Each footstep reverberates through me as he approaches. He bends down and runs one finger over my pussy, over my clit.
“You’re so wet you glisten,” he says.
“It’s all for you,” I tell him.
“Are you sore?” he asks.
“No,” I lie. I am, a little, but I want him so much. We can take it easy for a few days after this.
I lift up, but he pushes me down. “No, don’t move; this is perfect.”
I still and wait to see what he’ll do. He doesn’t do anything other than rip his towel off, throw it on the floor, and push into me in one long, deep thrust.
He moans as he bottoms out, and it makes me moan too. I grind my ass against him as he holds me to him. He covers me with his body from behind and fucks me hard. I can’t get purchase on the floor, and his thrusts move my body. It’s burning my knees on the carpet, but when he reaches around with one hand and pinches my clit, I can’t bring myself to care about my knees anymore.
He keeps pinching it between his fingers, and I cry out as I come. He follows, sagging against me, but making sure to hold me up.
He picks me up and carries me to the bed, placing me on the side of it. He undoes his shirt, taking it from me, and palms the weight of my breasts in his hand. The skirt comes next. He kisses me as he undresses me, and strokes at my skin, as if he can’t stop touching me.
He pulls the duvet back, and we climb into bed, him immediately pulling me in.
“I love you, Cassie Sunshine,” he says to me.
“I love you too, sir.” I reply with a smile.
He kisses my neck and holds me tight.
I close my eyes and start to drift. Safe in the harbor that is his arms.
Epilogue Part One
Konstantin
The sun is ferocious, but I love it. My skin is tan, and my body is languid as I lie by the pool watching Cassie swim lengths. The air is clean and clear, and nothing like the dirty smell of London. I don’t miss it. I don’t miss it one fucking bit.
In fact, I’ve surprised myself by not missing the life over there at all. If I’d come out here simply to laze by the pool all day, I’m sure I would. I haven’t, though. I’ve come here to build something new. It’s a challenge I needed. Andrius, Reece, and I have had confirmation the land is ours. Now, we need to finalize the building plans and then start recruiting men.
So far, there’s myself, Reece, Andrius, and Bohdan, but we need more men to help us train the first tranche of recruits. We’ve put feelers out into the world of special forces and mercenaries. This will be a seriously high-paying gig, and we’re only going to take on the best of the best.
Violet comes out of the house, sans baby for once. The child is the love of her life. Andrius too, of course, but she dotes on the baby. Cassie adores her too, but not as much as I’d have thought. We had a talk last night, and she told me she wants children one day, but she’s nowhere near ready yet. That works for me. I feel the same way about it.
I do have a surprise for her arriving today, though.
I’d deleted her Facebook page, for security reasons. She has to stay in touch with friends by more private means now. Before I did, I took a brief look. I noted she’d commented on a post about a dog in Romania. A Golden Retriever called Gulliver. She said how much she’d like to give him a home. Today, she’s going to.
He should be arriving here around four this afternoon. I can’t wait to see her face.
The guard dogs I purchased live with us here, but they’re working dogs, and though we love them, they aren’t purely pets. Gulliver will be a pet. He’ll be Cassie’s new baby, until she’s ready for the real thing.
I’ve gone from being seriously conflicted about the idea of being a father to looking forward to it. I look forward to most things with Cassie.
Violet stretches and comes to sit on a lounger next to me. “The dog will be here soon, won’t he?” she whispers.