CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Thorn
The first time I ever saw Kayla was forever imprinted in my mind and heart. All I could see of the little girl was her curly black hair that cascaded like waves down her back.
Minnie smiled when she saw and I watched as she quietly said something to the little girl. At first I saw how the girl timidly turned around and when she faced me, my heart dropped.
She looked breathtaking.
“Hi!” she greeted me, smiling at me and showing her gap-toothed grin. “I’m Kayla!”
I knelt in front of her and smiled back, cautiously. “Hello, Kayla. I’m Mr. Thorn.”
She furrowed her eyebrows, glanced at Minnie for a brief second and then turned back to me. “Are you my Daddy?”
I looked at Minnie and she just nodded slowly, giving me an encouraging smile. “Would it be okay to you if I am?”
She surprised me by jumping out of Minnie’s arms and into mine. “Of course! You’re pretty.”
I laughed and kissed the top of her head. “And you look so beautiful, sweetheart.”
I looked at Minnie when I said that and she just continued to stare at us, still smiling. She even had tears in her eyes. It was a picturesque moment but we didn’t have a souvenir for that day other than the memory that we had of it.
And it was one of my best ones.
“Daddy!” Kayla screamed the moment I stepped foot in our house.
Minnie had agreed that they start living with me two months after we saw each other again. We started a real relationship since then, more than just sex. She let that apartment go to prove to me she was putting everything she had into us.
I knelt down and opened my arms as Kayla ran straight to me. She jumped into my arms and I stood up, spinning her around as laughter bubbled out of her. “I’ve missed you, sweetheart.”
I kissed her head when I set her down. She was four years old now. “Did you have fun at school today?”
Kayla nodded. “Yes! But Tommy stole my juice box today.”
She was pouting. She looked absolutely adorable when she did so. I chuckled and squeezed her shoulders. “What did you do then?”
“She almost got into a fight,” Minnie said, sighing. She smiled at me and kissed me on the lips lightly. “The teacher told me she screamed at him to give it back. I think our daughter has anger issues.”
She was eyeing me suspiciously. I raised my eyebrows. “She surely didn’t get it from me. Have I’ve ever thrown a fit before?”
Minnie laughed and just rolled her eyes. Kayla wandered back to her toys in the living room and I grinned when I spotted my son. Minnie got pregnant again, two years ago, and gave birth to a bouncing baby boy. We named him Cole.
“Hey buddy,” I greeted him, tickling him on the sides.
Cole looked at me with the same big green eyes as her mother. “Daddy!”
I kissed his forehead and let him go as he tackled his older sister in a sibling hug. I sat down on the couch and looked at the kids. I never pictured myself having a family of my own. The thought had scared me, honestly.
Minnie sat beside me and rested her head on my shoulder, interlacing our hands. She glanced at me and smiled, relaxing herself into me. Everything changed when I met Minnie. From a dominant who only wanted to fuck, I became a man who agreed with vanilla.
I kissed the side of her head. She looked at me and I mouthed to her, “I love you.”
Minnie laughed. She still found it amusing how I had turned into this kind of man. “Love you too, Grayson Thorn.”
I smirked as I grabbed the remote and turned the TV on. Minnie let go of my hand and when she did, I rested it on her thigh, inching it to her core.
She gasped and turned to me. “The kids.” I smiled at her innocently, refusing to remove my hand. “Grayson!”
But I refused to budge. One of the things I loved most besides her and the kids, was the fact that I got to have sex with her any time I wanted, and as much as I wanted.
She leaned over to me and kissed me on the cheek. “Later, honey.”
I pouted as she stood up and headed for the kitchen. I ran a hand through my hair and headed to our bedroom, changing into more comfortable clothes. When I got to our walk-in closet, I eyed the compartment that I secretly had installed. Minnie knew about it but she didn’t know that I bought something new to play with.
Well, I guess tonight she’ll find out what it is.
***
When the kids were fast asleep and Minnie and I were in our room, I looked at her knowingly.
“So, are we going to continue what I was implying earlier?”
Minnie rolled her eyes and then walked over to where I was. She pushed me onto our bed and then straddled me. She ran her hand through my hair, mussing it up. “Hmm, let me think, you were being inappropriate in front of the kids.”
I rolled my eyes. When Minnie and I began our relationship, she also added her own rules into it, especially into our sex life. One of them was never to do any inappropriate acts in front of the kids. But then again, we conceived Cole with Kayla in the room. Trust me, we could be discreet if we wanted to.
I sighed, playing with the strap of her bra. “Well, too bad. I had something I actually wanted to try tonight.”
Minnie looked at me with narrowed eyes. And then I crashed my lips onto hers and she responded with the same blazing intensity. Four years together and our passion was as fiery as ever.
I removed her clothes within seconds, ripping the sundress she had worn right off her. I saw her roll her eyes at me, which awakened the dominant inside of me. “Did you just roll your eyes at me?”
“You just ripped my dress,” she countered. Minnie was submissive but she realized that she loved to challenge me so she’d misbehave if she had the chance. I raised my hand and spanked her ass harshly.
The sound echoed in our room. “You don’t talk back to me like that.”
“Sorry, Master,” she mumbled as I stood up and she locked her legs around my waist, crashing her lips on mine as I carried her to the walk-in closet. I settled her down on the floor, panting and only in her lacy underwear. Before I even opened the compartment, I ripped apart her underwear. Now she was naked and bare.
