EPILOGUE

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

S ummer was in full swing and Jill was hot all the time. It only intensified when Luka was around. In the months following the big win, their relationship had continued to grow stronger. She loved him beyond words.

“I love you,” she breathed.

Her wetness greeted him as he slipped his hand inside her panties. They were saturated and had been since the minute he walked through the door. The kids were at her parent’s place for a sleepover and they had the night to themselves. In a few weeks, the house hunting would begin in Winnipeg. Until then, they were enjoying their holidays in Calgary.

He bent over and removed the soiled garment with his teeth as he teased her entrance. “I should do more charity golf tournaments if you’re like this when I get home.” He licked his way up her legs and coated her stomach with kisses. “We raised over three hundred thousand for the children’s hospital.”

It was a worthy cause. She was so proud of him for organizing the tournament. Jill had helped with the planning and volunteered for the first half, but her doctor’s appointment had forced her to leave early.

One elbow slipped off the countertop, causing her back to flatten against the granite surface. “That’s amazing. Tell me more later. Right now, I need you,” she panted, already desperate.

“First, tell me what the doctor said.” He used his fingertips to circle her clit. “Details, my beautiful.”

She opened her legs wider. “The babies are good. My blood pressure is normal, and all is perfect. Now, make love to me before you upset all three of us.”

Each of her pregnancies were different. Before she’d even missed her period, she knew this time. Her breasts were so tender that she’d cried when Luka had played with them. Twins ran on his side and the odds seemed stacked in their favor. Their desire to grow their family was coming true in a big way. With her age and the twin factor, they had constant checkups. Luka had been with her for each one and didn’t want to miss any, but she’d forced him to stay and finish his round of golf.

Many other players were expecting as well and it had been nice to chat with their wives. Growing the hockey empire as they’d described it. She patted her belly and smiled at the future hockey players. Even her ex had made an appearance at the charity event.

Terry had surprised the kids and the nation by announcing his retirement on Father’s Day. It was the biggest gift he could have given his family. His time. He’d confessed to Jill that losing her and the kids, had opened his eyes. His career was important, but he’d lost track of what really mattered. Family. There was so much to celebrate that day, and every day since

“I would never dream of upsetting my family. How would you like to come? On my fingers?” He pushed two inside and curved them towards her G-spot. A few twists and her back arched as she moaned. He pumped faster until she bathed his hand in her juices and screamed his name.

Luka’s smile stole her breath as his fingers robbed her sanity. He was convinced the twins were conceived on Father’s Day. The timing worked, and it was a nice thought. He wanted to celebrate every holiday by making babies.

“Maybe my mouth?” He kissed the top of her mound then licked across her clit. He removed his hand and lapped her release. Covering her lower lips with his mouth, he kissed her. He teased and brought her to the edge again. He made love to her with his tongue, lavishing attention to her most sensitive parts.

She trembled at the intensity and the rush of sensations. “Ahhh! Luuuuka…” she slurred as a blinding climax tore through her. She rode the waves of ecstasy and watched him undress.

“Will you come again with me inside you?” Luka pulled her off the kitchen island and carried her to their bedroom. He pushed past the unpacked boxes and set her down delicately on the mattress.

The windows were open, letting in the summer sunshine and the heat. She wiped a bead of sweat from her brow and wiggled closer to the pillows. She inhaled and basked in the scent of him. Their eyes connected and she saw the hunger and the beast within him.

Since they’d learned of the good news, he’d been extra careful during their love making. It was sweet, but Jill missed her aggressive lover. “I’m not made of glass. You can be rough. I promise, if I feel uncomfortable at any point, we can slow down.”

Slow and Luka didn’t belong in the same sentence. He liked living fast and their relationship was no different. His proposal wasn’t a joke, and she had a ring on her finger days after he won the Cup. When he wanted something, he went after it with vigor and passion and she was the lucky recipient of his desires.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said as he positioned himself between her thighs and tossed her legs over his shoulders. Gripping his cock, he coated himself in her arousal. “I love you, and I can’t say no to you.”

His cock slammed into her with one glide, causing the headboard to smash against the wall. She moaned at the fullness and loved it when he let loose. He stilled. She leaned through her legs, gripped his beard and tugged him towards her.

“I love you too. Make love to me.” Their lips joined, and he gave her what she wanted.

 

 

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