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.