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  My arms open wide to make my point. I’m so fucking annoyed at this point. “What fucking women, Ashley? What fucking women?”

  “What about the woman at the bar tonight? Huh?”

  “Oh, give me a damn break! You saw some skank come on to me and didn’t even stay long enough to see the outcome. You saw what you wanted to see. You have it in your head I am off sleeping around with all these women when the truth is, I haven’t had sex with anyone but you in the last nine fucking months! And sadly, I don’t even remember us having sex.”

  “You haven’t?” Her eyes finally meet mine and I take a deep breath.

  “No one, baby. You are all I want.” I bend down in front of her, taking her hands in mine. “The day we talked at the cemetery, I knew you were it for me. No, that’s a lie. I’ve always known it was you. I just chose to be in denial out of guilt. The day in the cemetery, when I told you about Gabby, and you didn’t get jealous, but instead said you wanted what we had, I finally accepted it. I love you, Ashley, and I don’t want to live in guilt anymore. I want to love you and Tristan. I want to marry you for real.”

  Ashley gives me a watery smile, wiping her eyes. “I love you, too, Kaden.”

  That’s all I need to hear. I grab Ashley’s ass to pick her up, leading us to the bedroom, then toss her onto the bed. “The last time we had sex doesn’t count. I was drunk and didn’t remember it, and I’m sure I fucking sucked. But I promise you tonight, when I make love to you, not only will I remember it but I will make up for the first time, and you will never forget it.”

  Ashley laughs loudly. “We didn’t have sex, Kaden. Yeah, we made out some, but then you felt sick and ran to the bathroom to throw up. I brought you some water and you threw up on me as well. We both got naked and showered, and when I tried to get dressed, you grabbed my clothes and hid them. You were so adamant we sleep naked, I didn’t want to argue with your drunk ass.”

  “Oh, thank God!” I remove my shirt and shorts leaving only my boxers on. She sits up, lifting her shirt over her head then lifts her ass up, pushing her pants down. Getting onto the bed, I go to hover above her but instead she pushes me down so I am laying down on my back. Then she crawls onto my lap, placing one leg on either side of me. Her ass is grinding against my stomach as she leans down to kiss me. Her lips are soft and her tongue moves in perfect sync with mine.

  Grabbing her ass, I sit up, moving her body down so it's rubbing against my cock. We continue to kiss, our tongues moving frantically against each other as she grinds against me creating perfect friction with our bodies through our clothes. Reaching behind her, I unclasp her bra then bring the straps down her arms, exposing her perfect luscious tits. Just as I am about to take one of her perky pink nipples into my mouth, she pushes me back down, again.

  Starting at my chest, she begins a trail of wet kisses down my torso slowly, too damn slowly, until she gets to my cock. My fingers are entwined in her hair letting her know it feels good but not forcing her to do anything she doesn't want to do. She clearly wants to be in control and I'm man enough to give that to her.

  Through my boxers, she gives my cock an open-mouthed kiss then looks up at me smiling shyly. Her smile is infectious. She moves my boxers down just enough, that my hard cock springs out ready for her. She wastes no time grabbing the shaft, jerking it slowly as she swirls her tongue over the head. She brings her mouth down the entire length until I feel the head of my cock hit the back of her throat. “Holy fuck, Ashley.”

  She moans at my comment and continues sucking and pumping my cock. For several minutes, she continues to fuck my cock with her mouth and tongue… fucking her mouth isn’t even the right word, though. It’s like she is making love to my cock, worshiping it with her mouth. I can hear the slurping and sucking and it causes me to grow even harder to the point I feel like I am going to come. I refuse for this to come to an end this soon, though.

  As I gently pull her head up by her hair, her mouth comes off my dick making a popping sound. She looks up at me frowning like I just took away her favorite toy. “Baby, I need your pussy.”

  Grabbing her ass, I flip us over so I am once again on top. Her lips are plump and swollen from being wrapped around my dick, and they are begging to be kissed. Leaning down, my lips find hers, my tongue seeking entrance and her lips parting giving me access. We kiss for several minutes, neither of us wanting to stop.

