Epilogue

WHITLEY

“Gabriel!”

“Almost there, baby!”

“I can’t do it! Dammit, doc. Just yank him out of me!”

“Wish it was that easy, Whitley. I’m going to need you to push again on the next contraction,” the doctor says.

“Please don’t make me. There’s no way his big head is going to fit through!”

“I promise it will, Whitley. Here we go, push.”

“Oh god. Gabriel!”

“I’m here, baby. Just push!” Gabriel says.

“You push. It’s your monstrous offspring!”

“The head is out. Stop pushing for me,” the doctor says.

“See, baby, I told you could do it,” Gabriel says.

“Shut up.”

Gabriel kisses me on the forehead. The pregnancy has been pretty easy. That was until it was time to push Gabriel’s mammoth son out. I swear it feels like he’s already six foot four like his father.

“All right,” the doctor says. “Let’s get these shoulders out. Next big contraction!”

“Shoulders? Holy shit! My vagina is never going to be the same.”

Gabriel softly kisses my lips.

“Baby, I’m sure your vagina will be just fine.”

“What do you care? You’re never going near it ever again.”

He just snickers like he doesn’t believe me and kisses me again.

“Here we go, Whitley! Push hard!” the doctor says.

“Oh shit!”

After it feels like I’ve pushed an already-made wide receiver out my vagina, Keenan Lucas Underwood comes screaming into the world with a head full of his father’s dark hair and what looks like my eyes.

Let’s just hope they stay that way. Aubrey is going to be ecstatic to know her thoughts on how our child would turn out were right. I look up to see Gabriel walking over with his son in his arms and tears in his eyes.

“He’s beautiful, Whit.”

***

Kendrick finally decided to propose to Aubrey. He’s been an absolute nervous wreck. They went on a trip, just the two of them, to go hiking on some trails. There’s a place Kendrick likes to go that overlooks the city of LA.

Aubrey was so interested in the view, that she wasn’t paying any attention to Kendrick behind her. When she turned to ask a question, there he was, taking a knee.

We wondered why we hadn’t heard from them in a couple days. Gabriel finally called. Kendrick accidentally hit the video button instead of the ignore button.

Let’s just say now we know why we haven’t heard from them. They were doing their own “celebrating” before letting everyone else know. You would have thought someone had burned Gabriel’s eyeballs clean out of their sockets. Good thing it was him and not me.

Devyn and her man, Tate, moved to California after all. They still haven’t got married yet, but they are happy just the way things are. I’m just happy she’s happy. We get together all the time now and have sister time with Aubrey.

***

“I told you y’all would make beautiful babies,” Aubrey says.

“Baby. Just one, Aubrey,” I say.

“Hmm, for now.”

“Naw. Not for now. Just one.”

“We’ll see.”

I raise my eyebrows at her. It’s been several months since having Keenan, and I’m finally back to the size I was before having a Goliath baby. I do have to admit it was worth every minute.

The doctor cleared me to resume normal sexual activity several weeks ago, but I’m afraid my poor vagina has been stretched to its limits. Though, based on the looks Gabriel has been giving me lately, I might need to find out if those Kegel exercises really work.

I want that man with a fierceness. I know giving him blow jobs all the time isn’t giving him what he really needs. It only takes the edge off, and it’s not giving me anything but lockjaw. Just the thought of feeling him, though, has me throbbing between my legs.

“Earth to Whitley!” Aubrey says.

“Oh, sorry. What did you say?”

“Where’s your mind at today?”

“My husband’s cock.”

“Hmm, baby number two?” she asks.

“Negative. I’m back on birth control.”

“I said I was late.”

“Late for what?” I ask.

She just stares at me. It takes me a minute to understand what she’s saying.

“What? Have you taken a test? Oh my god! I’m going to be an aunt! Have you told Kendrick you’re carrying his mammoth offspring? Because, let me tell you from experience, six-foot-four men make large babies.”

“Slow down! And no, I haven’t tested yet. If I am, it happened right after we got engaged. I don’t know how Kendrick feels about becoming a dad. Hell, I don’t know how I feel about becoming a mom!”

“Come on,” I say, taking her hand.

“Where we going?”

“To the drugstore.”

***

After buying three different types of pregnancy tests, we go back to my house. I give Aubrey one of each test to piss on and put Keenan down for his nap. As I make it to the guest bedroom, I find her sitting on the bed.

“Aubrey?”

“You look. I can’t,” she says.

I go in and look at all three tests. Coming out, I sit down beside her.

“What’s this really about?” I ask.

“What if I’m not a good mom? I mean, my own mom didn’t want me. Don’t get me wrong, I was adopted by a great family, but I never knew who my family really was.”

“We’re your family. Family doesn’t necessarily have to be by blood. Sometimes, the best family are the ones that have no relation at all. I know for a fact you will be a great mom. Just look at how you are with Keenan. Plus, from the moment I met you, you were all about family.”

She nods.

“What did the tests say?” she asks.

“Let’s just put it this way, go ahead and start working on those Kegel exercises. Giving birth to giant offspring takes a lot to bounce back from.”

“I’m going to be a mom.”

“You’re going to be the best mom.”

***

I can’t take it anymore. I’m literally dripping with the thought of riding Gabriel hard. He’s been so patient and never once asked if the doctor has released me yet. He’s letting me take my time to get back to normal, and dammit, I can’t do it anymore.

Luckily, we have an easygoing son who already sleeps through the night. So, as soon as I give Keenan his nightly bottle and rock him to sleep, I turn the monitors on and head into the bathroom to freshen up.

Gabriel is already in the bed, sitting against the headboard with the sheet around his waist. He’s reading a playbook for practice. I walk out with my robe on.

Ever since giving birth, I’ve been wearing pajamas. Trust me, they were needed in more ways than one. Tonight, I’m completely naked underneath my robe and already wet as hell.

I walk out, and Gabriel doesn’t even look up. I take my robe off and slide under the sheet. Again, nothing. He’s completely engrossed in that playbook.

I slide my hand over to his cock and stroke it till he’s semi-hard. I hear him slightly groan. I slide under the sheets and start to suck him off. When I hear the book hit the floor, I move up his body and sit on his lap.

“Holy shit, baby. You didn’t let me know you were naked.”

I position myself over him and sink straight down on his cock.

“I am now.”

His head hits the back of the headboard, and his grip on my hips is almost painful.

“Fuck me,” he groans.

“What?”

“Looks like someone’s been doing her Kegel exercises.”

^The End^