Dominant Woman Looking for Love - CH 34：Epilogue.

(Note : This chapter contains R-18 scenes. You’ve been warned.)

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[5 YEARS LATER]

It’s been a really hectic day. I had to meet several clients and some of them are giving me a headache.

I sigh to myself and remember about something else that’s stressing me out.

Last night, Jett has been hinting to me again about having kids.

There’s a bit of a break in between appointments so I take this time to go over a bit of our conversation yesterday while we were… preoccupied.

[FLASHBACK]

…

“Haaa… Haaa… Jett…!” I am out of breath as I continue to sit on Jett’s face.

He’s currently eating me out as I carefully rub myself on his lips.

As I move a bit to the side, I can feel his nose pressing up against my clit and I instinctively arch my back as his tongue continues to penetrate me.

I don’t forget to move up every once in a while so he can breathe properly. It was a bit tricky at first, but once we got into a rhythm, the rest was just us relying on pure instinct.

Jett’s hands are grabbing the upper part of my thighs. He continues to lick and suck me with a lot of enthusiasm.

I slide some fingers in my mouth and twirl my tongue around them.

As some of my juices start to drip down the sides of my folds, I shiver from how ticklish it feels.

It’s almost like I’m torturing myself from trying to hold back from going crazy and smothering him with my drenched pussy. I’m so turned on that my eyes roll to the back of my head and I close them.

Like a small stream, my juices drip down the sides of his cheeks and neck.

It is useless, but I still try to stifle a groan that’s been stuck deep inside my throat.

The closer I am to coming, the harder it is to suppress my wanton moans.

A feeling that I have been pushing down and holding back the entire time, however, overcomes me like an unexpected wave.

I grab hold of the edge of the headboard and I cling to it as hard as I could with both my hands.

As I clench hard onto the edge of the wood, I ride out my intense surges of orgasm after orgasm.

It takes so much effort just to stop myself from screaming, as I REALLY dislike making these types of sounds.

So I end up doing a mix of indecent sighs, deep moans and soft whimpers as I arrive the peak and am on my way down again.

I begin to lift the bottom part of my body upwards since I’ve finished.

Perhaps not wanting to lose the chance to swallow more of my come, Jett pulls me back down and is persistent on his attempts at sucking me dry.

I don’t know what grudge he has against me.

He’s doing this while I’m still SO sensitive! This jerk!

This is bad.

Sometimes, I feel like I’m just a slave to these urges of mine.

My body betrays me as it starts to shake once more as I’m about to climax again.

Instead of fighting it, however, I relax and allow yet ANOTHER one to completely take over my body and mind.

I scream Jett’s name out at the top of my lungs and my thighs tremble from the intensity.

Moving away, I collapse in a heap right next to him.

I’m so worn out that I am quite out of it at the moment.

I feel him slide one of his arms underneath my torso and the other, around my hips.

He lifts me up a little and positions me so my butt sticks out. Jett then inserts a really thick and somewhat hard pillow underneath my belly to keep me in this pose.

I’m a little startled so I lift my head and turn around as I wonder what’s going on.

He smiles and looks at me. I rest the side of my head on one of my arms and I look at him sleepily.

“… Rysia… Can I… d- …. it… witho… … a… nd…m…?” I could barely hear him from how tired I’m feeling. I hear him ask me again.

Did… he want to do one more round…? Mmm… I guess… I don’t mind… even if I’m sleepy…

“Mmm… O… kay… Jett…” My reply is somewhat a bit muffled but still clear enough for both of us in the room to hear.

“Really… R..s…a?!?! We can really do it…?!”

“Nnn…”

“Okay! I’ll do my best then!”

Not a few seconds go by when I feel him plunge himself inside me with excitement.

It feels better than usual as our skin connects and rubs with more delicious friction than I’m used to.

I came so much earlier and with how my walls are being rubbed against his soft, velvet skin he continues to pump himself even deeper into me.

It’s almost as if—

W-WAIT A MINUTE!

WAIT A HOT… DAMN MINUTE!

IS… IS HE NOT WEARING A CONDOM?!… WHAT THE…!!

… But he KNOWS that I’ve stopped taking the pill a few years ago! My hormones were all out of whack back then!

“J-JETT! What are you doing?!?! Are you not wearing protection?!”

“H-Huh?! Yes…? I’m not wearing anything ri—”

“WHAT!”

