Yours - COMPLETE

Epilogue✔️

🔥Maure Content🔥

Nick Shepard

5 YEARS LATER...

Soft moans fall out of Andy's mouth when she comes back down on my cock. Her long blonde hair is sticking to her back and forehead and her nails claw down my chest when she starts picking up the pace.

"Oh god, Nick"

Her whimpers, moans, and cries are like music to my fucking ears. I feel my balls start to tighten with the need to come and my dick nudged inside her twitches when she starts rolling her hips.

Rolls up, slams back down. Rolls up then slams back down. She does this over and over and picking up the pace as she goes.

"Shit." I groan and bring my hands to her hips to help move her up and down on me.

I feel her clench around my cock and we both moan when she finally comes all around me. I hold her hips tightly when I start thrusting upward. I don't go hard because I don't know if it's safe but I do go fast. I keep thrusting upward until I make it to my own release. I finish with a loud groan and then I fall back down on the bed with my eyes closed.

"I fucking love you." I breathe out and I hear Andy laugh.

"I love you, too."

I open my eyes to look at my beautiful wife and I lightly caress her thighs.

"I would lean down to kiss you but..." she points to her growing belly and I chuckle because yeah, she's gonna pop at any moment.

I lean up to kiss her belly and I feel my baby girl kick where I pressed the kiss.

"Looks like someone can't wait to see you." My wife says with a laugh. I continue to plant kisses on her belly before pulling away to look at her.

"Do you know what today is?" I ask her already knowing that she knows the answer.

She sighs and start absentmindedly drawing shapes on my chest.

"Yeah."

Today is the day that Dominic gets out of prison. He was charged with repetitive domestic abuse and drug abuse. He was sentenced to five years in prison and then forty eight months of community service. Andy filed a restraining order against him so we don't have to worry about seeing him again but it's the knowledge of knowing that he's out of prison is what I'm afraid of what it'll do to Andy.

"I'm okay." She smiles down at me. "It's in the past and I just want to let it go."

I look up at her and smile. She slides off me and walks—more like waddles—to the bathroom to shower.

"Get dressed, you can't be late!" Andy shouts from the bathroom. I chuckle and head over to our closet.

Yes ma'am.

I pull on a pair of dark jeans with a black shirt and then sliding into my timberlands. I grab my phone to see that it's only 9pm and that I don't need to be at the sight for another hour.

Going into the bathroom, I take a piss and brush my teeth while Andy is still in the shower. The shower turns off and I hand Andy a towel.