EPILOGUE
Daniel
One Month Later
My time with my grandmother was coming to an end, and my family thought it would be best for her to move back to Washington with us. It broke my heart that I would have to leave Layla. I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to let her go. I’d spent the most incredible month with her, and I couldn’t imagine my life without her.
I knew it would devastate her, but I had a solution to the issue.
“You’re what?” she asked.
“My parents want my grandmother to move back to Washington with us,” I said.
“So is this our last dinner together or something?”
I could see the disappointment wafting over her face, and it broke my heart.
“Not if you don’t want it to be,” I said.
“But how could that work? I don’t have the money to fly out to you or anything, and you’re not paying for that on your own.”
“I figured you’d say that, so I offer you this. How about coming with me.”
“What?” she asked.
“Come with me to Washington. Look, Layla. I know you’re close with your family, but I also know you don’t quite feel like you belong. Come live with me in Washington. I have this beautiful three-bedroom apartment that would be perfect for us. There’s plenty of room, we’ll find you another job, or you can go back to school if you want. Or open your own business. You can do anything, and I’ll be there to support you.”
“Daniel, I can’t just—”
“The thought of being far away from you is killing me. I couldn’t sleep last night when the decision was made, and this is the only thing that settles my heart. That gives me you without the distance. Come with me to Washington, Layla.”
Sitting there in her townhome surrounded by food we weren’t eating, I could see her debating. I was frantic this morning to get her alone tonight. To try and propose this to her, hoping she would say yes. I knew it was short notice and I knew it was fast, but I couldn’t go back to Washington without her.
I would only be half a man if I did.
“Okay,” she said.
“Wait—are you serious?” I asked.
“Trust me, I’m just as shocked as you are. But, yes. I’ll go with you. I’ll have to call Angela and tell her what’s going on, but yes. I will move with you.”
Happiness leapt into my chest. I sprang to my feet and pulled her into me, crashing my lips down onto hers. I picked her up while she giggled, her feet kicking in the air as I walked her back to her bedroom.
A bedroom she would soon share with me in Washington.
I tossed her onto the bed and we quickly removed our clothes. I wasn’t going to spend another second doing something I didn’t want to do. I crashed my naked body onto hers and we covered each other with our lips, leaving no crevice untouched in the process. Her sweet mouth wrapped around my throbbing cock as she sat her pussy onto my lips. She tasted like salted caramel and honey, the mixture drizzling into my mouth as I teased her clit.
The way she swallowed my thick dick down her throat curled my toes.
I massaged her ass and teased her tight little hole. I had her grinding her hips uncontrollably into my face as her throat closed around my cock. Her curves covered me and her skin felt so soft. I was intoxicated with the way her mouth sucked my dick.
But that wasn’t where I wanted to cum. Not tonight.
I shoved her hips off my lips and she released me with a pop. She clamored on top of my cock and sank down onto it, her ass bare for my viewing pleasure as she rode me. She slammed onto my dick and soaked my pelvis in her juices until she was shivering with her orgasm. Her pussy sucked me in deep as her fingernails dug into my shins, and the lust I had for her overwhelmed my senses.
I got up before she was even done coming and positioned her on her hands and knees. I fucked her from behind as my balls smacked against her clit, prolonging her orgasm until she was breathless. Her tits were bouncing against the bed as her hands braced against the sheets, and soon my thighs were dripping with her splattering juices as she cried out my name.
“Daniel! Please. I need to rest. I can’t take it. It’s so good. Fuck.”
I wasn’t going to let her breathe, though. I wanted her to remember this night. The night she gave herself over to the only man she’d ever need. I wanted her to know that every whim, every pleasure and dream she could ever wish for herself would be taken care of.
Starting with her carnal enjoyments.
I flipped her over onto her back as she tried to catch her breath. I slammed into her time and time again, feeling my balls pull up into my body with want. Sweat was dripping off my face as tears of joy brewed behind her eyes. I leaned down to capture her lips as my body raked against her swollen clit, and I could feel her about to pop.
“Come with me, Layla,” I said, whispering. “Come with me and never look back.”
Her eyes flew open and a cheeky grin crossed her cheeks. Her hands flew to my back, her nails pressing into my skin as I groaned. I fucked her steadily, feeling her body lurch against mine as her pussy milked my cock for all it had.
Then we both climaxed together in a fit of sweat and cum, shaking as our bodies intertwined as I filled her to the brim.
We collapsed to the bed, heaving in the same sex-tainted air as she curled into my side. Her skin was covered in a light sheen of sweat that mixed with the musk from my body. I pressed a delicate kiss to her forehead as we laid there, and I thought about the journey to come. About our move to Washington State. About how we had to pack up her things. About how she would have to wrap up work and how we could open up her own coffee shop in the place where coffee shops were birthed.
“I’m excited,” Layla said lightly.
“You are?” I asked.
“Yeah. I mean, it’s a new adventure. Both living in Washington and being in love. I feel safe with you. Like you would never steer me wrong.”
“And I never will,” I said as I looked down at her. “I promise you.”
“I love you, Daniel,” she said, as she looked up at me.
“I love you too.”
She brought her lips up to connect with mine and I sighed into her touch. I wrapped my arms around her as we settled into the sheets, ignoring the stains we’d left behind from the love we had shared. There was packing to be done and tickets to book, but for now I wanted to enjoy the woman against my body.
I wanted to hold her close just like this. To set precedence. To set an example. To show her that this was the bare minimum of what she would get from me. She would get nothing less than my energy, my attention, and my touch.
She would get nothing less than all of me, just like I got nothing less than all of her.
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When the call came in, I never knew it would take me back to that night.
That night, I couldn't save her.
I wasn't about to let it happen again.
Madi may not love me –but we had a past.
Rocky as it might have been, I wasn't about to fail her too.
Especially since the same man who killed my ex is now targeting Madi.
My only goal is to solve the crime, save the girl and put the murdering bastard behind bars once and for all.
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