Epilogue Two
Julien
I’d seen Mia’s face when Gran had mentioned children. She tried to hide her sadness about the fact that she’d be unlikely to have any, but she couldn’t hide it from me.
Well, nothing was impossible and I’d do my part to keep trying, that was for sure. Even if it didn’t work, we still had options. Adoption was something I’d be very interested in. In a way, I thought of it as a way of paying it back for Charlie, saving another kid from what happened to him. Was I seeking redemption for my own sins? I didn’t know, and I didn’t care.
“Ready to go?” I asked as the last of the dishes were dried and put away. It was close to midnight and everyone had finally left. We’d sent Gran home to bed and Mia and I had cleaned up our café.
“Yep. I’m exhausted!”
“Well, owning a café will likely do that to you.”
She smiled and slipped off the apron she’d been wearing. I took her hand, pulling her to me, kissing her, feeling the sharp edge of the ring she wore, the ring that promised she’d be mine, in the palm of my hand. Sliding my hand down her back to cup her soft little bottom, I hoisted her up and carried her to the counter, never breaking off our kiss as I set her there, pushing her dress up to her waist before opening the buttons at the front and taking out her breasts. She’d worn a bra, and the little mounds fit perfectly in my palms, the nipples hardening instantly.
“Julien, what are you doing?”
She asked it through a kiss and I grinned, reaching my head down to suck one breast into my mouth before drawing the nipple out between my teeth. Her hands on my shoulders squeezed and she groaned. Sliding one hand down between her legs, I slipped it into her panties as I took her other breast into my mouth, sucking and tasting, concentrating on that nipple as moisture collected on my fingers. Straightening again, I kissed her, lifting her slightly as I did to drag her panties off. I then knelt, pulling her to the very edge of the counter as she leaned her head back against the wall and opened her legs.
“I love how you smell.” I couldn’t get enough of it, actually. When she was aroused, it was like a call to me, and I loved that I did that to her.
Gripping her hips, I took her clit into my mouth, making her moan instantly as I began to suck softly. Her hands closed around my head and she pulled me to her so my face pressed into her pussy as she leaned back some more, setting her feet up on the counter and spreading her legs wider. Her clit swelled in my mouth and I knew she was close from the sounds she was making so I slowed, looking up at her face before pulling back and standing, looking at her sex, at the gaping lips of her pussy, her slick, pink cunt.
“Julien—”
Pulling off my shirt, I gripped a handful of hair and tugged her head backward, looking down at her face, her open mouth. I kissed her, letting her taste herself on my tongue while she worked the zipper of my jeans, opening them and pushing them down to free my swollen cock. Lifting her up off the counter, I pushed her to her knees where she greedily opened her mouth and took me in.
Christ, she was so fucking good. Her hair tangled in my fingers, and I worked her over my length, pushing deeper, watching her as I did, loving the feel of that hot little mouth, that wet tongue working while she watched me. With a groan, I dragged her back up.
“I need to fuck you tonight, Mia.”
Setting her back on the counter, I pushed her thighs wide and looked at her eyes. She wrapped her hands around my face and kissed me, her hunger equaling my own as I thrust inside her at once, catching her gasp in my mouth as her cunt stretched to accommodate me. I loved how fucking tight she was. Tight and hot, wet and willing.
She wrapped her legs around me, our bodies touching constantly as I fucked her, kissing her, feeling her tighten the grip of her legs around me, her mouth open for me as the walls of her pussy began to squeeze my cock. She said my name, closing her eyes as she came, and I just watched her, watched her face tense, her eyes soften, her grip tighten upon me, little whimpers coming from her throat as her pussy pulsed around my cock.
Once she loosened the lock of her legs, I set her down and turned her, leaning her over the counter and pushing her dress up to the middle of her back. I loved looking at her like this as she bent deep, thrusting her hips back and up. I gripped her buttocks and spread her open, my thumb closing over her asshole as I thrust once more into her dripping cunt, making her cry out. Gripping her hair with my other hand, I turned her head back and watched her face, watched her watch me, those pretty green eyes locked on mine as she came again, this time my cock throbbing inside her, emptying there, all while she watched, just as she had when all this had begun.
Spent, we remained on the floor in the kitchen of the café, both of us quiet, neither of us seeming to be able to get close enough to the other.
“Can you reach the cake?” Mia asked after a long while.
I chuckled and glanced at her, then reached up to take the serving dish that contained the last piece. “You’re hungry?”
She shrugged a shoulder with an embarrassed look. “I like the cake.”
I held it up to her and she bit off a piece. I did the same and we were once again silent as we ate that last piece of cake.
“I don’t want to wait too long to get married,” I said.
“Me either. I have no family or friends to invite, so we don’t have to wait on anything.”
“Now we’ll be a family. You, me, and Gran — and who knows who else.”
She lowered her lashes at that and I saw tears glistening in her eyes. “I may not be able to have babies ever, Julien. You have to know that.” Her eyes searched mine. “You understand that, right?”
“I know. We have options. Adoption is something I’d like to explore at some point. Not quite yet, but in the future.”
She nodded, but looked down at her lap.
With a finger under her chin, I forced her to meet my gaze. “I love you, Mia. That’s all. I don’t care about anything else. I want a simple life with you, here. That’s all.”
A tear slipped from her eye, and I wiped it away.
“I love you too, and a simple life here is just what I want. I feel so very lucky already.” She caressed my face and brushed her lips against mine in a soft kiss. “So very lucky.”
The End
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