short fast movements as he gripped my ass and lifted me off and back down on him.

"You have no idea how fucking hot you are." He pressed his thumb against my ass and squeezed my cheek with the other. "Take your time and fuck yourself real good, Dani. I know you've been wanting this."

"More than you can imagine." I gripped the sheets between our legs and rode him slow and steady. The pressure building up inside of me forced me to pick up my speed. I reached down and pressed my fingers to my clit, unashamed of the desire to explode in a way that left me whimpering and shaking.

"Fuck, woman. I'm gonna come if you're not careful." He popped my ass hard, and I lost it, my body buckling and forcing me to lean over further.

"Dani," he cried out and lifted his hips, driving himself into me as he found his own release.

I pushed back, meeting him stroke for stroke as he lost himself in the wetness of my body. I pulled off the minute he collapsed against the sheets and turned to check on him.

"You okay?"

"Hush and get up here." He pulled me up to lay on top of him. I moved over a little to make sure I wasn't touching the small bandages that remained across his chest. I kissed the side of his upper body and moved down to snuggle into his side.

"Do we really have to leave here today?" I asked, wishing we didn't.

"Yeah, but I'm ready to go home. We need to get back to life." He leaned over and kissed the top of my head. "I know it's only been a few weeks, but I'm not sleeping without you. You living with me or am I living with you?"

"You love that old house, right?"

He nodded. "I do. It was my mom's, but I love you more."

"You do?" I moved up to my elbow. I'd figured that it would be months or maybe even years before he told me that he loved me. Maybe death softened him up a little bit.

"Yeah, but only if you love me too." His smirk was beyond cute.

"I love you with all of my heart."

"And your pussy?" He pulled me down for a long kiss as I squirmed against him and called him several less than pleasant names.

He did love me, and I knew by far more than his words.