  I feel her hand go to my cock, stroking it. Ashley separates her lips from mine. “I need you.”

  Needing to feel her lips once again, I give her a chaste kiss then nibble on her bottom lip. Then I lick it once needing to taste her before I move to her tits, sucking on each one until her nipples harden into perfect rosy peaks.

  “Kaden…” Ashley moans out my name with need. “I got you, baby.” Grabbing her hands, I place them on her tits so she can continue to play with her nipples herself, as I lick a trail down her middle.

  My eyes never leave her hands as they twist and pull at her nipples causing her to moan softly. Once I am at her pussy, I pull her panties down, then give her bare pussy lips a soft kiss. Spreading them open, I run my tongue over her clit then bite down softly.

  “Kaden, please…” Ashley’s moans get louder. Placing two fingers into her, I begin fingering her while sucking on her clit. I look up and see she is still massaging her tits, her eyes are closed and her head is tilted back in pure ecstasy. I stick another digit in, pushing in deep to hit her g-spot. Her back arches and I know she is close. I could make her come like this but something in me needs to be in her when she comes.

  I pull my fingers out of her, then crawl up her body until my dick is lined up with her warm center. I move her hands from her tits replacing them with my own as my dick enters her tight pussy. Slowly thrusting in and out, I tease her pussy while tweaking her nipples.

  “Kaden! Harder! Please…”

  “You got it, baby.”

  Grabbing her hands and placing them in mine, I pin them over her head then start to pump my cock in and out of her faster and deeper. I can feel her pussy begin to constrict; she is getting close to coming. Grabbing her leg, I lift it up and over my shoulder so I can go deeper.

  “Oh god, Yes!” Ashley’s moans turn to screams, her voice now hoarse. A few deep thrusts more and she is coming all over my cock. When she comes down from the orgasm, she sits up and pushing me back, grabs my shaft in her hand, guiding my hard cock into her pussy. Up and down, she rides me as I watch, entranced by her perky fucking tits bouncing up and down. I grab one in my hand and pull it to me to suck on it hard causing Ashley to pick up the pace. I can once again feel her insides gripping my cock, letting me know she is ready to come again.

  To help her along, I bring my thumb to her sex, sticking it inside her pussy. I can feel her pussy wrapped around my cock gliding up and down on my dick. Using her juices, I massage her clit. "Fuuuck… Kaden! I'm going to come again," she screams. Her pussy contracts as she comes all over my cock once again, only this time I am right there with her, spilling my seed into her as she milks my cock for every last drop.

  Ashley

  After we both find our release, I attempt to move off Kaden, but he isn’t having it. “Not yet. I just need to hold you for a minute.” Leaning down, I put my head on his chest, feeling his flaccid cock still in me, our mixed juices running down the insides of my thighs.

  “I’m on birth control,” I whisper. I don’t want him to think I am going to trap him into anything.

  “Well, you need to get off that shit, immediately. What are you on? The pill?”

  “Yeah…”

  “Throw that shit away. I don’t want to waste any more time with you. I am thirty-five years old and I am sure as shit not getting any younger. I was a fucking idiot, Ash. I want to marry you and I want us to have mini versions of us running around.” He gives me a kiss on my forehead as I turn my head to look at him. I am shocked at what I am hearing. Not even a week ago he was sharing with me stories about his deceased wife
and baby and now he is telling me he wants me to mother his future children. I sit up and try to get off him again needing some space. This time, he lets me.

  Taking the blanket from the bed, I wrap myself up and go straight to the bathroom to get cleaned up. I turn the shower on and wait for it to heat up.

  “What’s wrong, Ash?” Kaden asks coming up behind me. I didn’t realize he followed me into the bathroom.

  “It just seems too good to be true. I have learned the hard way that if it seems good, there’s probably a catch.” I’m still facing the shower, my back to his front not wanting to look him in the eyes, not wanting him to see the insecurity I feel.

