Summer Time Sweets by Alexa Riley
Epilogue
Nicole
Five years later…
Istand at the open doors of the balcony of our bedroom watching the sun rise as my husband sleeps in the bed behind me. The waves slowly wash up the beach. My hand runs down to my very pregnant stomach.
“Thank you, Grandpa. Grandma. You really did make sure I got everything I could ever want giving me a home here. I love you,” I whisper.
The last five years have been such a whirlwind. It really goes to show you how much life can change in an instant. It’s still hard to believe at times how happy I am. I didn't know this kind of happiness existed. It’s surreal.
The Mermaid has changed, too. At first, we decided to change tack on our marketing strategies for the Mermaid and it’s now booming. What’s also booming is my ability to make babies. With that, some things had to change once again. We renovated the hotel after that, taking over half the building for our family home.
While people were chomping at the bit to stay here once they found out about it, I was sad that we lost some of the normal regulars being booked up too much so we kind of slipped back to my old ways of doing things.
The whole less is more really hit home. At least for this part of our lives. The main resort is still busy as ever but we decided it didn't need to expand. Could it make more money if we did? Sure, but it wasn't about that for us. If you wanted to get a reservation over there, you needed to book ahead. It wasn't like we needed the money. We had more than we’d ever use. We lived a simple life and that’s the way we liked it. More so for Liam. He adjusted to the island with such ease. You would think he was born and raised here.
He enjoys the relaxed life more than he ever knew he would. I don’t think that man’s put on a suit in years. Even when he whisks me away for a weekend in the big city, everything is always casual. It warms me when he tells me how much his life has changed for the better. That he never knew how lonely he was until I entered his life. That he was working so hard so he didn't have to focus on anything else, because if he stopped for even a moment the loneliness would start to seep into his life. He doesn't have that problem anymore.
Even his mom moved out here and got her own little house. She and Liam got back to the roots of who they were before they both lost Liam’s father. I was thankful. At least our children would have one grandparent. I know how much mine meant to me and I’d hate for our kids to not get that kind of love. It is one of the sweetest the world has, how a grandparent loves their grandchildren.
“Don’t even think about it,” Liam grumbles from the bed, sitting up. I turn and smile at him.
“I wasn't going to go for a swim.” I smile and walk over to the bed. I’m in a bikini, but I didn't have plans to swim until he woke up. He doesn't like me going for swims in the ocean alone when I'm pregnant, which is pretty much all the time at this point.
He sits up, swinging his long legs over the side of the bed. I step in between them. He kisses my belly. “My little girl waking you up early?” he asks before placing another kiss on my stomach.
“No,” I admit. “Just wanted to see the sun rise. We don’t have many warm days left. Soon the island will be all ours again.”
“My favorite time of year.” He pulls me down into his lap.
“Mine too,” I sigh. I’m glad our little girl will get here when the town is quiet. It’s going to be new having a little girl. All we've had so far are boys.
“You wanna swim?” he asks. “Before the boys all wake up?”
His big hand slides up my thigh. “Yeah.” I melt even more into him.
“Or do you want to cum instead?” He gives me a cocky smile while his finger slides under my swimsuit bottoms. I moan a little as he traces my clit.
“Why can’t I have both?” I pout playfully.
“You know you’re going to get both,” he groans as he turns us, putting me flat on my back on the soft blankets. He slides down my body, trailing kisses the whole way. My legs fall open for him.
“You wake me when you wake. You hear me, blondie?” he says against my pussy, having pulled my bikini bottom to the side.
“Yes,” I agree as he takes a long lick of me, knowing I’d agree to anything right now with his mouth between my legs. The man really does know how to get what he wants from me. From the first day he came into my life I’ve belonged to him. Hell, that’s probably a lie. I think I belonged to him even before that. He put me back together again. Took all the pain away and made me whole.
He eats at me. It doesn't take him long to have me coming undone for him. I go to pull him to me, but he dodges me and stands, smiling down at me so much love in his eyes.
“Inside me.” I reach out for him, but he grabs my hands and pulls me to my feet.
“I want you in the ocean. One last time before the water gets too cold.”
I nod in agreement, wanting that, too. I love making love in the ocean with him. He pulls on swim trunks before grabbing his watch and hitting the app to make sure the kids’ monitors are on if they wake up. Living so close to the ocean, you can never be too careful. We know if their bedroom doors open or if they make a sound. Liam installed the security system practically the minute we found out I was pregnant the first time.
I squeal as he picks me up and carries me into the ocean. The cool water hits my skin. I shift, wrapping my legs around his waist as he goes a little farther into the water.
Our mouths meet in a deep but sweet and soft kiss. We make love with our mouths. It isn't long before he’s pulling my bottoms to the side and sliding into me. I moan as he enters me, pulling my mouth from his to call out his name.
“That’s it, blondie. Give it to me,” he grunts as he thrusts in and out of me. My nails dig into him. Hanging on tight as the water moves around us, another orgasm fast approaching.
“I love you!” I cry out as my second orgasm of the morning hits me and shakes my body.
“I love you, too,” he growls before his mouth crashes down onto mine, kissing me again as we ride out our pleasure. When we pull back he keeps on holding me. I rest my head on his shoulder and try to catch my breath.
“I don’t think I can swim now.” I smile against his neck. “In fact, I don’t think I can move.”
“Good thing you don’t have to. I’ve got you. Always.” I kiss his neck, relaxing into my husband. The most perfect man in the world. At least he is for me. We fit. Belong.
“Ever think you’d be living in paradise one day when you were stuck in those stuffy boardrooms?” I tease.
“You’re my paradise. Wherever you are, as long as I have you in my arms, you’re my paradise. I love this place, but it's you. Always you.”
I kiss his neck again, loving that I’m his paradise.
THE END!
