Epilogue

Ten years later.

ZAVIER

I came up behind Lani where she sat at her vanity in nothing but bra and panties, hurriedly applying a little makeup.

Her face lit up when I entered the bedroom, and God, this face still captivates me even after all these years.

My hands fell to her shoulders as I leaned down and fastened my teeth to her neck, feeling the magic of her skin intoxicate me as it always did.

I slid his hand down where my fingers sank around a lace-enclosed breast as I held her anchored in place. Her breath hitched as her eyes caught and held mine in the gilded mirror.

Holy hell. The impact of our sexual chemistry was no less forceful than ten years ago. Heavens know, I want to hold her up to the mirror and fvck her hard while she moans my name.

At thirty-three, my wife is so beautiful and keeps getting sexier every damn day. We're parents to three lovely kids, and we've never been more happy.

Tiana and Tina is ten years old, and today's their graduation. While Micah is five years old. Micah, my little boy....the fiercest and most adorable boy in the world.

Micah's conception didn't come easy. Lani pleaded with me everyday, that she wants to have another child. The twins wants a baby brother or sister. I refused, even after five years. I never forgot what she went through with Tiana and Tina.

When Lani stopped taking her contraceptives to force the issue, I bought thirty boxes of condom and stored in the drawers of our room. When Lani saw it, she started crying.

"Miranda has two babies already! Miranda already went to the delivery room twice and she hasn't died, Zav! Please...!" She'd cried.

I longed for another baby too, watching her belly grow round with my child inside her, I missed it. But I can't help remembering...

But, when she'd cried and cried, I know I've lost the battle. The woman knows how much I hate seeing her cry, I'll do anything at all to make sure there isn't any tears in her eyes.

Now, five more years later, our babies are our world. Little Micah....so perfect little boy. And his birth has been so easy too.

I walked closer to her from behind. My Lani, I can still make her blush, but with experience she has become uninhibited when it comes to love making. Hell, she was a damn wanton in bed—or pretty much anywhere else I decide to have her—or anywhere she decides to have me.

I scraped my teeth along her soft skin as I brushed my thumb across a plump nipple. These breasts—Jesus—they were going to be the death of me yet.

For years now, I still feel like I've died and gone to heaven every time I touched her. With a quickie in mind, I unbuckled my belt and freed my aching erection.

Her eyelids became heavy as she mumbled, "Zav.... We're almost late for Tiana and Tina's graduation."

"We have a few minutes, baby..." I groaned, slipping her panties to one side, I entered her from behind.

She moaned low on her throat and closed her eyes, giving herself up to me. Holding her standing against me, I watched her from the mirror as I plunged deep inside her tight little body, the feeling as heavenly as always.

Just as beautiful. Always feels like home.

Within minutes, her breath picked up and I increased my thrusts, chasing my own orgasm while I caressed her breasts, pinching and twerking the little nubs until she dissolved into liquid around me, her breaths coming in short pants as she tried to catch her breath.

I bit her shoulder and came with a groan, pumping into her until she milked me dry. Then, I pulled out and watched her panties cover her up. I grinned at her flushed face at the mirror.

"Looks like you'll have to go wash up, Mrs Ryker." I whispered to her ear.

"You caused it!" She wailed, glaring at me through the mirror.

"You'd better be fast before Valerie brings Micah home, and then you wouldn't have time to finish getting ready."

She glared at me, pouted her sexy lips and headed for the bathroom. I chuckled as I watched her go. Damn, that sexy ass.

This woman that I love so much, who gave me everything that I never knew I was missing in life. She gave me love. A family. A purpose. A life

She'll forever be my priority. She....and my family.

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