Never Say Never Extended Epilogue
Two Years Later
Regina and Jarrett, hand in hand, made their grand entrance into the celebration. A cacophony of cheers and applause greeted them as they stepped through the doorway, their faces flushed with excitement and happiness. Regina's piercing cognac colored eyes twinkled, her gaze locked with Jarrett's, their connection electric.
"Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Myers!" Taryn, Regina's closest friend, announced playfully as she ushered them further into the room.
"Thank you," Jarrett replied, his smile as captivating as ever. He pulled Regina closer to him, their bodies fitting together like perfectly matched puzzle pieces.
The sight of his Aunt Rosalind waiting near the center of the room warmed Regina's heart. Her presence was a testament to the love and support that surrounded their union. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, a genuine smile transforming her usually stern face. She approached the newlyweds, her arms outstretched as if ready to envelop them both in a tender embrace.
"Jarrett, my dear," Aunt Rosalind said softly, her voice trembling with emotion. "I couldn't be happier for you both."
"Thank you, Aunt Rosalind," Jarrett responded, his voice full of gratitude.
Aunt Rosalind nodded, her approval evident in her tearful gaze. Pulling Regina into a tight hug, she whispered. "Take care of each other."
As they separated, Regina offered her a small, knowing smile. "We will, Aunt Rosalind. We will."
***
Beneath the twinkling fairy lights, friends and family gathered around Regina and Jarrett, their faces alight with joy. Charlie, Regina's sister and confidante, raised her champagne flute high in the air, her voice ringing out clear and true.
"Here's to Regina and Jarrett," she began, "two souls who have found each other amidst the chaos of life and have chosen to walk hand in hand into the unknown. May your love continue to grow and flourish, and may you always find solace in each other's arms. Cheers!"
"Cheers!" echoed the small crowd, as they clinked glasses and sipped from their flutes, their eyes shining with affection for the newlyweds.
Regina felt a swell of gratitude for her friends and family – this intimate group who had come together to celebrate their union. She squeezed Jarrett's hand, her heart overflowing with happiness as they made their way through the room, stopping to exchange embraces and words of appreciation with their loved ones.
"Rey," Max, Jarrett's best friend, grinned as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders, "I never thought I'd see the day that Jarrett would be tamed, but I could tell you had him hooked the first day we met you."
"Max," Jarrett laughed, playfully shoving his friend, "you make it sound like I was some kind of wild beast!"
"Maybe not a beast," Max conceded, winking at Regina, "but you've definitely met your match in Rey here."
"Thank you, Max," Regina replied, suddenly shy at the compliment. "I'm lucky to have found someone like Jarrett who challenges me and supports me in equal measure."
"Speaking of which," Jarrett interjected, his eyes brimming with mischief, "I think it's time for us to show everyone just how well-suited we truly are."
"Are you suggesting a dance-off, Mr. Myers?" Regina teased, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Indeed I am, Mrs. Myers," Jarrett replied, his voice sultry and confident. "I'm afraid you're about to be thoroughly out-danced."
"Is that so?" Regina mused, her fingers lightly tracing the curve of Jarrett's jaw. "Well, I suppose there's only one way to find out."
The soft glow of the candles flickered, casting dancing shadows on the walls as Regina and Jarrett took to the dance floor. Their fingers intertwined, hearts beating in unison, they moved as one—two souls finally united in the most intimate of ways. The world around them seemed to vanish, leaving only their love, a tangible force that pulsed between them. As the music swelled, Regina and Jarrett melted into each other's arms, their bodies moving in sync with the sensuous rhythm.
"Rey," Jarrett murmured, his voice heavy with emotion, "you have no idea how much you complete me."
In response, Regina's eyes shimmered, reflecting the candlelight like sparkling umber. "I feel it too, Jarrett. I'm so glad that I didn't allow my pride to keep us from being together. I never knew I could be so happy."
They swayed together, their bodies pressed close, every point of contact igniting an electric current that coursed through their veins. As the music enveloped them, each note weaving its way into their very essence, their connection deepened, transcending the boundaries of mere physical attraction.
"Jay," Regina whispered, her breath warm against his skin, "being with you feels like coming home."
"Home…" he echoed, his voice barely audible over the swelling music. "That's exactly what this is, Rey. Our beginning, our foundation."
Around them, snippets of conversations and laughter filled the air, a testament to the joy and camaraderie shared by all present. Charlie and Max playfully bantered about the merits of abstract art versus classical realism, while Colin and a family friend engaged in a lively debate about their favorite travel destinations. Interspersed were the sounds of clinking glasses, punctuating heartfelt toasts to the newlyweds' happiness and future.
As the music changed tune and faded into a soft, melodic hum in the background, Regina and Jarrett found themselves drawn together by an invisible force, their gazes locked and filled with unspoken desires. They slipped away from the celebration unnoticed, hand in hand, their hearts pounding in anticipation.