  Kaden bridges the gap between us, dropping the blanket to the floor, and wrapping his arms around me. He kisses my neck once, twice, three times. “What we have is real, Ash. We have always had this. I was just too consumed with guilt to open my eyes and see what I have right in front of me. I love you and Tristan.” Kaden turns me around, then drops to one knee, and right there in the bathroom, both of us naked and vulnerable, he opens a small black box showing me the most beautiful diamond engagement ring. “Marry me, baby. Not for pretend or for an inheritance. Marry me because you love me and I love you, and we belong together. I can’t change the past, baby, but I can create a future, and I want to create one with you and Tristan as a family.”

  His words choke me up, my throat feeling like it is clogged with a large lump in it, not allowing me to speak. So, I nod. I nod repeatedly as tears spill down my cheeks. Then I wrap my arms around Kaden and kiss him like he is everything to me. Because he is.

  He throws the ring box onto the counter and picks me up, my legs wrapping around him, and opens the shower door taking us both inside without breaking our kiss. The hot water is raining down on us as he pushes me up against a wall, as we continue to devour each other’s mouths. I can feel his hard length pushing against my ass so I wiggle a little to let him know what I want. Kaden chuckles softly stopping our kiss.

  “You want me in you, baby?”

  “Yes!”

  “Oh? So, you will say yes to my cock but not to my marriage proposal?” He moves my wet hair from my face over my shoulder, then starts to suck on my neck until it tingles.

  “Yes! Yes, to marrying you. Yes, to having babies with you. Please, just fuck me.”

  “No.”

  “No?” I snap my head up rejecting him access to my neck.

  “What do you mean no?”

  “I’m not fucking you, Ash. I’m making love to you. It might be dirty as fuck, but I am making love to you.”

  Tightening his grip on my ass, he pushes me farther against the wall, then with one hand guides his dick into me. He starts off slow, thrusting in and out of me but once his dick is completely hard and deep inside me, he grips my ass and begins pounding into me, the sound of wet flesh slapping echoing in the bathroom. The angle at which he hits, ignites a spark deep within me and a few thrusts later, my pussy spasms around his dick as Kaden grunts out his orgasm.

  “Damn, baby. I can’t get enough of you.” Kaden sets me down on shaky legs and I use the wall to hold myself up. Three orgasms in one night is a record for me. Tyler was the only guy I slept with, and he was way too selfish in bed to try to make me come once let alone three times.

  Kaden and I wash up in silence, then he turns the water off, grabbing us both towels. Once we are both dried off, we grab clothes from our luggage. He looks sexy as hell in his basketball shorts and tight white shirt, while I am in my long cotton pajamas. I probably should have packed something sexier.

  “My relationship status is Netflix, pajamas, and wine,” Kaden reads the front of my shirt. “I will gladly Netflix and chill with you, baby, but your relationship status is taken.” Kaden laughs at his own joke giving me a wink.

  “You are such a cheeseball!” I slap his chest laughing at his cheesiness. I grab a bottle of water from the mini fridge then climb into bed pulling the covers over me. Kaden runs back into the bathroom then joins me, lying on his side pulling me close to him. He grabs my leg and hooks it over his leg cuddling close to me then holds out the black box from earlier.

  “We didn’t make it to the part where you put the ring on. This is my grandmother’s ring. She gave it to me while we were in Colorado to give to you. She knew that I was too in denial to admit how much I love you. Will you wear this ring and become my wife?”

  This time, I voice the words I couldn’t earlier. “Yes, Kaden. I will marry you.”

  “Thank you, baby.” He plucks the ring out of the cushion and places it onto my finger. It fits perfectly.

  “It’s beautiful.”

  “You’re beautiful. The ring simply complements your beauty.” He brings his lips to mine, making love to my mouth before he makes love to me for the third time tonight.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Ashley

  “I want to go to see Lady Liberty!” Bella squeals.

  “Yeah! Me, too!” Tristan agrees.

  “Oh! And I want to go to American Girl!”

  “No! I don’t want to go there. I want to go to the big Toys ‘R’ Us.” Tristan shakes his head in disagreement.

  When we told Cooper and Liz we were going to spend the day checking out New York, they decided to join us. Hayley, Caleb, and Marco flew back this morning with Alex and his wife, Jessica. We are all going to fly back tomorrow afternoon.

