Finding Sebastian

Epilogue

Oliver rolled over in his sleep toward his wife who slept next to him. He nuzzled his nose into the back of her neck and wrapped his arm around her waist. He pulled her close until both of their naked bodies were pressing fully against each other.

His hand wandered up her waist and cupped her breast in his hand. He nuzzled her hair away from her neck and planted a soft kiss to the back of it. She shifted in her sleep and turned over on her side.

Opening her eyes, she came face-to-face with a pair of green eyes. A lazy smile appeared on his lips. She smiled lazily right back. He winked at her, causing her to blush like a teenager.

He did that their first time together. The morning after, he pulled her close and winked at her. Since then, he only did it on rare occasions. She rolled her eyes. "What do you want, Oli?"

"You."

Her blush reddened. "I'm so tired, Oli." She rolled back over on her opposite side.

He pouted at her back. He wouldn't let her turn away from him until he said so. "Oh no you don't, baby girl," he growled out.

A shriek escaped her as he grabbed her and got on top of her. Her blue eyes widened in shock. He used his knees to pry her legs open. He then reached down and picked up her legs to wrap them around his waist.

He watched in pure male satisfaction as she glistened for him. Leaning down, he licked her pussy with one long lick. She gasped. She felt faint at the sudden contact. His eyes gleamed wickedly as he watched his wife. He got up on his knees and lined his cock against her entrance. With one full thrust, he was in her. They both let out a sigh of satisfaction.

"I swear, Oli," she rasped out, "if you get me pregnant again, I won't hesitate to cut off your dick."

He tsked. "Such harsh words for a beautiful woman like you." She blushed again. He watched as the blush formed at her chest. He couldn't stop watching her breasts jump up and down as he thrust in her, harder with every time.

He heard little padding of feet outside of their door. "Listen closely, baby. When you come for me, you need to be quiet. Our kids are outside."

She instantly tensed. She remembered one time when Sebastian was five and he opened the door on them unexpectedly and saw them both without anything covering them. She nodded.

"Good girl." Thrusting in her and rubbing her clit, she came undone and let out a strangled moan.

"What are mommy and daddy doing, Sebby?" Marcia heard her little Ben ask his older brother. She didn't hear Sebastian's reply. "Is daddy hurting mommy?" She could only imagine Ben's inquisitive blue eyes looking up at his brother expectantly.

She heard Sebby chuckle. "No, Ben. Dad is giving mommy a massage."

"Can daddy give me a massage after mommy?" Ben asked innocently. She didn't hear a reply from Sebby, probably in shock from his question. Oliver stilled above her after letting out a moan.

"Is mommy now giving a massage to daddy?"

"Uh, I think we should get some breakfast," Sebastian advised.

The two lovers heard two sets of feet padding away. After they left, Oliver narrowed his eyes down at Marcia. "You weren't quiet enough, baby. Let's try again." Marcia groaned in annoyance which shortly turned into satisfaction.

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Oliver and Marcia made it down the steps within the next hour. Both of them had showered and we're now greeting their children. Holding Marcia's hand as they walked down the steps, little Arabella made sure to not trip and fall.