Page 89 of Power Play

EPILOGUE

REX- THREE MONTHS LATER

If you would have told me a year ago, even six months ago, that I’d be lying in bed next to the hottest women I’d ever met, I would have called you a fucking liar. I probably would’ve told you to go get your head checked.

But here we are, in that exact situation.

The only difference is that Sawyer isn’t just the hottest woman I’ve ever met. She’s also my favorite person, and the love of my life. Well, my favorite adult. My favorite little person is currently fast asleep in her room, probably dreaming about whatever sugar concoction Sawyer’s convinced her is appropriate for breakfast.

As much as I want to get annoyed about that, it’s hard because I’ve loved seeing Rory and Sawyer’s relationship develop. It’s everything I could have ever imagined for my little girl. Sawyer adores Rory and it’s obvious my daughter feels the same way. We were both so nervous to tell Rory about the two of us, but it went so much better than I thought possible. She acted like it wasn’t a big deal, just a part of everyday life, which I guess to her it was.

Sawyer and I kept waiting for the other shoe to drop and for her to freak out, but she never did. Stella and my mom just laughed at us, apparently Rory told them all about us at their sleepover, but they made a deal to wait for us to tell her.

“Stop staring at me, you’re creeping me out,” she mumbles, turning her face to nuzzle deeper into my chest.

“I can’t help it, you were making these soft little sounds, almost like you were snoring. It was cute.”

“I DO NOT SNORE,” she warns, her eyes immediately snapping open to glare at me.

“I didn’t say it was a bad thing, they’re cute little sounds,” I smirk.

“It’s decided. I’m never sleeping here again,” Sawyer says as she flips over to face away from me.

“I thought they were cute. But your little moans and whimpers while you dream? Those turn me the fuck on. I just had to wait for you to wake up so I could find out if you’ll make those same sounds while I tongue fuck you,” I growl as I slide my body over hers, holding myself up on my arms as I stare down at her.

“You could have done that anyways,” she mumbles, still refusing to look at me, but an adorable smirk is now peeking out.

Holding my body still, I lean in so my mouth is right next to her ear. “But then I wouldn’t have gotten to watch your face as you came all over mine.”

“I’m still mad at you,” she says, her voice breathless as I continue down, pressing kisses along her jaw, pausing when I reach the juncture between her neck and collar bone. She’s so sensitive here, and as I nip and suck, she moans and her body lifts up towards me as her hands grips my hair, pulling me in closer.

Sawyer joking about how she’ll never sleep here again gives me the motivation to talk to her about something—something I’ve been thinking about for awhile but have been way too chicken to bring up. You’d think I’m a teenage boy getting ready to ask a girl out on a date, but here I am, a fucking thirty-seven-year-old dad acting like a little bitch about this.

So, I’m not going to play fair.

Sliding down her body, I stop when I reach her perfect breasts, cupping one with one hand, as my mouth latches onto her other, gently nibbling and sucking her nipple. Switching back and forth between the two, I don’t stop until she’s squirming beneath me, practically begging for more.

“I have a question for you,” I say as my mouth pops off of her nipple with a loud pop.

“Really, Rex? A question for me right now? My vote is that your mouth stops talking and instead starts eating me out. It’s a more productive use of our time.”

Cocking an eyebrow, I look up at her. “Oh, is that so? I’m only good for my mouth?” I whisper quietly, before blowing against her clit, just hard enough to drive her wild.

“Stop teasing me, Rex,” she whines, her hands pulling my hair trying to place my mouth exactly where she needs it. “If you don’t touch me soon, I’ll do it myself.”

Grabbing both her wrists, I put them in my left hand, holding her still while I lean forward until my mouth is right next to her ear. Gripping her jaw with my free hand, I hold her still, demanding her attention. “Like fuck you will, baby girl. You play by my rules and you’ll get what you want, I promise. Fight me and I’ll bring you right to the edge before pulling all of the way back. Then, I’ll do it over and over until you think you can’t take it any longer. Do you understand me? Are you listening?”

Her eyes are wide, but not with fear. Sawyer gets off on me demanding things from her and her body. She especially loves when I demand orgasms from her. But right now, I’m withholding orgasms until she talks.

“Fine. I’m listening,” she responds after what feels like minutes, but was probably just a few moments.

Taking a deep breath, I move back down her body until my mouth is back between her legs. Pressing kisses down her thigh, I kiss down to her knee before back up to her hip, holding back a laugh when she protests, but she waits patiently. She knows the game.

“I like you here, in my bed,” is all I can muster out, my tongue flattening as I press it against her clit in a long, languid swipe. Keeping it up, I slip one finger inside of her cunt, sliding right in. “You’re so fucking wet. Is this all for me?”

“Was that your question?” is all this infuriating woman is able to moan out, as I angle my fingers to hit her g-spot, my tongue still working her clit.

“Stop being a pain in my ass. Move in with me,” I growl, staring at her, loving the moment realization hits her at what I just asked. Pressing firmer against her clit, my thumb rubs slow, circles against her clit, bringing her closer and closer ever so slowly.

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