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“Come here.” I grab his belt buckle, my trembling hands fiddling with the straps and failing. Ian chuckles and comes to my aid.
“Let me.” He unbuckles the belt with ease and pulls off his jeans. I lick my lips as I stare at the bulge in his boxers. He steps closer, and I reach into his boxers to stroke him.
“Oh God… Lee-Lee.” He throws his head back. He pulses and throbs against my hands.
“If you continue with that, I won’t last very long.” He steps back.
I chuckle, watching as he spreads my legs apart. He sinks to his knees, pulling my pink lacy panties to the side. Pleasure shoots through me as his lips touch my sweet spot.
“God,” I groan, burying both my hands in his hair. His tongue thrusts in and out of me and my eyes roll back. I bite my lower lip to stop myself from moaning out loud, but even that doesn’t work. His palms knead my breasts, flicking around my nipple and sending my heightened senses into overdrive. Ian pulls back, rising to his feet. Before I can express my disappointment, he wraps my legs around his waist, sliding into me in one fluid motion.
“Lee-Lee…” he groans. My fingernails dig into his shoulders as he fills me completely. He puts his weight behind each thrust, and I go blind with pleasure. Even in the cold of the night, we’re both hot and sweaty. The room is silent save for the creaking bed and our low grunts and moans. I match the rhythm of his thrusts by meeting them with thrusts of my own. The pleasure overwhelms me, and I can’t hold on anymore. My climax hit me in waves. My insides convulse around him, sending him over the edge. My muscles tense and stiffen as my hips jerk intermittently. When it’s over, Ian slumps against me, and we both struggle to catch our breath.
“I’m here, Kaylee,” Ian says after a moment, “and I’m not going anywhere.”
Chapter Twenty-Eight: Kaylee
Epilogue
“Let’s cut the cake!”
I wipe my hands with a napkin, watching with a smile as Trisha hurries out of the kitchen with a cake knife. She has spent the past few weeks worrying about her mom’s birthday party, and I’m only happy to see that she’s finally enjoying herself.
“Wait, hold on.” Ella stops her. “Let’s take pictures first.”
“We already took pictures, Ella.” Trisha drops the knife.
“Yeah, we did.” Ella tucks back a strand of her platinum hair. “But not one of just us three. I promised my friends in Paris that I’ll bring them a picture of my beautiful family.”
“Aw,” Trisha pouts, hugging her sister. “I missed you so much.”
“Missed you too, sis.”
They all stand behind the cake, and Trish hands Dylan the camera to take the picture.
“Hey.”
I turn to the side, smiling as Ian walks over to the counter, standing beside me. We watch Trisha and her mom and sister making goofy faces at the camera.
“I thought Trisha had two other siblings?” Ian asks.
“Yeah, she does.” I nod. “They’re not in the country. They’re in a college in Europe.”
“Oh.” He nods.
“Hey, you.” I turn to face him squarely, using both hands to cup his face. Pulling him closer, I plant a soft kiss on his lips. He smiles, using his thumb to stroke my cheek.
“Where have you been all day? I thought you disappeared on me.”
“I had to check in on Carl. He’s meeting potential investors for the new startup, and I had to know how it was going.”
“Oh, okay.” I turn back to Dylan and the girls. Trisha is cutting the cake while Ella is talking to her mom. Jessie grabs a slice from the tray and feeds it to Dylan. A small smile curls my lips as the engagement ring on her finger comes into view.
“Who knew? Those guys are actually getting married in a few months.”
“Yeah.” Ian nods. “My boy finally did it.”
Dylan turns to us. His smile brightens his face and he waves. He looks a lot happier than I’ve seen him in a long time. That’s what being with the right person will do. It’s something I can relate to. Ever since I’ve been with Ian, it’s like a heavy burden has been taken off my shoulders, and I feel lighter than ever.
