Page 45 of Whiskey Reveals

Epilogue

Fox’s fingersdug into Melody’s hips as he thrust into her wet heat. Her pussy was so hot, so wet, that he slid home right to the hilt. This was the first time without a condom, and going bare was possibly one of the best moments of his fucking life.

Melody arched for him, and he wrapped her hair around his fist so he could fuck her hard into the mattress. She panted, calling out his name, and he did the same with hers. He loved viewing her from this angle. Loved the way the curves of her ass just enveloped his cock. She was so damn hot, and one day, he was going to marry her. They were going to wait until after the baby was born, even though that might not be what others thought they should do. But they wanted to wait and do things on their own terms, even if it was backwards.

And that meant he still had a few months to bang his girlfriend rather than his wife. The last time he had said that, Melody had slapped him upside the head and then gave him a blowjob.

They were officially crazy for one another.

Melody’s inner walls clamped around him, and she came. He pulled out quickly and flipped her over to her back so he could slide into her one more time. Neither of them could catch their breaths as he hovered over her, crushing his mouth to hers as he pounded into her as hard as he could. He loved it when they were slow, the build-up tantalizing, but he loved it even more when they went hard and fast. Melody’s fingernails scraped down his skin, and he knew he would have marks later on. And he loved it. Loved her. He slid his hand between them and played with her clit, and when she came again, this time, he filled her up.

They were sweaty, wet, and a little sticky, but he honestly never wanted to get out of bed.

“I think that was a good way to see if we really like morning sex with you living here.” Melody laughed and ran her hand over the swell of her stomach. She was just now starting to show a little bit more, but they had a long while until the baby was born.

That would give them more time to get to know each other fully, inside and out. And time to make up a nursery in Ms. Pearl’s home. Fox had moved in the week before, knowing that neither of them wanted to leave the older woman alone. Fox didn’t mind renting his house out for a bit. After all, he’d fallen in love with the home, Ms. Pearl, and Melody, all in quick succession.

“I think morning sex is a win,” he agreed, kissing her softly. “But I’m sure your grandma heard us.”

She blushed. “Well, I’m sure she’s heard worse.”

He kissed her again, holding her close. He’d never thought that this was how his life would turn out, and yet, in the end, it seemed as if it was the perfect way for it to happen. He’d fallen in love with a dancer, a woman who never left his mind, even when he’d thought she should. He was going to be a father, and was so damn excited to watch Melody be a mother. His family had taken her in and hadn’t once questioned the track that Fox and Melody were on.

Because that’s what his family did. They took people in and always made sure they were safe and well loved.

And as he held his future wife in his arms, knowing they both needed to get out of bed since he had another project to work on and she had a dance class in a couple of hours, he knew that today was yet another start to what would be the rest of their lives.

And to think, it had all started with one shot of whiskey too much, and a temptation smooth as sin.

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