One Hundred Nine
Ash
“No fucking way! Did you see that?” I called out as the clay pigeon shattered in the air as the shell pierced it. “I made that!”
Ayden laughed as I did my stupid victory dance. “You’re too weird to be my brother. Stop it!” He slung his shotgun over his shoulder.
Shooting skeet I thought would be a great way to get Ayden to relax. It’d been a tough couple of weeks for him, so I thought it would be beneficial for us both, to get out and enjoy venting some frustrations. It was also a great way to practice for duck hunting season.
“I give up, Ash. You’ve had too much practice.”
Gathering up my shotgun, I placed it into the gun case.
“This isn’t over yet. I’m going to start practicing myself.”
“Sure, you are. You’re not going to have much time to practice anything when the twins come.”
A dark cloud passed over his face. He looked down as he finished packing up his shotgun.
“Everything okay?” I asked as we walked back to the Range Rover.
“Define okay.” Ayden slung his shotgun into the back of the SUV.
“You had lunch with Sasha and Reese. How’d that go?”
“The lunch was the highlight of the day, let’s just say that.”
We hopped into the vehicle. The day was unseasonably warm. I cranked on the A/C. “Reese not able to handle it?” I guessed turning the Rover down the gravel drive to the highway.
“Actually, she did very well. I was happy at her reaction to the ultrasound. She seems like she might be able to handle this after all. But Sasha…”
“…Sasha being a bitch about it?” I filled in. Damn, the A/C was too cold. I shut it off and opened the windows.
“I wouldn’t say bitch. She just doesn’t think the situation is going to work. Hell, I don’t know. It’s hard being stuck in the middle. I wish, oh God, I wish these babies were Reese’s.”
I nodded towards the glove compartment. “Open that will you?”
Ayden pulled it open and a box of cigarettes fell out.
“Light up, man. I know you can’t smoke around Sasha anymore.”
He shook his head. “I’m trying to quit.”
I was astonished. He’d been an avid smoker since I’d known him, particularly since he’d stopped using. “Why? I know you can’t smoke around Sasha, but it’s okay when you’re not.” I lit one myself and inhaled.
“I figured I should stop for the twins. I’m going to be around them all the time, so I thought why not just stop now.”
I took another drag and flicked the butt out the window. Something was different about him. And I didn’t like it. He seemed so…defeated as if he’d just resigned himself to unhappiness. “What’s going on? You’re not like yourself.”
He sighed heavily slapping his hands on his thighs. “Fucking Sasha. She demanded I move in with her for the twins’ sake. I don’t want to, God knows I don’t want to, but she made some good points.”
“Holy fuck, man! What about Reese?”
Letting his head fall back and hit the headrest, he groaned. “I don’t know. I love her more than anything, but my kids are my kids. You know how terrible it was for me growing up without our dad. Look at Ava how damaged she is growing up without our father. I don’t want that to happen to my kids. I couldn’t live with myself,” he confessed looking forlornly out the window.
With one jerk to the right, I pulled the car over. Gravel spun everywhere as I ground the brakes to a screeching halt. “You’ve got to get a hold of yourself, man. Don’t sacrifice your whole life. You can still be a part of your kids’ lives even if you’re married to Reese. Don’t let her do this to you.”
“Do what?”
“Guilt you into leaving Reese. She’s using your twins against you. This is such fucking bullshit. You can be a part of their lives without giving up your own.”
Nodding, he looked down helplessly. “Logically, I know you’re right, but Sasha said that it wouldn’t work. If I didn’t move in with her, she might leave.”
“What? Look, you can file court papers that order her to remain in this state. Don’t let her do this.”
“But she made a good point. Even if I’m with Reese and see the twins often, I still won’t be there every day to greet them after school, I won’t be there if they wake up in the night. She’ll have to do everything alone. That’s not fair to her.”
“Have you ever heard of joint custody? You can have them part of the week she can have them the other.”
“But wouldn’t that be disruptive to their bonding process?” Ayden asked in a monotone. He sounded as though he were parroting Sasha.
“That’s Sasha talking. It’s bullshit, Ayden.” I pounded my fist on the steering wheel. I wanted him to wake up before he made a serious mistake.
