✔|Entwined With You|

Epilogue

"Shh..She'll hear us, keep your voice low." I heard the sound of my husband from under the table.

"Tell her to join!" Ian, our six year old giggled in a low tone.

"No! She'll kill us for eating this ice cream." Julian whispered.

"What is happening here?" I lifted the tablecloth and found my two most important people looking at me with widened eyes.

"Mommy!" Ian changed parties instantly, clutching my knees amd getting up. "Daddy made me eat the ice cream." He pointed accusingly at Julian and I bit back a laugh.

Acting cross, Julian tried getting up from under the table and ended up hitting his head. I gave him my hand for support and helped him get up.

"So, Ice cream, without me?" I booped my nose on Ian's.

"We thought you get angry." He shrugged in my arms.

"Why would I be angry? We can have some. Julian?" I turned around.

"Yes Miss!" He saluted making Ian let out a hearty laugh.

"Prince Ian will have his ice cream in the bedroom, bring it along."

"Yes Miss!"

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"Come! You gotta sleep now." I took his tiny hand, walking him out after brushing to the bed. After pulling the Spider-Man covers over his body, I rubbed his head softly while Julian watched intently.

"Mommy! The album!"

"Sweetie...it's too late already. You should sleep."

"Pretty please..." He pouted and showed me his Father's puppy eyes.

"Yes Mommy please..." Julian showed me his puppy eyes as well.

"You two do a great job forcing me." I rolled my eyes and went to our room to get the album.

The Album has all the pictures. Starting from the time when we weren't together to when we became each other's everything. Ian squealed in happiness as I sat on the bed with the album.

"Open! Open!"

I flipped open to the first page. To a picture of me, in work clothes looking dishevel staring at nowhere in particular. It's from my first day of working with him, when he had asked me to accompany him to a brunch.

Then comes another picture of just a moment later, when he had walked to me, held my hand and taken me inside, both the pictures taken by media. I smiled and recalled how stupid and scared I used to be.

Then come all the pictures from the aquarium we had been to. We look so happy in all the pictures, with his hand draped around my shoulders in a few, several solo pictures of a grinning or laughing me. This guy can do anything-business, photography, modelling. And the fact that he has become a family man makes him so much more special.

And then, comes his favourite picture of mine. The one he had clicked on his mobile phone at the beach-Key Biscayne. I myself find the picture mesmerising, with me holding cotton candy in one hand and petting the Golden Retriever- what was his name-Snuggles or Cuddles with the other one.

'The carefree Isabella.' Julian mouthes to me and I tug a strand of hair behind my ear smiling.

By the time I'm flipping to our wedding pictures, Ian has squirmed deeper into the sheets and is sleeping soundly. I smile, keep the album on his bedside table and turn the lamp off.

Quietly, I stood up to make my way to our room. I sensed Julian walking to me with quick yet quiet steps and as I took a step closer, I bumped right into him. He held my shoulders to keep me straight and bent down in level to my ear.

"I need to fuck you." He whispered into my ear and picked me up in his arms as easily as he did a few years back.

"That's a very appropriate statement to make after we've spent some fun moments with our son." I speak as he walks out and pushes open the door to our bedroom, a room ahead Ian's.

"I don't care, I need to fuck you." He throws me on the bed and begins undressing us.

With feathery kisses along my neck, his face travelled south, stopping at the valley between my breasts. He tweaked a nipple between his thumb and forefinger making me whimper under his touch.

"All these years and I still have he same impact on you." He hummed and place his chin on my lower abdomen.

"Please..." I moaned and wriggled on the bed.

Chuckling, he angled his mouth to my mound, peppering kisses along the outer lips and I wriggled in need of touch again.

"As much as I would love to eat you out right now, I need to be inside you."

Within a second, he flipped me around so that my back faced him, he adjusted me on all fours, pushed my back out with one hand, the other one holding my shoulder.

"That's my girl." With a grunt, he entered inside me, filling me completely.

"Julian...you-I.." My head tipped back at the sudden pleasure.

"I know baby...I know."

And then, he started his torture again. He brushed his tip just close to my spot, almost brushing it but not going deeper. I knew he wouldn't give it to me till I begged yet I tried wriggling my ass just in case.

"You are not supposed to move, sweetness." He grabbed my hips and turned me around again.

"Deeper pleas-" My words drowned as he now filled me completely, his large member fully buried inside me. "Fuck...don't stop Julian please..I wanna-"

"You cum when I reach one." He groaned and hit my spot. "Three...Two...One... Cum for me, be a good girl and cum for me."

"Yes...Oh God-" That was the only permission required to make me clench around him and come undone, my orgasm triggering his as he filled me up with himself.

After coming down from our highs, we lay breathing heavily with my head lying on his chest, his hands brushing my waves, tugging every now and then. Reluctantly, I exhaled and sat up to go take the pill.

"Hey..." He spoke up in a hoarse voice and grabbed me by my elbow.

"What happened?" He pulled me back to him and trapped me by placing his legs around my legs.

"Let's have another baby." He stated making me gasp.

"You want me to stop the pill?"

"Yeah...I want a junior Isabella, running around in tiny pigtails....or maybe some twins, just like my mother daydreams about."

"Really?" My eyes shone as they met his in the dark, one look in his mesmerising eyes and I knew he was serious about it.

"Really." He planted a soft kiss on my hair.

"I love you." I whispered running a hand along his hair.

"And I love you...I love the carefree Isabella as well as the shy one.I don't care which one...I just love you, all of you."

With that, we lay under the warm blanket, entwined with each other.

•THE END•