“B-But I thought you said you were okay with it! I even asked you!”

I quickly pull up towards the top part of the bed and I wrap myself in a loose bedsheet as I stare at him with widened eyes.

[FLASHBACK END]

I sigh and smack my forehead against the table.

What in the freaking hell! I can’t even blame him as I should’ve made sure I knew what he was saying before agreeing to it!

For a moment, I completely forgot about him asking about it over and over. Freaking HELL I’m STUPID!

I lean back into my chair and rub my now aching forehead.

I look down and spot a tasteful digital leather desktop calendar that tells me today’s date and time.

To the left of it, our wedding portrait is being showcased inside a stunning silver frame that’s currently standing upright.

Picking it up, I bring it close to me as I start to reminisce about our wedding day. It’s been about 4 years since then.

[Flashback]

I check myself in the mirror for the 8th time. Twisting my body around, I look at my behind and end up checking my hair as well.

Everything’s in place just as it was a minute or so ago.

I’ve been anxious and nervous for who knows what reason and I sigh yet again.

I lift my arms sideways to check the other parts of my luxurious white dress.

Yes, today’s the day that I am getting married.

I’m marrying for the 2nd time! 2nd time! Is this really going to be okay?! What if it fails?! What if it’s me?! What if I was the reason I—?!

Before I could continue to freak out, even more, a hand touches my elbow and spins me around.

A voice that belongs to a female, screams at me to ‘QUIT IT!’ and to ‘CALM THE FUCK DOWN!’

If I was under some kind of spell or trance, I wonder if it may have been enough to snap me out of it due to how piercing it is.

I am about to scratch my head out of frustration until a hand shoots out and grabs my wrist.

My attention finally lands on this intrusive being and I finally notice that it’s none other than my sister Illana.

Deep creases form lines around her brows and if I look closely enough, there may even be a vein popping out the side of her forehead.

She finally calms down and breathes out deeply. “My big, lovable, beautiful, dumb, idiotic, stressed-out sister…” Her voice trails off as she stares straight into my eyes.

Hey! Why did it start out good and then it’s suddenly turned into insults?!

“I know you’re probably stressed out because you’ve already been married once. And hey, with a great catch like Jett Harland, who WOULDN’T worry?” My beloved sister smirks at me as she continues. “… But seriously though, you’re DUMB for even worrying about anything! After everything you’ve been through, do you really think it’d be THAT easy for you to get rid of him?!”

… Well… I guess if she says it that way… I guess not.

“Hmph. Looks like you’ve finally come around to your senses.” She steps back and looks all over me as she holds onto my shoulders.

“Your face is finally free of those ugly dips, crevices, and valleys. Some were so deep that maybe an animal might have built a nest on it.” Lana laughs hysterically at her own awful, or even more accurately, lame-ass joke.

As always, I only react with an unimpressed stare every single time she does this.

It’s not until a few moments after that I notice her being unusually quiet.

Her head is bent down a little. I realize right after that she’s been holding it in. I sigh and try to hug my sister, but she raises a hand up to stop me.

“I-It’s okay. I’ll be fine. I-I’m just being a little emotional. It’s all good.” She sniffs and looks up at me with slightly wet eyes.

Feeling concerned, I reach out to her, “Lana…”

“No! I don’t want to ruin your dress. Ju-Just… promise me something…”, Lana says with her slightly quivering voice.

I nod.

“… You better not move away from here anymore, alright?! You better not!”

I nod again, smile and tell her ‘I won’t. I promise.’

I guess that seals the deal as she runs out the door. Probably to cry in a more controlled space and fix her make-up right after.

Oh, my dear, sweet, sweet sister – I don’t know what to do with her sometimes.

As if taking her place, my brother Ethran and parents come in to see how I am and perhaps talk to me before my dad walks me down the aisle for the second time in my life.

…

In slow movements, my arms are linked with my father’s and we are slowly waking our way down the dark red carpet.

Gorgeous planters, floral arrangements, ribbons, and other elegant items decorate the ends of each pew.

I look straight at the groom that is waiting for me at the end of this path.

The pinnacle moments of a wedding ceremony for me is not the kiss, but the look on the groom’s face as he sees his bride makes her way towards him down the beautifully adorned aisle.

I’ve already instructed the photographer to take as many pictures as they can of this moment so I may treasure it for life.

