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I spread her cheeks to watch my cock spear into her gorgeous pussy. Shoes fell from the shelves, and her head thumped into the wall, but we didn’t give a shit.
“Yes,” she groaned. “Harder.” She changed her angle and pushed her ass into me. I gave her what she wanted, what I needed. Sweat beaded on my forehead as our skin slapped together with each thrust.Everything about her was intoxicating. Her neck arched, and I watched her bite down on her lip as her eyes opened, peering straight into my soul.
With her eyes on me, my muscles tightened and my cock swelled. “I’m going to paint you in my cum, baby.”I pushed into her one more time and pulled out slowly as my cock spasmed and cum spurted all over her sweet ass.
“Fuck,” I groaned. “You’re incredible.”
We panted, trying to catch our breaths. I grabbed my shorts from the floor and used them to wipe her down.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” she said, laughing.
“Are you saying I secured your spot as the greatest gift to humankind?” I pulled her to me, kissing her sweet lips and breathing in her scent.
“Hmm…” She made a show of scratching her head. “I don’t know.”
“Do you need another spanking?” I teased and swatted her bare ass.
“I think I might.”
I picked her up and hauled her over my shoulder while she squealed and tried to reach down to pinch my ass. Plopping her on our bed, I growled, “You’re in for it now.”
Epilogue
Kendahl
NearlyeveryoutfitIowned was scattered across our bed by the time I finished packing my suitcase. I’d made sure to include the ugly Christmas sweaters I got for us even though Coby tried to hide his in the back of his dresser. Nothing said Christmas like a flashy sweater that read Jingle My Bells adorned with actual bells. So what if there also happened to be an image of a naked man? At least his bits were covered by said bells.
I’d wear my sweater proudly. Mine, however, was covered in fuzzy kitties wearing Santa hats. Honestly, I wish mine had some bells on it too or at least a kitty pun filled with innuendo. But I’d settled for being adorably G rated.
“Babe, did you get the rest of Grogu’s stuff together?” I yelled loud enough to reach Coby in the living room.
His aggravated plodding started toward me while I held in a giggle because I knew exactly what he was about to say.
“Why did we adopt that creature again? And why the hell does a cat need a whole suitcase of stuff to go to a pet sitter’s house?”
He leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up just enough to get me distracted by the muscle of his forearm flexing. Before I could get any ideas, the “creature” in question ran sideways through the hallway making a sound I’d come to call his cat bark. He stopped right in front of our doorframe to rub against Coby’s leg.
“Every time he makes that sound, I swear he’s summoning an army of beasts from whatever circle of hell he came from.” Coby bent down and scooped the scraggly little guy into his arms and plopped him on the bed. Grogu arched his back and his gray striped fur poofed out before he trotted back to Coby’s feet.
“Look how much he loves you. You may be a grump, but I saw you go out of your way to put him in your lap last night,” I teased.
“You saw no such thing.”
“Make sure you pack his special mouse toy. And his bag of treats. I don’t know if Lee has any at their place. I’m almost done here.” I zipped up my luggage and headed into our bathroom to grab the last of my toiletries.
We were going to spend Christmas at the Marin Inn. It was Coby’s idea. I made sure to check the weather forecast thoroughly before he booked the room. We didn’t need a repeat of our first visit. We even convinced Mia and Shawn to join us. I never thought those two homebodies would want to travel for the holiday but maybe they wanted to enjoy the island this time.
I’d miss my fuzzy little gremlin cat though. When I moved back to Palm Cove, I had asked Claudia if I could help at the adoption event. It was coming up the following week and my heart was breaking to not be a part of it. She did me one better and offered me a promotion at the office. I was now a partner with equal pay and responsibilities as her. It took every effort in my body not to break down and cry when she made me the offer. I was filled with so much joy to be back.
Grogu was the last cat standing at the end of the day. When he was brought into the shelter as a stray, he’d had such a bad infection in one of his eyes that they couldn’t save it. But his floppy gray ears stood out to me more than his one eye. They were the largest, pointiest ears I’d ever seen on a cat. He had patches of missing fur from his time on the streets and needed some TLC badly.
I’d had my eye on him the whole day, watching person after person pass him by. As we were packing up, I picked him up and brought him to Coby who was busy loading folding tables into the back of a van. Grogu immediately chirped when he saw Coby and purred so loud with the crackliest purr I’d ever heard.
Needless to say, we brought him home and the little guy had come out of his shell. He especially loved to knock Coby’s stuff off his side table, chew up charging cables, and scatter his kibble all over the floor. Coby wasn’t amused, but I loved to watch his heart grow for the little guy.
The setting sun reflected shades of burnt orange and deep purple onto the rippling waves as we drove along town toward the inn. I rolled down the windows and pulled briny ocean air deep into my lungs, listening to the caw of seabirds. I looked over at Coby. He’d been uncharacteristically quiet the whole car ride. He’d kept a hand on my thigh the entire time, rubbing circles and nodding along to the holiday station on the radio. It was nice that we could be so comfortable enjoying each other’s company without constant conversation.
We passed beautifully decorated storefronts and a huge tree on Main Street where families stopped to snap photos. The inn was all decked out in white lights and faux pine. It felt surreal. Like we’d been there years ago instead of only four months ago. So much had changed since that first night there.