"Jay," Regina whispered as they entered the private sanctuary of an empty coat closet, her voice thick with longing.
"I need you" Jarrett murmured after slamming the door shut. He pulled her close, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Their bodies melded together as if guided by an ancient dance, each movement a declaration of their love.
"Rey," Jarrett breathed, his hands roaming her body, igniting a fire within her that threatened to consume them both. "You're my everything, my reason for living. I'll follow you across the country, to the ends of the earth, and anywhere in between if that's what it takes to keep you by my side."
"Promise me, Jarrett" Regina pleaded, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as she arched against him. "Promise we'll never lose this connection, no matter where life takes us."
"I promise," Jarrett vowed, sealing the agreement with another searing kiss that left Regina breathless and wanting more.
He pulled the slim A-line skirt of her dress up around her waist, and hooked his hands into her white lace panties, pulling them down her long legs before he pocketed them.
"Rey," he breathed, pushing her long brown curls aside to reveal her smooth neck. He planted a trail of feather-light kisses down the length of her neck, while his hands roamed her body, stroking her skin and igniting a fire within.
"I need you," Regina whimpered, her hands pushing his jacket off his shoulders and hastily unbuttoning his shirt. Slipping her hands underneath to rest on his bare skin. Her touch sparked a fire within him, his pulse racing as he peeled her lace top and bra down to expose her firm, round breasts.
He lowered his head to capture her nipple in his hot, slick mouth, swirling his tongue around her velvety skin. Regina moaned in ecstasy, her fingers tangled in his hair, her nails digging lightly into his scalp. Her body responded to his touch, aching for something that only he could give.
"Jay, please," she begged, tugging at his pants, "I need you."
"As my wife commands," he replied, getting on her knees and hooking her leg over his shoulder. His low cut beard brushed against the supple brown skin of her thigh. Slowly, he eased his head down opening her wider, teasing her slit lightly with flicks of his tongue.
"Oh God, yes," Regina panted, her back arching in ecstasy as her body responded to his touch, her hips bucking against him. As the heat and pressure built within her, she felt as if her entire being would be consumed by a blaze of passion.
"Fuck," Jarrett murmured, slipping two fingers deep into her slick folds, "you're so beautiful. I could spend an eternity worshipping every inch of you."
Regina moaned in response, her hands fisting in his hair, her nails lightly scoring his scalp. "Jarrett, please," she begged, her voice barely audible. "I need you inside me."
Moving up to rest his body against hers, Jarrett slipped his fingers from her wetness and nudged her legs apart. Jarrett grinned, eagerly unzipping his pants letting them fall down his waist to free his throbbing member. He looked deeply into her eyes, his hands tracing the curves of her hips as he grabbed her hips to hoist her against the wall. Her legs wrapping surely around his waist.
She gasped in delight as she felt the feather-light touch of his fingers against her skin. Her body responded to him instinctively, opening up to welcome him in. He wasted no time, plunging deep inside her and then slowly withdrawing again, whispering sweet nothings as he did so.
"Oh, oh my god…" Regina moaned, her hands clawing at the wall behind her as she arched against him, her head thrown back in ecstasy.
"Look at me," Jarrett commanded, "I want to see your eyes when you come."
Her mouth parted in a silent gasp, her amber eyes alight with passion. As her body quickened its rhythm against his, Jarrett could hold out no longer, surrendering to the tides of passion that threatened to drown him. His body spasmed as he came, his hot seed filling her in a satisfyingly primal way. She gave one last cry as she came, her body shuddering against his.
"I love you, Rey" Jarrett whispered, holding her close as her body shuddered in his arms.
"I love you too," Regina whispered, her body still coiled tightly around his. Slowly, their heart rates slowed, and they lost themselves in each other's arms, the world around them fading into a blissful nothingness.
"Oh my god, there you two are!" Charlie exclaimed. "I've been looking all over for you."
Regina looked over Jarrett's shoulder in surprise to find that they were no longer alone in the room. Where once was the tranquil privacy of their love nest, now stood her sister Charlie.
"I swear you two have gotten worse the longer you've been together. First I found you about to bump uglies on mom's piano and now in the back of the coat closet at your own wedding." Charlie laughed as she covered her eyes and Regina joined in.
"Yeah, well.... how about you give us a few minutes to get straighted up and we'll be right out." Jarrett - said with his head buried in Rey's neck, he was torn between moaning and laughing, as every time Rey giggled she tightened around his cock and he was getting harder by the second.
"Eh, don't worry about it. Nothing's changed between you two in years. I'm honestly just surprised you guys waited until after the wedding to come back here. I thought you would've been caught by someone before you even exchanged vows." Charlie laughed at her own joke as she left the coat closet.
"Lock the door!" Regina yelled through her laugher.
"Yeah, yeah, sure." Charlie replied dryly as she backed out of the closet.
