EPILOGUE
LUKE
Four Years Later
Waking up in paradise would be a whole lot better if I were wrapped up in my husband’s arms, but judging by the coolness of the sheets on his side of the bed, he’s already been up and at ’em for a while.
I sigh and shake my head with a smile. Only Riley would get up at the crack of dawn every single morning on vacation to do an hour of yoga on the beach.
We’ve traveled all over the world together in the last few years, but Hawaii has always been special for us. Since we didn’t get to make the trip for my fortieth birthday, it seemed fitting to do it for Riley’s thirtieth. We were married two years ago at a fancy resort in Lanai—a small affair with Whit officiating—but our original trip was booked for Kauai, where we are now.
The sun is barely up, and I doom scroll mindlessly on my phone for a bit, checking out the doggy cam at Aggie’s daycare to see how she’s doing. I smile when I see her snoozing peacefully on Riley’s T-shirt that we left with her. She was overjoyed when he moved back into the condo, and she’s barely left his sidesince, as if she thinks he’ll leave again if she lets him out of her sight. Riley is definitely her person, and he’s so cute with her that I can’t even be mad about it.
I groan as I roll out of bed, my legs screaming in protest from all the walking we did yesterday. I don’t bother with clothes; we have our own private outdoor shower overlooking the beach, and if my man isn’t making good use of it already, I suspect he will be soon.
Sure enough, I slide the glass door open and step out onto the deck to find Riley deliciously naked under the stream of water, droplets cascading down his shoulder blades and over the curve of his perfect ass. He’s got an adorable Speedo tan from our days in the sun, and I smile as I watch him rinse the shampoo out of his hair, the muscles in his back rippling and his biceps flexing with the movement.
God, my husband is hot as fuck.
I clear my throat so as not to startle him, and he turns that brilliant, beautiful smile on me and immediately reaches for me to join him. I willingly melt into his embrace, and we stand in silence for a while, taking in the beautiful view and the sound of the waves caressing the sand. I will never get tired of the way his body fits next to mine. The warm water feels like heaven as it rains down on us, and I don’t think I could imagine a more perfect life if I tried.
“Good morning, sunshine,” I whisper, my voice still raspy from sleep. “How was yoga?”
“Very relaxing, you should join me sometime.” His eyes glitter with mirth in the morning sun, like glass that’s been softened by the waves…just like he’s done to me. He’s softened me, made me something I never thought I could be, given me something I never thought I could have. He’s my sun, and everything in me revolves around him.
But I’m still not sacrificing my sleep for 5 a.m. yoga, even on one of the most beautiful beaches in the world.
“Okay, baby,” I say instead, kissing him on the temple and squeezing him tighter.
He laughs and shakes his head, knowing that I’m only placating him. “Your loss; it’s the best way to start the morning.”
“I don’t know,” I disagree, taking my lower lip between my teeth and blinking seductively at him, “I bet I can think of a better way.”
Our hips are flush, and I feel his cock give an interested little jump at the direction this conversation is headed. “Oh yeah?”
“Mmhmm.” I nod, cupping his ass in my palms and slotting my own half-hard cock alongside his as I take his lips in a fervent kiss.
Riley sighs into the kiss and reaches between us to take both our dicks in one rough palm, slowly gliding his hand over us until we’re both fully hard. I pull back and slowly sink to my knees, blinking away the water droplets to meet his gaze as I take his shaft in hand and flick my tongue out over the shiny pink head. He groans and leans forward to brace himself against the wall with one hand, while brushing my wet hair off my face with the other as he nods for me to keep going.
Sucking his tip into my mouth, I swirl my tongue around his slit as I work the rest of his length in my fist. His hand combs through my hair to grip the back of my head, and his fingers tighten on my scalp.
Fuck. Yes. It’s going to be one ofthosemornings, then.
I moan and take him a little deeper, gripping one of his thighs for support and reaching between my legs to give my own neglected cock some attention.
“Don’t make yourself come,” Riley warns breathlessly. “We’re just getting started.”
His hips begin to piston in time with my movement, and I hollow out my cheeks for a tighter suction as I take him even further, his tip nudging the back of my throat now. I gag and sputter, and Riley’s grip tightens in my hair as I take even more of him, choking and forcing myself to swallow around his head.
“Good boy,” Riley croons, running his fingers soothingly through my hair and thrusting once more before pulling back so I can catch my breath. Smiling proudly up at him, I release my own cock to take hold of his, and return to suckling at the head. I let out a happy hum as he throbs against my tongue, the salty taste of precum leaking from his slit. His head drops back in bliss, and the view from down here is stunning: taut abs leading up to pebbled nipples and the long line of his throat, Adam’s apple working overtime as he pants and moans above me.
I’m working myself up to take him down my throat again when Riley places a firm hand on the back of my neck, stopping me this time. “Don’t. I’m too close.”
I pull off of his dick with a hollowpopand kiss down along his shaft to the root and then over the tight skin of his sac. His balls are smaller than mine, pink and round and a perfect mouthful, and I suck one of them between my lips, mouthing at it gently.
“That’s it,” Riley praises. “Fuuuck, babe, you’re so good at that.”
My stomach flutters at his approval, and I lick along the seam of his sac to take the other one into my mouth.
