Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 24074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
My hands are shaking as they fly to my mouth. He has a ring and everything. It’s so beautiful and shiny.
I take a few seconds to answer, not because I’m debating what to say—there’s no debate about that—but because I want to make the moment last a little longer. I want the image of this wonderful, amazing, beautiful man on his knees asking me to be his wife burned into my brain forever.
Only when he’s squirming in torture and desperate to know my answer, do I say that one magical word that will change everything.
“Yes!”
Epilogue
Owen
Twenty-five years later…
I spot my gorgeous wife behind the reception counter and grin as a carnal need begins to take over my body. Twenty-five years and four children later, the longing I have for her is still as strong as our first week together.
She licks her fingertip as she’s rifling through a stack of papers while our newest employee watches. Seeing that sexy tongue is enough to make my feet start moving.
“Lauren,” I say when I arrive at the desk. “There’s a problem in the Aspen Suite. I need your help.”
She looks up at me and can tell immediately what the problem is. My girl looks eager to solve it.
“Are you okay down here by yourself?” she asks the new employee, Cynthia. “I have to go help your father.”
“I’m good, Mom.”
Cynthia hops into the seat and grins as she scans the lobby. She’s our oldest at twenty-two and has been wanting to take over the business from us since she was twelve years old. All of our kids work here. Brandon is the lifeguard at the pool, Wyatt works with the maintenance crew since he’s always been so handy, and our youngest, Eloise, named after our old friend, is a waitress in the restaurant.
I love having my family around all of the time, but it’s been getting harder and harder to get my hot little wifey all alone.
We head into the elevator, acting all professional until the doors close and we lunge on each other. Our mouths connect in a desperate kiss as our hands move everywhere—over and under clothes until the elevator suddenly stops and the doors open with a ding.
We explode apart, breathing heavily with messy hair and untucked clothes as a senior couple looks at us funny.
“Going up?” the woman asks.
“Going down,” I say in a hoarse voice that’s thick with need.
“I bet you are,” the man mutters with a grin. The wife slaps his arm as the doors close.
I look at Lauren and we burst out laughing as the elevator continues to rise.
My life has been amazing since this incredible woman entered into it. I can’t get enough of her. I don’t even want to think about where I’d be without her.
She’s a true partner in every way—in love, in business, and in spirit—and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life growing old with her.
I know I’m still going to be obsessed with her when we’re ninety and can barely hear each other. I’ll still look at her wrinkly face and feel all this enormous gratitude filling me up. It’s a never-ending swell of gratitude whenever she’s around.
The elevator doors open with a ding and we hurry down the hall, hand-in-hand like two lovestruck teenagers alone for the first time. We head straight for the spectacular Aspen Suite.
I’ve been booking it less and less lately, but it’s not from lack of demand. I like to have a nice place where I can be alone with my girl throughout the day, so I’ve been keeping it vacant. I love having somewhere we can let out the dirty side of this woman I love so much. Somewhere we can satiate our carnal desires.
We leave a trail of clothes on the way to the bed and then hop onto it, ready to go.
My sexy girl cries out as I thrust my hard cock into her warm wet pussy. It’s like sliding into home…
It always is with my perfect wife.
And it always will be.
The End!