Epilogue
Kory
Two years later
“Kory, we can't. Echo will be awake soon. She's only napping.” Aimee protests as my lips work her neck and my fingers work her pus.sy.
She can protest all she likes; it won't make a difference to me right now. I want her, and I want her now. I've been in Seattle for three weeks and missed her so much.
“We have time, beautiful.”
Aimee's protests die on her lips as I kiss the shi.t out of her and carry her to our bed. I strip her quickly, then myself. My co.ck is so hard I'm ready to pound nails!
She cries out the second my mouth finds her erect nip.ple. God, I've missed her. My fingers pump inside of her hard and fast. I can feel her contracting around them. She's about to cu.m. It's always the same when I've been away.
“Kory... I'm going to... Oh, God!
