SECOND EPILOGUE
Nolan - next Halloween
“Seeing you in that dragon queen outfit makes my dick so fucking hard.” I goosed my wife’s ass underneath the layers of thin silk she wore draped across her delicious curves. She shooed my hand away from her ass, clasping it with hers instead as we walked down the street. We made quite a pair, I had no doubt about that. We’d already had a few curious people stop and ask for pictures.
“Shh, you could be a gentleman on our first date since Heath was born.” Reese winked at me and pursed her glittery pink lips.
“There’s no part of tonight where I plan to be gentlemanly.” I was already adjusting my cock with every step we took toward the haunted house.
“You realize you forced me to marry you on Halloween? From now until the end of time, I’ll be celebrating my anniversary on Halloween.”
This woman kept me hard as a rock with her dry sense of humor. “If I’d only known I was getting a smartass out of the deal.”
She narrowed her sapphire eyes at me. “You named our son after a candy bar, Redford. Hindsight is 20/20.”
I scooped my sassy, sexy wife in my arms, hoisting her over my shoulder and carrying her the rest of the way screaming and shrieking to the House of Terror. Reese hadn’t wanted to leave Heath so soon after giving birth—he wasn’t even eight weeks old—so I’d planned an outing a little closer to home.
“You’re stuck with me, Mrs. Redford.” I smacked her softly on the ass just as we stepped up the stairs and into the brownstone decorated as a haunted house. I shoved a fifty into the teenager’s hand, and he passed me back two tickets, cracking a wry grin when I passed, wife over my shoulders.
I shot him a mean glare to make sure he didn’t check out my wife’s ass on the way in.
New father or not, I’d shove that pimply fucker’s balls down his windpipe.
“Stop being a caveman, Redford.” Reese swatted at my ass. It didn’t make a bit of difference; I had three fake wolf furs draped over my shoulders and tied at my waist.
“Just call me Jon Snow, Sugar Lips.” I loosened my grip, sliding her down my hard body, fake sword sliding between her thighs and pressing between us.
“You’d better watch your sword, Mr. Snow.” She pursed her plump lips in a perfect pout that made my dick pound. What the hell would it say about me if I bailed on our first post-baby date to fuck my wife?
“Keep talking, Mama, find out what happens.” I thrust my hips a little harder against her, pushing us both down a dark hallway set up with a few neon lights and nothing else. “There’s no telling what might pop out in these hallways.”
Her soft giggle was like music to my ears. I spun her in my arms so she faced forward. I guided her gently down the hallway, my hands pushing through the layers of soft silk to get to my wife. She sighed when my fingertips made contact with her hot slit.
“No panties, Sugar? Are you trying to kill me?” I nipped at her ear as we turned another tight corner that led up a steep stairwell.
“Just wanted to make things interesting.”
“Oh, I’m interested.” I slipped the rough pad of my thumb against her soft, soaked core. A shuddered breath escaped her lips just as a skeleton slipped out of a hidden annex and screamed. Reese shrieked, flying against me before erupting into a fit of giggles.
“I can’t think when your hands are on me,” she whispered. “And that makes everything so much scarier because I’m not expecting it.”
I shook my head, maintaining the focused assault on the bud of her clit as we continued the climb the stairs. “Not expecting it? We’re in a haunted house.”
We got to the top of the stairs, and Reese turned, hands on her hips. “Yeah, but when you’re doing that, all I can think about is you inside me.”
My eyebrows rose, glancing around the room to make sure we were alone. I spotted a door in the corner, a Staff Only sign taped to the front.
I winked at her once, grasping her hand and pulling her to the door.
“Nolan!”
I swung the door open, really fucking glad to find an empty closet. I tucked us both inside, slamming it closed with my back and lifting her into my arms. “Being Jon Snow has its benefits.”
I pulled my cock out of my pants and slid the mountain of really fucking hot furs aside. A second later, I was sinking into the sweetest thing that had ever graced this earth.
“Fuck, you feel so fucking good, Sugar Lips,” I rasped at her ear.
She shuddered, so sensitive to every single touch since she’d had the baby. “Oh. My. God.”
Her nails dug into my back before my hips were quickening, my desire to carry her all the way home and fuck her the rest of the night strong. “Wish to hell we’d never even left the house tonight.”
“Nolan, ahh, Nolan.”
“Louder, baby. I want every skeleton in this house to know you’re mine.”
I snuck a hand between us, rubbing my fingers against her clit and loving the way her thighs began a slow shake, her teeth clamping down on her lips, telling me she was over the edge. She was going to…
A soft scream slipped past her lips just before I merged our mouths and swallowed the noise, my cock bursting with come and coating her cunt with every ounce of me. Buried deep inside Reese. Exactly where I belonged.
“Mmm, I love you, Redford.” She purred at my neck as she came down from her orgasm.
I pulled her a little closer, sucking in the intoxicating scent of her. “Love you too, my little Reese’s Cup.”
“Oh my God, Nolan—” I stopped the rest of her words with my lips.
“Less talking, more kissing,” I ordered, swallowing her moans again. “I love you more than Reese’s Cups. How about that?”
She only shook her head, connecting our lips and falling into our kiss again.
I did love this woman more than all the candy on the planet. And every other thing in the world.
“Love you forever, baby.”
THE END
Thank you so much for reading!! xoxo Aria
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