Page 98 of Misery In Me

I reach across the table, taking her hand in mine. “You’re right, Ale. We are lucky. And I want to make sure we cherish every moment, every memory. Our family is everything to me, and I don’t want to take a single second for granted.”

Our house is filled with love and laughter, with the sounds of our children’s voices and the comfort of Ale’s presence. This is something I never saw for myself, and now that I have it, I can’t imagine how I could live without it—a family, a home, and a life filled with love and joy.

Later that night, as I tuck Zoe into bed, she looks up at me with serious eyes. “Daddy, are you leaving soon?” she asks, her voice small and vulnerable.

I smile, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. This little girl is smart as a tack. “Not today, but soon.”

She nods, a sad smile playing on her lips. “I’ll miss you. I love you.”

My heart swells with emotion, and I lean down, kissing her forehead gently. “I love you too,Princesa. More than words can express. Now, go to sleep and dream of all the adventures we’ll have together while I’m home.”

As I leave her room, I can’t help the lump that forms in my throat. My children and my family, they mean the world to me, and I’m so grateful to have them in my life. I join Ale in our bedroom, finding her already in bed, a book in her hand as she waits for me.

“She okay?” Ale asks, looking up from her book as I climb into bed beside her.

I nod, a soft smile on my lips. “She’s perfect. I just wanted to make sure I tucked her in right.”

Ale puts her book down, turning to face me. “You’re an amazing father, Gage. The kids are so lucky that they have a father like you.”

I take her hand, squeezing it tightly. “And I’m lucky to have them and you. Our family is my everything, Ale. My reason for being, my source of strength and joy.”

She leans in, kissing me softly on the lips. “I feel the same way, Gage. Our family is a blessing, and I’m so grateful for every moment we have together.”

EPILOGUE

ALEJANDRA

Seven Years Later

The sound of waves crashing and the kids’ laughter fade as we step inside the cool, quiet house. Gage pulls me into his arms, his lips capturing mine in a passionate kiss that leaves me breathless and wanting more.

“Mmm, I’ve been wanting to do that all day,” he murmurs against my lips, his hands already exploring my body, tracing the curves of my hips, my thighs, and my ass. “You look fucking delicious in that bikini, Ale. Every man on that beach was jealous of me.”

I smile, my cheeks flushing with pleasure. “And every woman was jealous of me,” I counter, my hands roaming his chest, feeling the solid muscle beneath his t-shirt. “You’re still in great shape, Marine. Even if you aren’t getting up at the ass crack of dawn to do PT.”

He grins, a wicked glint in his eye. “You’re my PT now,Hermosa. But we aim to please. And I plan on pleasing you right now.”

With that, he scoops me up into his arms, carrying me bridal-style down the hall to the bedroom. He kicks the door shut behind us, setting me down gently on the bed. I look up at him, my heart pounding with anticipation as he stands there, towering over me, his eyes dark with desire.

“Gage,” I whisper, my voice hoarse with need. “I want you. Now.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice, pretty girl.” He’s on me in an instant, his body covering mine, his lips capturing mine in a hungry, demanding kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck, holding him close as he grinds his cock against me, letting me feel that even after being married for almost ten years, he still desires me.

His hands roam my body, pushing aside the fabric of my bikini top, exposing my breasts to his hungry gaze. He takes one taut nipple into his mouth, sucking and nipping until I’m arching against him. “Cariño, oh my…” He moves to the other breast, giving it the same attention, his hands busy pushing down my bikini bottoms, baring me to him completely.

“¿Qué quiere mi linda putita?Hmm. Does she want her husband to fill her pretty little hole full of his cum?”

I reach for his shorts, eager to feel him, to touch him, to taste him. Gage helps me push them down, his cock springing free, hard and ready. I wrap my hand around him, stroking him slowly, feeling him pulse in my hand. He groans, a deep, primal sound that sends shivers down my spine.

“Fuck, Ale,” he growls. “You feel so good. So fucking perfect.”

He positions himself at my entrance, his eyes locked onto mine as he thrusts into me, filling me completely. We both moan, the sound a symphony of pleasure and relief. He moves, his hips thrusting against mine, his body taking mine with a fervor that leaves me breathless and wanting more.

“Gage,” I gasp, my nails digging into his shoulders as I hold on for dear life. “Yes, right there. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

He grins, a wicked, sexy grin that makes my heart flutter. “I have no intention of stopping,mi amor. Not until you’ve come undone in my arms. Not until I’ve filled you with my cum and put another baby in that beautiful body of yours.”

His words send a wave of pleasure coursing through me, and I can feel my orgasm building, a tight coil of need in my belly, ready to explode. “Gage,” I cry out, my body tensing as I climb higher and higher. “I’m close. So close.”

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