EPILOGUE

FIFTEEN YEARS LATER

“Oh, no… not again,” someone thumped the door. “Mom… dad… you are causing thunder again. What are you even doing?”

Mila, who was pinned under Arthur, and was crying loudly as Arthur pounded himself hard inside her, bringing her to the precipice of bliss, did not respond.

“Control yourself,” Arthur scolded Mila as he continued to move inside her.

“I am about to come,” Mila cried.

“Come for me, love,” Arthur too closed his eyes and moved violently, and Mila knew he too was about to find his release.

“Mom… dad…” the pounding continued.

“Don’t stop!” Mila cried, as her body quivered and Arthur felt her spasm as her orgasm hit her with full force.

Arthur moved a few more times and fell on top of her. He knew Mila had climaxed, just went he did too.

“When would you learn to not lose it,” Arthur scolded her as he wrapped a towel around his waist and walked up to the door. He removed the cushioning charm from the door and walls – which made the room sound proof – a