Epilogue— “Top Of The World”

Kate

I’m turning the tables on him today. We’ve both got the same day off for the first time in what feels like months, so I’m hoping to make the most of it.

Now that we’re at our destination, Zan looks at me with a confused look on his face. “You wanted to come to Navy Pier Park? Why didn’t you just tell me?”

“And spoil the fun?” I wink at him which earns me a growl as he sticks his hands in my sides and starts tickling me. “Zan, stop it. Not. In. Public. You’ll make me embarrass myself again.” I can’t stop giggling.

He pulls me in close and grins down at me. “Maybe I want that. It was fun. Okay, maybe not explaining to that woman that I was not attacking you in a park in broad daylight and that you were, in fact, laughing, not crying.”

I whack him with the back of my hand. “Stop it. It was mortifying.”

“Oh well, let’s see what other trouble we can get into today then.”

Oh, Zander, you have no freaking idea what I have planned for you.

I’m so excited, I’m almost giddy. All the way around Pier Park, walking hand in hand, he keeps looking down at me with a puzzled frown. I swear, the number of times he’s shaken his head at me today would be a new record. What can I say? Small things amuse small minds, but this surprise is going to blow his mind.

We stop in line for the landmark 150-foot-high Ferris wheel. I decide to start phase one of my plan.

“Babe, I love that we finally get to spend the day together. No work, no friends with babies, no sisters. I love them all to death, but I miss our alone time.”

His eyes soften as he leans down and brushes his lips gently against mine. “I love our alone time too.” He wiggles his eyebrows at me suggestively, making me blush.

Dammit, how does he always manage to switch the tables on me? Oh, that’s right. Because he’s Zander Freaking Roberts, the man who can charm the panties off me with one sideways glance. My future husband. Still can’t get my head around that. It’s been weeks, and I still find myself staring at my gorgeous ring, moving my hand to make it sparkle in the sun, and purposefully putting my hand forward to get people’s attention.

As I said, small things.

“I haven’t ridden this in a few years,” he comments, looking up at the giant structure as I pay for our tickets while Zander’s not looking. He never lets me pay for anything, I secretly love it, but I also love beating him to the punch. It always results in punishment of the most delicious kind.

“Zan, you ready to go?”

“Babe, we need tick. . . . ets,” he glares at me, and I see the gleam in his eye telling me that I’m going to pay for it later in other ways. Little does he know that, in a few minutes, he won’t be thinking about who paid for what.

We take a seat in one of the gondolas. I shut the door to make sure nobody else comes in. For what I have planned, we won’t be wanting an audience.

A few more minutes and we start moving. Knowing that a full rotation only takes seven minutes and that I’ll have my work cut out for me, I drop to my knees immediately, positioning myself between Zander’s now outstretched legs.

“Babe . . .” he says in his low, deep voice that reaches me deep down in my girly parts. “Don’t start something unless you plan on finishing it.”

I start loosening his belt before undoing his button and zipper and inching his pants slightly down on his hips so that I can free his hard, straining cock.

I lean forward and lick the tip, my hand cupping his balls and gently kneading them in the way he likes as I suck the head of his cock into my mouth. I feel his hand in my hair as he fans it out around his legs.

As I continue to take him deep into my mouth, I start humming which causes his whole body to shudder with pleasure.

“We’re halfway, babe,” he mutters, and I know he’s not talking about the oral sex treatment I’m giving him. He’s letting me know that I’ve got only a few more minutes until we’re back at ground level.

I treat him to what I call my ‘porn star’ style. I go at him hard and fast, licking and sucking and using my hand to tightly grip his shaft as I jerk him off into my mouth.

“Fuck, babe. Oh hell yes. God, this is better than any fucking fantasy I could ever have. Suck me, baby. I’m coming. Yes, babe, take it all,” he stutters as he climaxes in my mouth and I swallow it down.

I sit back on my heels and proceed to tuck his softening cock back into his pants before doing his zipper and button back up again and taking my seat beside him acting like nothing happened. I feel his gaze on me as I slowly turn my head and look at him.

I see love. Pure, unadulterated love shining straight back at me.

I finally found it. That one true love that I’d been searching for. The one I’ve strived to find my entire adult life. I successfully waded through all the frogs, toads, dwarfs, and dragons. I no longer have to be insanely jealous of my deliriously happy best friend and her perfect dream guy because I have one of my own. He may not be a superhero, but he’s my protector, my lover, my friend, and best yet, my future husband.

You see, I’ve found the kind of crazy love I was warned about.

I’ve got the love that makes my heart skip a beat. The love that makes me want to dance in the rain and bottle up the sunset while screaming at the top of my lungs.

The kind of love that authors write about, musicians sing about, and lovers dream about.

I have it, and I’m not giving it up.

I’ve finally found True Bliss.

The End

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