It’s so as I grow older, I’ll be able to see my wonderful other half’s smiling face even when my memory starts to fail me.

I’m sure, even then, I’ll be able to say ‘Ah… that man, really and truly loves this woman.’

My mind floats back to the present, and I smile back in return as I anticipate being wed to the man of my dreams.

[FLASHBACK END]

I blush and sigh happily as I finish reminiscing about that day. It was wonderful and one of the best days of my life.

After the wedding, we were too tired to do anything. So after changing and getting ready for bed, we talked about our day, laughed a lot and cuddled each other until we eventually fell asleep.

It was perfect.

I cross my arms on the desk and rest my head for a little bit. I want a bit of a break before I start my work again.

I’ve already sent Jett a text earlier saying that I’ll be working late tonight and he can go on ahead home.

A sigh escapes my lips and I feel pretty lonely. We’re going to be really busy so I’m really missing him at the moment.

I turn my office chair around and glance out the huge window in my office that overlooks the city.

Many lights of different colors illuminate the night scene before me.

There’s an event happening in the city soon, so they’ve put up special decorations that make everything look a lot more special compared to most days.

It makes the area look more lively, romantic and yet calming than usual.

A soft rap from behind me makes me spin around on my chair as I look towards the door. I tell them to come in.

Half-way, I could see that it’s the very person I’ve been thinking about this entire time.

My face becomes warm and I blush slightly.

Upon realizing this, my eyes widen and I look to the side like I’ve been caught or something.

Way to make it more obvious, you freaking idiot. I bite my lip and a laugh comes from his direction.

“Why are you acting so suspiciously, Rysia? Have you been thinking of something naughty?” A beautiful smile graces Jett’s handsome and slightly tanned face.

“Of course not! I’m still working!”, I respond with a huff.

“Hmmm…? What is this? I think I see something pretty cute that I don’t want to miss.” He comes even closer, with his face just a few inches from mine.

A child-like grin replaces his previous expression – which heaps more pressure on me so that I’d admit my defeat and squeal.

“God! Are you a child or something?! Stop it!” I try to smack his shoulder as a warning, only for him to expertly hold my hand in his and he gives the back of my fingers a kiss.

Argh! He’s so irritatingly smooth sometimes that it makes me giggle.

My face that was full of playful annoyance a second ago has now changed to one that’s full of smiles as I belt out a few laughs.

Jett pulls me closer and I wrap my arms around him as I melt into his embrace. He leans in and whispers in my ear, “You’re the one I’ve wanted most in my life so I guess I’ve become a bit more selfish when you finally became mine 4 years ago.”

He moves backward a little and sits on the edge of my office desk. He lovingly brushes the sides of my face before looking straight into my eyes with so much longing.

Jett nuzzles gently against my face and brings his mouth to my ear. “So… I’ve been wondering if this feisty wife of mine will finally let me meet our children?”

Gosh, this guy is persistent.

Children, huh… Mine… and Jett’s…

I close my eyes and mull over this for a bit.

Mm… Well, I guess it’s time. It’s been 4 years after all.

My eyelashes flutter open and I lift my right hand and see our wedding ring.

Giving him a gentle smile, I press my lips against his and give him a light peck. “Okay, Jett… let’s do this then. We can start tomo—” Before I could finish my sentence, his tongue slips through my mouth and opens the slight gap between my teeth even wider.

Our tongues swirl against the other and I moan when Jett presses himself up against me with his already slightly stiff member.

“Where do you want to do it?! on the desk?! against the window?! Tell me! I’ll do anything you want!” Jett huffs and his hands ravage my body and clothes.

“JETT!!! I didn’t mean NOW! Co–” I get cut off yet again by this idiot who can’t seem to keep his dick in his pants once I gave him the ‘okay’.

I’m about to slap his arm and exasperatingly tell him off when I meet his sad puppy dog eyes. However, it wasn’t like ANY of his previous sad puppy dog eyes that have NOT worked even ONCE… it seems like he has acquired a few extra levels that it’s almost impossible to say no to this sad, pitiful creature!

I scream in a softer, but extremely high pitched sound for a little bit and I stop.

“If we’re really going to do this though, then you need to follow me and do anything I say tonight!” I look back at him hungrily with a type of madness that has overcome me completely for the night.

[THE END.]