I opened the compartment and pulled out the stocks I had recently purchased. Minnie stared at them confused but I only smirked. I motioned her to come closer.
“Bend,” I commanded and she did so. I helped her up on the stocks, locking her hands and head on it and her feet with the chains that came with it. I reached and touched her clit, feeling her wetness. “You’re so wet for me, Minnie.”
“Always, Master,” she whispered and gasped when I plunged a vibrator to her clit. She screamed in pleasure. I had it turned to maximum and she was screaming and writhing in front of me. I bent down and started sucking on her tits.
She was milking again and I hungrily drank from her boobs.
Motherhood blessed Minnie, truly. Her figure became twice as amazing as the first time I met her. I always thought that becoming a mom ruined women’s figures but it made Minnie’s hips wider and her boobs bigger. And drinking from her boobs made me realize why the kids seemed to selfishly want them all for themselves.
They were amazing.
“Fuck, Master,” Minnie moaned. I roughly removed the dildo just as I knew she was about to come, moved behind her, and plunged my dick inside of her. “Master!”
I fucked her rough and hard, just how I knew she wanted it to be. She writhed under me, shivering as she rode her climax but I continued thrusting inside of her. I removed my dick from her pussy, drove my fingers into her asshole to test before driving my hard shaft inside of her ass.
“Thorn!” she screamed louder as I fucked her from behind. I reached to squeeze her boobs and leaned over, moving them slightly to the side as I leaned closer so I could drink more of her milk.
“Fuck, Thorn!” Minnie kept screaming my name over and over again as I fucked her raw and hard. “Fuck me harder!”
I slapped her ass I thrust myself inside her tight hole. Who would’ve thought that my life would still turn out this way, that life would still bring her back to me? Most of the time, I wondered what I had done right to deserve all this.
To deserve Minnie and our children.
I shot my cum inside her ass after a few more hard and rough thrusts. She came as I did so, writhing beneath me. We were spent, panting and trying to regain our breath.
I grinned at her. “So what do you think of my new purchase.”
“I’d love it more if you were the one in it,” she told me, her eyes glinting.
I laughed. She always teased me that way. But the Dom in me would never give up control. So Minnie is a sub always, although the power exchange is different. My girl has me in the palm of her hand, her wish my every command.
So my eyes trailed Minnie’s body. I pulled myself out of her and stood before her, naked and my huge dick in her full view. She giggled when she saw me, still high on our activity. “Do you want me to suck you?”
I shook my head, my eyes never leaving hers. I’d told her so many times how much I had wanted to turn the car around that night and get her, even when it was against her wishes. I’d told her how much I wanted her, needed her, and how it was more than just sex.
When Minnie walked into my office that day, something inside me just shifted. It wasn’t a dominant wanting to find a new submissive, it was a man seeing the woman that he’d spend the rest of his life with.
Minnie was everything I wanted, needed. She was more than just the pretty face that captured everyone’s attention, more than just the voluptuous body that had every guy staring. She was her bright smile, her cute laugh, the warm personality that had everyone falling in love with her too.
“Will you let me love you until I stop breathing?” I asked her, my voice soft and quiet.
Minnie looked at me and pulled her mouth off my cock. “What are you talking about?”
“Minnie, I love you.”
She nodded. “I know. I love you too.”
“Minnie,” her name rolled off my tongue with such familiarity. “I need you. I want you. I want you to be mine for the rest of my life. I want you to stay by my side to rule the empire that both of us have built. I want to take care of you. We didn’t start off the way most couples should. I was your headmaster, your dominant and you were my student and submissive. That was a relationship that started off wrong. I acknowledge that.” I reached for her face, touching her gently. “But I realized I didn’t want it to end that way. For seven hundred and thirty days I waited for the right time to get back to you and you went and threw a curveball at me, telling me about Kayla.”
I watched her laugh lightly. “You know how much I regret keeping it from you.”
“But I will never hold that against you,” I reassured her. “You wanted to build a life of your own and I let you. When we met again, despite all the luxury that I had already possessed, you still went on your own, still determined to pave your own path and I still let you.”
She looked at me, tears shining in her eyes. “Thank you for that.”
I smiled at her. “Is your life where you want it to be?”
She nodded. “I have everything I used to just dream of.”
This time, I nodded and went to where I had left my pants to take out the box that I had kept there. I didn’t know how to do this. I didn’t know if I should’ve booked us a fancy restaurant or surprise her with something unique.
But we started as a dominant and a submissive.
Somewhere along all the fucking and spanking, we became more than that.
I thought it’d be good to acknowledge how our relationship really started even when it wasn’t the best introduction to a great love story. I looked at her and asked her the same question I had asked earlier in the conversation. “Will you let me love you until I stop breathing?”
“I’ll let you if you’ll let me too,” she answered.
I knelt down in front of her, and then revealed the diamond ring. She gasped and looked at me, tears streaming down her face. “Will you marry me, then?”
Minnie could only nod and I stood up and released her from the stocks, locking her in a tight embrace. I could even feel my own tears stinging my eyes as I slid the ring onto her finger.
“You have no idea how happy you just made me,” I whispered to her. We pulled away from our embrace and our gazes locked in that moment. Her eyes were filled with tears and I wiped them away. “You are the best thing that happened to me. Cole and Kayla included.”
She giggled and reached up to my level and our lips locked, dancing to the slow song that our heart’s had made, molding into each other, slowly, tantalizingly, because we had the rest of our lives to memorize each other.
Till death do we part.
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