When her pussy starts squeezing the life out of my dick I fall forward and help her finish. The bed is squeaking, our skin is slapping together and for the first time I’m greedily catching every single moan that comes out of her mouth. Knowing that I’m kissing her, committing an act that I find far more intimate than sex, is enough to send me over the edge.
“Holy shit,” I say, collapsing on top of her. Our breathing is labored, we’re sweaty and I have a feeling that the minute I disengage from her, she’ll start dripping cum. “I feel like I’ve run a marathon.” I make a move to roll over, but she holds me to her.
“Not yet. I want to feel you,” she says, flexing her muscles over my dick.
I groan, but start moving slowly as my cock perks up.
“You’re not tired?”
She shakes her head. “And neither are you.”
“That’s true,” I tell her, as I continue to move inside of her.
Macey pulls my face to hers and her mouth opens slightly from the sensation of my dick growing inside of her.
“I love you, Finn.”
“That’s good to hear because I don’t go around kissing just anyone on the mouth.” I kiss her again for good measure, sealing our fate.
Epilogue: Macey
It’s been seven long, tortuous months since Finn kissed me. Yes, it’s the kiss I’m counting and not the fact that he declared his love for me. It was the kiss that meant everything, the moment that our fate was sealed and we became one. The declarations of love that followed were icing on the cake.
Morgan and I waited until she was done with school before we moved to Las Vegas with Finn. Mostly because I needed him to be sure that this was what he wanted, that Morgan and I were what he wanted. He proved himself by relentlessly working in Vegas for three days a week and taking long weekends to come home to us. Not that it was much of a home in my dinky apartment, but it was paid for and I wasn’t willing to give it up quite yet. And when he couldn’t leave Vegas, we came to him, although our trips were much shorter due to school.
I also felt like Morgan had been through enough in the year that I didn’t want to disrupt her schooling. Finn agreed. But that also left my schooling in limbo. I started taking classes, only to find myself skipping them when Finn came to town. It seemed pointless to continue to waste the time and money when I was only going the three days a week he was back in Vegas, so I quit. Much to his and Steph’s displeasure, but I promised them both that once I got settled in Vegas, I’d start up again.
After my return trip to Vegas with Morgan, I finally confided in Steph about Finn being Morgan’s dad. She was angry that I let him get away with being absent for so long and actually stopped speaking to me for a while. I get it, my life could’ve been different, but that doesn’t mean I would’ve ended up with Finn. He could’ve been married to someone else, had a family, and I would’ve meant nothing to him. I like the way things are now. I like how he loves me and how he wants to be with me, how he worships Morgan. He’s protective, authoritative, but at the same time he tucks her in every night that he’s here and takes her to school in the mornings. One minute he’s a dad and the next he’s my lover. I have the best of both worlds at my fingertips.
Right now we’re living in a suite in Allure while renovations are being done on the apartment. Finn asked if we wanted to buy a house, but after we ran the list of pros and cons, namely security and him not being an elevator ride away, we decided the hotel is where we wanted to live. We can have everything here that a house can, minus a yard, but it’s Vegas and grass doesn’t grow, so Morgan isn’t missing anything there.
With Finn’s third hotel open, he finally has time to take a vacation. He asked Morgan where she wanted to go and, of course, Disney is what she said. He took it one step further and booked us for ten days in Disney World. The thought of park hopping doesn’t appeal to me, but I’ve been promised lots of beach time and Finn time which, let’s be honest, is worth any vacation.
As we move through the airport, Morgan walks alongside Finn while he holds my hand. She’s turned into exactly what I didn’t want, a spoiled child, but I can’t blame Finn. She’s still very well mannered, respectful and gets good grades. However, she’s now a technology kid and constantly looking at her phone.