“I just need time to think is all. I have to make the best decision for my kids, not for myself.”
Never in my life did I want to hit someone as much as I wanted to hit my brother at that moment. He wasn’t seeing the big picture. If he moved in with Sasha, he would lose the one thing that had ever made him happy. If he sacrificed himself for his children, he’d end up resenting them later. “What’s best for you is best for them,” I replied quietly.
He shrugged. “Let’s get going. I told Reese I’d be back for dinner. She’s making a special meal for me.”
Slowly, I pulled the car back onto the highway.
“What’s for dinner?” I tried changing the subject. I sensed he wasn’t going to talk anymore about it.
“Grilled Salmon.”
“Sounds delicious.”
We continued the rest of our trip in silence. After I dropped him off at his house, I headed home. Coming into the house, I called to Amber, but she didn’t answer. Running up the stairs to our bedroom, I found it empty. Maybe she was out with Heratio picking out more napkins or trying to coordinate the flowers with someone’s shoes. Just then, a familiar buzzing vibrated in my pocket.
I’m downstairs
Immediately, I felt myself stiffen. It had been so long since we’d played downstairs in our newly renovated dungeon. I practically ran down the steps.
When I reached the dungeon, I opened the door to find Amber standing before me wearing a black corset that left her breasts exposed, a black garter belt and stockings, and black stiletto heels. She looked incredible.
Quickly, I shred my shirt as I strolled over to her. Spinning her around, I led her over to a sex swing. “Sit,” I commanded. She complied leaning back into the swing. I pulled her legs up binding them tightly with leather straps until her legs were wide open. “Tell me what you want, Amber.”
“You,” she whispered.
“Louder!” I ordered.
“YOU!”
“Very good.” I pulled her closer to me until our faces were mere inches apart. Her breath came hot and fast as I angled my mouth over hers. Our tongues twined together as I felt her body began to tremble. My fingers found her wet lips which were swelling between her legs. I lashed my fingers across her sensitive clit.
“Oh my God,” she cried out.
My cock raged at me as I feasted my eyes upon her breasts and her beautiful, wet pussy spread open for me to use. Her lips were so full and pink I could hardly wait to take her into my mouth.
Before I fell to my knees to taste her, I twisted her hardened nipples until she winced. “You like that, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she rasped her breath ragged. I leaned over softly sucking her nipple to ease the pain I’d caused. She arched her back meeting my mouth.
I traced my lips down her torso dragging my tongue to dip into her navel. Her hips thrust at me aching for me to touch her with my tongue. Kneeling before her, I dragged my tongue ever so slowly over her mons then to her lips. Peeling them back, I lapped at her core darting my tongue deep inside her. She tasted of heaven, salty and sweet. Cupping her ass in my hands, I lifted her to my mouth. I drank of her, licking and sucking her clit between my lips until she moaned loudly with pleasure. “Come for me,” I commanded as I felt her juices spill down my chin. She struggled in the swing as she bared down riding hard towards her orgasm. She shuddered beneath my touch as her pussy pulsed on my tongue. Her hands clenched into fists as her toes curled.
Glimpsing her face reddened and her hair wet with perspiration, I whipped my pants off and tossed them aside. I fisted my cock wetting it with her juices. Positioning myself between her legs, I yanked her towards me viciously shoving my cock deep inside her.
Holy shit, her tight wetness enveloped me. I felt myself soaring higher and higher as I pumped in and out of her. I held the swing’s straps in my hands bouncing her up and down my length. Every stroke, I drove deeper into her feeling myself threaten to split apart as I came inside her filling her.
“Ash.” I heard her whisper my name as I undid the straps tugging her free from the swing. Spinning her around, I lashed my hand hard across her ass enjoying the sight of my bright red handprint on her flesh. She jumped, but didn’t cry out. She wiggled her ass at me waiting for more.
I obliged her whipping her with my hand until it was sore. Her ass was shining pink and I imagined she was quite sore. I ran my hands over her aching flesh taking away the sting of my spanking.
“Good girl,” I brought her around to nestle in my arms as I carried her up the stairs.
Holding her tightly in my arms, I watched as she fell asleep. She was my life, my world. I couldn’t wait to make her my wife.