Total pages in book: 10
Estimated words: 9444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 47(@200wpm)___ 38(@250wpm)___ 31(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 9444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 47(@200wpm)___ 38(@250wpm)___ 31(@300wpm)
Epilogue
Isaac
Eleven Years Later
Twelve years have passed with a beautiful woman who has given me four beautiful daughters over the years. I’m outnumbered, but there is never a dull day.
“Isaac?” Abigail calls out from our bedroom. I make my way down the hallway into our room. She is reaching into the top of the closet, but she can’t quite reach the box she is trying to reach.
“Yes?” I ask moving behind her to reach above her head. I pull the box out of the closet and set it on the bed behind us.
“Thank you,” she says softly.
“Why are you looking through this box?” I ask.
“I need a certain picture from Elise’s baby book.”
“Why?”
“She’s going to be ten tomorrow. Can you believe it?”
“I know, Plum. She’s an incredible little girl. So full of love.”
“And she’s a hell of a dancer,” she says grinning.
“You are getting the tutu picture from the day after she was born, aren’t you?”
“Of course. It’s perfect. She’ll love it. I don’t know why I didn't think of it before.” She starts digging through the box until she finds what she’s looking for. “Success,” she says holding up the cutest picture of our oldest daughter.
“She’ll love it,” I tell her.
“Okay, I am going to finish decorating her door, then I'll be back,” she says leaving the room.
“Hurry back, Plum,”
I take a quick shower and crawl into bed. Twenty minutes later, she crawls in beside me.
“So tired,” she moans.
“How tired?” I ask, reaching for her hip and pulling her closer to me. I kiss her neck.
“Okay, not that tired. Never that tired.” she says, turning her head to me. I kiss her softly, before deepening the kiss. She tastes like icing from the cake she baked earlier. I push her nightgown up to her waist as I move over her. My cock is already hard, and her pussy is wet as I wrap her legs around my waist before sliding into her.
“Fuck, Abigail. So tight,” I groan as I fuck in and out of her.
“So good,” she moans as her nails rake down my back.
“I love you,” I growl into her ear as I feel her pussy clench around my dick.
“I love you, too husband,” she cries as she comes causing me to quickly follow suit.
Loving Abigail forever is the easiest decision I have ever made and one I continue to make every day. She is my best friend, my wife, the best mother in the world and she’s all fucking mine.
There is nothing in the world better than that or the life we have built together.