Epilogue

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6 Years Later

Y/N POV

"Of fuck baby." I moaned, trying to stay quiet as my wife tortured my chest with her talented tongue.

"Quiet love, we wouldn't want to get into trouble, now would we?" The blonde smirked and kissed her way down my exposed stomach, stopping when she reached my waist band.

"P-please." I whispered, my hips rising off the bed in need.

Blake was about to respond, when there was a little, yet fierce knock at the bedroom door.

"Mommy?" A little voice said from the other side. I tried to keep my voice as still as I possibly could, but my wife began to put pressure on my clit, over my pants, and I had to use all my self control to hold back a moan.

"What is it sweetie?" 

"JJ's being mean to me! He won't let me play with his Legos!"

I bit my fingers and squeezed my eyes shut when the taller woman added more pressure. 

"Have you told him that that's not nice?" I asked, my voice rising in pitch slightly.

I heard our daughter sigh. "Yeah. He won't listen. He said that I have to play with little kid Lego's because he's older."

"Why can't you play with the little Legos?" I asked, biting my lip to keep all the sounds from escaping.

Ryland stomped her foot frustratingly. "I don't want to play with little Legos! I'm not a baby!"

"Alright sweetie, Mommy will be out in a second." My wife met my eyes, and I could clearly see that she was trying not to laugh. I glared at her and sat up, pulling my bra back on.

"She's all you you know." I said, shaking my head with a smile.

"What!? No babe that's so you." 

"Nuh Uh."

"Ya huh."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

I looked pointed at the actress, who caved almost immediately. "Okay fine, no. But let's hurry because I'm not done with you."

I smiled smugly and finished pulling my shirt on. "I can see that." I stood from the bed and walked over to the blue eyed woman, grabbing her hard dick through her pants.

"Maybe you want to take care of that first?" Blake bit her lip, her eyes rolling back slightly.

"Hmm?" I asked her, waiting for an answer.

"Fuck." She breathed when I increased the pressure. "You go handle this, and I'll handle the kids."

"A-are you s-sure?" 

"Well...on one condition." I said smirking.

"And w-what's that?"

I leaned up on my tippy toes so my mouth was level to her ear. "You have to fuck me so good tonight Daddy." I whispered, nibbling on the soft flesh.

"Holy shit baby..." Blake's breath was ragged. 

"That's all. Good luck with...this." I gave her one last squeeze.

"Coming Ry!" I called, walking to the door. I flashed my wife, who was standing there froze, one last smirk and the left. 

Our kids take up all our time, and I don't think we've had a night or day to ourselves in like 6 years. But I'm happy, and Blake is happy, and that's all that matters.

I walked down the hallway to the playroom where Ryland and JJ were. "Hey JJ, Ryland told me you weren't letting her play?"

Our six year old son nodded. "Yeah, I'm building something and she keeps wanting to help, but I don't want her to, so I told her to play with the little Legos. I didn't mean to hurt her, I just don't want her to touch my stuff."

I smiled. "Okay buddy, so next time, let's tell her that. And lets not exclude her from all the toys, okay? She can still play with the big kid Legos, but she can build her own thing."

He thought about it for a second and then nodded. "Okay." I turned to my daughter and smiled warmly at her.

"Did you hear that Ry? You can both play with big kid Legos, but JJ want's to build his own project."

The little four year old nodded. "Okay." 

"Good, now hug it out you guys." 

The two siblings tackled each other in a hug, making me smile widely. 

"Good, now you guys play in here, and I'm going to go hang out with Mama for a little bit."

"Okay!"

I practically ran down the hallway back to our bedroom. Blake was sitting on the bed on her phone and looked up when I shut the door.

"Did-" I didn't even let her finish, climbing on top of her and kissing her feverishly. 

"We have a few minutes." I panted, eagerly pulling her shirt off and then moving down to her pants. I was just about to pull them down when:

"Mom! We're hungry!"

I groaned in sadness. "Ughhhaaaa...coming sweetie!" I turned to Blake, who looked disappointed as well. 

"It never ends does it?" I asked. She smiled.

"I got this one baby. Take care of yourself." 

"You sure?" 

The blonde nodded. "Of course."

"Thank you babe." I pulled her in for a sweet kiss.

The actress chuckled, pulling her shirt back on.

"Mac and cheese or grilled cheese?"

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