“Of course,” he replies, cupping my cheek with his strong hand. “Besides, my Christmas bonus made up for the time off.”
I frown, confused. “Christmas bonus?”
“Yeah.” He smirks. “You, Kathryn. You’re my Christmas bonus.”
EPILOGUE
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Christmas,Five Years Later…
“I love Christmas,”Kathryn says softly, snuggling up against me on the couch.
“Me too. You and the kids make it sublime.” I smile.
“Do you think they’re asleep yet?”
“Let’s listen.”
We both tilt our heads toward the ceiling, waiting for any sound that would indicate that our children, Josh and McKayla, are awake.
“I don’t hear anything,” she says with a naughty smile.
“Neither do I.” I smirk back.
I pull her closer as we sit on the couch and press my lips to her neck. Her scent is so familiar now, like the foundation of my life with her.
It’s hard to believe it’s been five years since we were married. They’ve absolutely flown by.
We both wanted a small ceremony, which we had at a church upstate. My folks flew in, and some folks from the office came.We said our vows, partied all night, then went back home and…did our thing.
Our thing…
It still hasn’t changed, despite the fact that I’m now vice president at Meyer Enterprises. When we’re at work, we keep things professional. But when we get home, the dynamics change.
I command, she obeys.
No one would guess what we’re like in private by looking at us when we’re at work, all dressed up in our professional attire, running a multi-billion-dollar company.
But we’re a couple of freaks, and we both love it.
So much has happened it’s hard to keep track. Kathryn got pregnant with Josh and then switched to working at home while taking care of him. Then McKayla came along, and I started handling more of the workload at the company.
Francesca was convicted of felony blackmail and has fifteen years left on a twenty-year sentence she’s serving upstate.
Kathryn and I have basically become a power couple but with two incredible children and a sex life most people could only imagine.
“Well, if they’re asleep,” I whisper, sliding my hand up her shirt to cup her breast, “then there’s no reason we can’t have a little fun of our own.”
I stand commandingly and look down at her. Instantly, her eyes soften. There’s not a woman on earth that’s more gorgeous than my wife, especially when she’s being submissive.
“Take my cock out,” I tell her. She instantly pulls my sweats down and grabs my shaft by the hilt. I’ll never grow tired of her touch. In seconds, I’m fully erect, aching to be inside her.
“Suck it,” I tell her. “AndmaybeI’ll go down on you.”
Her eyes flash, and she quickly takes me into her mouth.
I groan at the sensation—the warmth, the slickness of her tongue as she circles my crown. She learned quickly how to deepthroat me and does so without me even having to ask.
