Forever Yours

Epilogue

"Harry! Maya! Don't play with the dog in your Sunday best!" I yelled out the deck door at my husband and daughter. Harry's laugh rang out. "Oh, come on, love! My mum won't care!" I rolled my eyes. "But Maya's mom, me, does! It's time to wash up, anyhow!" I smiled as Maya chased Harry inside the house. "Maya, wash your hands upstairs so Mummy and Da can talk," Harry murmered to our happy 6-year-old. She giggled and nodded before running upstairs with her 8-month-old dog. I shook my head at him as he turned towards me.

"What," he chuckled. I turned to the sink as I began to peel carrots. "Sometimes I feel like there's two kids in the house, instead of just Maya." Harry's arms snaked around my waist. "Do you want two kids, or a man? Because either way, I can fix that," he murmered, nipping playfully at my neck. I giggled. "Harry, no! Your mum will be here in twenty minuyes and Maya is just upstairs!" He spun me around to face him. "Mum might be here in twenty minutes, but I only need five." I gasped as he sat me on the cold cpunter he began kissing me, unzipping my dress at the same time. "Harry, we can't!" I whispered, but the pool of heat between my legs told us both otherwise.

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"This counter will forever be unsanitary," I murmered six and a half minutes later as Harry buttoned his pants. I desperately scrubbed at it with a washcloth drenched in a soap-Clorox mixture. Harry laughed. "By the time we leave this house, if we ever do, every spot in this house will have been touched by us. Who knows; I mean if we have more than the Duggars, people will just walk in our house and automatically know!" I slapped his arm. "Harry Edward!" I cried. He pressed his lips to mine, both of us smiling through the kiss. "Shh," he murmered against my lips, "save the yelling of my name for tonight, after Mum takes Maya to her house." I sighed blissfully. "We have all night," I murmered back. Shortly after, we went for round two in the kitchen; he bit my lip, begging for entrance, which I allowed.

My "Sunday best" was a short, tight dress Sophia had bought me. Thank you, Sophia, I thought as I wrapped my legs around Harry's waist. He lifted me onto the sink. At least this time it'd be easier to clean up. I tugged at his curls, causing him to moan. My breathing began to get heavy as heat took over my lower region once more. "Ugh, this dress," Harry complained. I pulled back and looked at him teasingly. "Too little?" I asked innocently. "Too much," he growled as our lips reconnected.

I giggled, but that turned into a moan as he began to slowly kiss down my body, leaving a mark on my neck and upper chest. I gripped the sink as he removed my entire dress and focused on my heated core. He licked his lips, eyes filled with lust. "Wet already?" Harry asked, raising his eyebrows playfully. "Stop being a tease, Harold!" I demanded. He grinned and moved my underwear aside, quickly slipping his finger into me. I moaned at the sensation. I threw my head back and moaned, arching my back when he slammed a second finger in, ramming repeatedly into my g-spot. Harry's other hand moved to my clit, rubbing pressured circles into it. "H-Harry," I moaned, biting my lip to keep a tad quiet for the sake of Maya.

Suddenly, without warning, I felt his curls between my legs as his scruff of a beard scratched and tickled my core, his tongue flicking in and out of me quickly while his fingers kept going. Seconds later, I was overcome, and shook as I released the built pressure from my abdomen. Harry threw his pants to the ground. "I can't wait much longer," I growled impatiently before he rammed into me. I cried out in pain and pleasure, then moaned as total pleasure took over my body. "Harry!" I cried as he slammed into me again. "Oh, Elaine," he moaned as I clawed at the back of his neck and tugged his curls. A few thrusts later, Harry released into me, and I reached my high once more has he began to rub pressured circles on me again.

We breathed heavily for a moment, not wanting to move. "Can we just lie and say we're not feeling good? Just give Maya to your mum?" I asked, only half joking, but I smiled. Harry chuckled. "I vote yes, but I'm hungry for something other than you." He winked as we began to dress once more.

We ended up lying to Anne, and she took Maya for a couple of days. It then became a regular thing for Maya to be with her on weekends, even as she got older. Harry and I had a good, long marriage, and ended up having five children together.