Page 16 of Stalked By the Intern

Her words are a balm, a beacon through the fog of uncertainty.

And in that promise, there's an end and a beginning, a vow spoken in the language of flesh and soul. Whatever comes next, we'll face it. Together.

EPILOGUE

One Year Later

Andy

I swallowhard as I press my body against hers, feeling the heat radiating off of hers. She's so fucking perfect, just like I knew she would be. Her soft moans fill the air as I grip the comforter tightly, my hands trembling with anticipation. I slither my fingers down her arm, tracing the delicate bones and veins that make up her wrist before moving up to her thigh, gently pushing aside the silk fabric that covers it.

My heart races in my chest as I revel in the feeling of her skin under my fingertips. Slowly, I make my way up her leg, teasing her with every touch until I reach her core.

She gasps when my hand glides over her panties, her wetness seeping through the material, leaving a trail of desire on my fingertips.

My breathing hitches in my throat at the thought of claiming what's rightfully mine.

She tastes like sweet wine, her innocence intoxicating me as I lean in to press my lips against hers. My tongue darts out, teasing her bottom lip before forcing its way past and diving into her mouth. Our tongues dance in a sensual tango while my other hand reaches between us, touching myself through my boxers.

It doesn't take much for either of us to become fully aroused. Our passion for each other is palpable.

I kiss her neck, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses along her jawline and collarbone. Tearing off my shirt, I throw it across the room, my chest glistening with sweat from the heat between us.

My muscles tense as I feel her small hands gripping my shoulders tightly.

It's not enough.

I need more of her.

Lifting myself up, I position myself between her legs, my hardness poking at her entrance. She moans softly at the contact, arching her back towards me in invitation.

With a low growl, I push inside, filling her completely. The feeling of our joining sends shockwaves through both of our bodies, making us tremble with pleasure.

I start to move slowly at first, savoring the tightness of my wife. I pick up pace, grunting as I thrust harder, faster, deeper into her welcoming warmth.

The room is alive with the sounds of our bodies colliding - skin slapping against skin, heavy breathing mingled with soft moans, and the rustling of clothes discarded on the floor.

The taste of her cherry lip balm lingers on my lips as we continue to kiss, our hips meeting in a rhythm only known to us.

Our sweat-slicked skin sticks together as we lose ourselves in this primal dance of desire fueled by hidden infatuation and longing.

The scent of lust fills the air as we climax together, our lips messy from biting and the bed creaking beneath our intensity. We collapse into each other's arms, spent but satisfied, our hearts racing in unison.

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Willow

Andy's eyes bore into me, his pupils dilated with lust. "You're mine, Willow. You've always been mine," he whispers darkly against my ear, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine.

His hand moves to the hem of my skirt, pulling it upward as he whispers, "I want you naked. I need to see you naked." I tremble under his touch, my body becoming his plaything as my heart races in anticipation of what's to come. My stomach drops when he finally pulls my panties off, exposing me to his hungry gaze.

"Oh my god, Andy," I pant, my breasts heaving against his chest. "You're insatiable."

He chuckles darkly, nipping at my earlobe. "And you're mine to devour." His hands roam possessively over my body, trailing down to my hips where he grips them tightly as he pumps in and out of me, taking me roughly once more.

I whimper in delight, my fingers digging into his shoulders. Our hips sync up, the pace frantic, like we're trying to escape something invisible holding us back.

He groans loudly, the vibrations sending shivers down my spine. The feeling of being wanted so desperately fuels his desire even more, his heart racing in anticipation of what comes next.

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