  “How about we take the ferry around the statue of liberty, then while Bella goes to American girl, we can take you to the toy store?”

  “Yes!” Tristan and Bella both yell in unison jumping up and down.

  “You and I are going to come back here, just the two of us, one day.” Kaden says into my ear. “I want to show you central park, take you shopping, and spoil you with fancy eating.”

  “You already spoil me. I don’t need any of that; I just need you.” I turn around and give him a quick peck on the lips. He pouts when I pull away, pulling me toward him, deepening our kiss.

  “Eww! Mom! Kaden! I thought you were just playing pretend for Grannie. That’s not pretend!” We both stop kissing, and turning toward Tristan, we see his cute little face all scrunched up in disgust.

  “Yeah, Guys. Thought it was pretend…” Cooper adds in laughing.

  “Oh. My. God!” Liz shrieks, grabbing my left hand narrowing in on my engagement ring. “This ring is most definitely not pretend!”

  “Yeah, about that…” I begin to think of a way to explain to my almost seven-year-old about our engagement but Kaden beats me to it.

  “Remember you said it would be ok if I married your mom for real?”

  “Yeah.”

  “You still cool with that, bud?”

  “Yes!” Tristan runs to Kaden, giving him a hug. Kaden picks him up and hugs him back, before setting him back down.

  “So, when’s the wedding?” Liz asks.

  “We haven’t picked a day…” I say, but Kaden cuts me off. “As soon as possible.”

  “I guess as soon as possible,” I repeat laughing.

  We spend the entire day experiencing New York. After we take the ferry around the statue of liberty, we go to the nine-eleven memorial site, then while Bella goes with her parents to American Girl, we take Tristan to the toy store. Kaden buys him tons of toys, Tristan swears are only available in New York. Afterward, we all meet up to eat dinner in town square before heading back to the hotel for the night. It was a great day, one I won’t ever forget.

  It’s Monday night and we are back home and jetlagged, laying on the couch watching TV. Tristan passed out the minute we walked through the door. Kaden’s phone rings alerting him of a Facetime call. “It’s my grandmother.” He swipes accept then her face comes onto the screen. “Hello, Grandmother. How are you?”

  “I’m good, sweetie. I just wanted to check in… any news?”

  Kaden chuckles. “Real subtle Grandmother.” Taking my hand, he puts it up to the camera for her to see. “Oh! Yay! I am so glad you are wearing
my ring.”

  “It is gorgeous, Rose. Thank you for passing it down to us. I will always cherish it.”

  “And when is the wedding?”

  “We haven’t picked a date, yet,”

  “How about a spring wedding?” Kaden looks to me for my approval. A spring wedding in his hometown sounds beautiful.

  “I think that would be wonderful.”

  “Victor! Did you hear that?” Rose calls out moving out of the line of the camera.

  “Yes, Rose, honey. I heard; A spring wedding. Congratulations, you two.”

  “Thank you, Victor.”

  “Thank you, Grandfather.”

  “I’m going to call Giselle and let her know we need to start planning a wedding. Ashley, dear, would it be possible for you to visit soon so we can go dress shopping?”

  “I’ll have to look at my work schedule, but I should be able to make it work.” Kaden glares at me and then it hits me, my work schedule. I am engaged to be married to Kaden and I am still a stripper.

  After we say goodbye, I address the elephant in the room. “I will speak to Caleb about only managing the club. I am still going to pay you back, though, Kaden.”

  “No, you aren’t. You are my fiancée, soon to be my wife, and hopefully soon to be the mother of my children. You aren’t paying me back a damn dime. Part of being in a relationship means everything separate comes together as one.”

  “Kaden, I can’t just take thousands from you and not pay you back…”

  “It’s ours, everything is ours. And once we are married, you will be an extremely wealthy woman so you better get used to it. I’m not going to stop you from managing the club, but once you are pregnant, I hope you will consider taking some time off. You said before you had to work while Tristan was little, you don’t have to work, baby.”

  Kaden takes my hand in his, squeezing it lightly. “Just think about it, ok?”

  “Ok, I’ll think about it. Do you think we should wait until after we are married for me to get off birth control?”