"Mmm, I love you, Rey" Jarrett whispered, nibbling on her ear.
Regina shivered, her body responding to his touch even after three years together. "I love you too, Jarrett," she replied, her voice thick with desire. "Please tell me we have time for at least one more quickie." Regina dug her fingers into Jarrett's shoulders.
"Rey, they're getting ready to cut the cake. Your mom and my aunt would guilt us until the end of time... or until we gave them grandbabies, if we're not back out there soon," he replied, carefully extracting himself from her, even though he really didn't want too.
"Great segway Myers." She quipped. While she hastily cleaned herself up with some wet wipes from her purse, she looked ag her husband and thought of now was the best time to give him the news.
Jarrett buttoned his shirt and ran a hand through his disheveled hair As he thought about her words.
"Segway...." Jarrett looked at her with an arched eyebrow as he fixed his clothes and grabbed a wipe for his face.
Regina pulled her top back into place as she stared at her newly minted husband intently, "I have something to tell you…"
Suddenly, everything changed as Regina uttered the words, "I'm pregnant." Jarrett stared at her in awe, eyes widened in surprise and overflowing with emotion.
He carefully pulled her close and whispered, "Rey... that's amazing," crushing his lips against hers in a passionate kiss.
"That's… that's amazing. I can't believe we're going to have a family."
"Neither can I," Regina admitted, her own happiness mirrored in Jarrett's shining green eyes.
Jarrett started pacing back and forth as the reality of Rey's words set in, "Good thing we decided to move closer to your family. They say it takes a village... and you know I didn't grow up with my mom and dad so of course I promise to be heavily involved, of course. I promise to be the best dad they could ever want or need. Maybe we should even get a nanny?"
Regina laughed, the sound bubbling up from deep within her soul as she stopped his babbling and wrapped her arms around his neck. Pressing her lips to his once more.
"We'll figure it all out," she assured him. "Together."
"Always," Jarrett vowed, his love for her evident in every touch, every breath they shared. They had faced many challenges to find their way to one another, but now, as they embarked on this new adventure.
***
"Ready to cut the cake?" Jarrett whispered into her ear, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine. Regina nodded, feeling anticipation pool in her belly. They had snuck out of the coat closet and made their way back to the reception to approach the elegant three-tiered confection, adorned with delicate sugar flowers that mirrored the ones in her bouquet.
Taking the knife in her hand, Regina felt Jarrett's fingers wrap around hers, guiding the blade through the cake with surprising tenderness. As they sliced through the layers, Regina couldn't help but think of how this simple act symbolized their shared future and commitment to each other. A future filled with love, passion, and the unknown wonders that lay ahead.
"May I have this dance, wife?" Jarrett asked playfully, his eyes twinkling with mischief. He extended his hand to Regina, who placed her palm against his with a teasing smile.
"Of course, husband," she replied, allowing him to lead her onto the dance floor. The music shifted to a slow, sensual melody as they wrapped their arms around each other, swaying gently to the rhythm.
Regina closed her eyes, savoring the warmth of Jarrett's body pressed against hers. She could feel the steady thump of his heartbeat beneath her fingertips, the heat of his skin igniting a fire within her. The scent of his cologne—earthy and masculine—enveloped her like a familiar embrace.
As the celebration continued, Regina felt a magnetic pull toward the privacy of their honeymoon suite. The anticipation for what was to come, both in the night and in the years ahead, sent shivers down her spine. She leaned closer to Jarrett, whispering into his ear, "I think it's time we called it a night, don't you?"
Jarrett's eyes darkened with desire as he nodded, pressing a searing kiss to her lips before leading her from the dance floor, their fingers intertwined. They stole through the dimly-lit hallway, laughter and music fading behind them.
Once outside the sanctuary of their honeymoon suite, Jarrett lifted Regina, carrying her over the threshold as they shared heated kisses. He set her down gently and undressed her slowly, Regina's eye followed his every move through the mirror facing their bed, her desire growing by the second.
His hands explored her body, his touch electric. He kissed her neck, her earlobes, her shoulders - every inch of her skin tingling under his touch. "I fucking need you Jarrett, stop teasing," she whimpered.
"You're still so fucking sassy," he murmured against her skin, a mix of awe and admiration in his voice.
Rey giggled . "I try," she replied, turning to face him, their lips meeting in a tender yet urgent kiss.
He pulled back to admire her breasts, his thumbs circling her nipples through her lace bra. Her breath hitched as he unhooked it, revealing them to rooms air conditioning. He leaned down, taking a hardened peak in his mouth, sucking gently as she moaned softly. His hands moved up her stomach, tracing the outline what would soon be her baby bump - new and small but already so loved.
She gasped lightly as his fingers found their way to the waistband of her panties. He slid them down, kissing her belly button, her thighs, before looking up at her with adoration, his eyes shining. "You're so beautiful wife," he whispered. "Inside and out."
The End