His hand firmly slides over my shoulder down to my chest, until he begins to trace my plunging neckline with the tips of his fingers. I let my head fall back to his shoulder as his fingertips caress the edge of my breasts, and I swear there isn’t a single inch of me that isn’t covered with goose bumps. His touch is all around me even though he’s only touching a small part of me … God, he drives me insane.
“I’ve been dying to do this all night … touch you like this in this sexy dress of yours.”
My ass involuntarily thrusts back, feeling his hardness even more through his pants. His fingers push down further until he’s brushing over my hardened nipple. “Ashton,” I breathe as he circles my nipple with his fingers.
“What, baby? What is it?” he whispers roughly against my ear.
“I want you.” My eyes flicker closed at the intense pleasure that’s floating through my bloodstream. I almost groan with frustration when the warmth of his fingers pulls away, but that feeling is quickly replaced as I hear the sound of my zipper being pulled down.
“We need to get you out of this dress then …” he whispers seductively in my ear as he continues to make slow work of the zipper at the back of my dress. “It’s beautiful … but not as beautiful as you.” My lips form into a dreamy smile as his crafted fingers caress along my exposed back the further the zipper slides towards the edge of my ass until my dress falls around my feet. I hear a hiss expel from his lips as his fingers lightly travel down towards my laced underwear, teasing the skin just beneath the waistband.
“How did I get so lucky to find you?” I ask as my lungs become short of breath at the way he sets my body alight with his touch. I can feel his eyes burn into the back of my head and it’s seconds until I feel his intoxicating breath along my cheek. Unbearable heat swirls around me. I begin to feel dizzy with desire.
“It wasn’t luck, it was destiny …”
My heart doubles in rhythm, and I pivot my neck to allow my eyes to take in his handsome face. The hooded emeralds that I’m met with is all it takes before I’m turning into his arms and slamming my lips onto his, gripping hold of his tuxedo vest for dear life. Our tongues collide and he meets me for every eager sweep. His masculine hands make their way down my back until they’re clutched tightly against my bare ass. In one smooth move he lifts me into his arms and I wrap my legs around his waist, my hands ripping open his vest before making a quick start on his shirt. I can feel his rock hard cock through the thin lace of my thong, and the feel of him against my throbbing clit has me groaning into his mouth and clawing at his bare shoulders through the gap of his half-unbuttoned shirt. My body moves along with his as he takes a few steps forward until his legs hit the end of the bed. Without moving his lips from mine, he gently lays me on my back against the cool sheets and settles effortlessly between my legs. My legs find their way back around his waist and I roll my hips against his, rubbing myself against his hardness. The growl that vibrates against my mouth has me furiously tearing at his clothes, desperate to discard them for good. I don’t know where this raw sexuality has come from, but right now all I care about is making love to my husband. I need him like the air I breathe. The fiery heat I feel running through my veins, the all-consuming yearning I have for him, only clarifies my need for him.
“Ashton,” I pant as I manage to break away from his lips for a split second before they connect again, his intoxicating taste engulfing my senses.
His hands leisurely wander over my half-naked body, a sensual touch that has lust-filled tingles erupting along every part of my body. “Ashton,” I whimper a second time as my fingers caress along his shoulders, making their way down to his waist until they come to a satisfying stop against his zipper. His hazy eyes meet mine and I have to bite back the moan at how incredibly sexy he looks right now; all flushed, out of breath and turned on.
“Yes, baby?” he asks, his eyes deepening with a darkness that has my fingers working his zipper.
“I want you … now,” I say, and he claims my mouth like it was perfectly made to fit against his. As I strip the rest of his clothes from his body and he rids me of my barely-there thong, we never once lose contact. I can feel the tip of his cock pressing against my drenched opening. His mouth pulls away from mine and he focuses his beautiful green eyes on me.
“I thought I was living the life I thought I was always destined to live … but then destiny decided to put an angel in my path, and from that moment on you took the piece of my heart that was simply coasting through life. You saved me from a life of misery; you saved me from ever existing without you. You’re my life baby, you’re my everything … you saved me.”
A hiss slowly escapes my mouth as his cock slides inside me. I shake my head as a single tear escapes. “No. You’re wrong. We saved each other from a life of misery; we saved each other from ever existing without each other. We saved each other.” My sentence ends on a soft moan as he thrusts inside of me, slowly yet with force.
“I love you, Ava,” he breathes across my lips, and before he gives me a chance to say it back, he’s already closing the space between us, pressing his lips back onto mine. His hips pick up speed as he loses himself in our kiss, thrusting into me at a leisurely pace that leaves me dazed. Unable to verbally express my love for him, I allow my finger to spell out the word ‘I’. Then I draw out a love heart before ending it with the word ‘you’ along the ridge of his shoulder blade. He groans into my mouth the very moment my finger comes to a stop and I know instantly he felt it, that he knew what my words said because his thrusts become more fierce, more intense …
Ashton is the only man I have ever been able to lose myself in, to allow the world to disappear around us and live in one where happily ever afters exist and tragedies and demons do not. When I’m lost within his touch, I feel like I can do the impossible, that I can overcome anything that life brings us.
I once prayed for death to end the torture my life brought to me, but I’m glad my prayers were left unanswered. I couldn’t imagine not being able to feel the ecstasy that currently fills my veins with pleasure or the unconditional love I feel in every subtle caress and stroke that comes from only experiencing this intense, earth-shattering, all-consuming love with the one person who I simply can’t exist without.
Right now I’m the happiest I’ve ever been in my entire life, and Ashton is the reason I’m able to enjoy the pleasures that life can bring. He was there for me when I needed someone the most, when I fought two of the most terrifying battles of my life.
He saved me when nobody else could, and because of that I feel almost invincible.
And now, instead of hiding in the dark, I bask in the light.
I’m no longer scared of my past and the demons that lurk in the shadows.
I’m now excited to see what life brings … with the two people I would live, breathe and die for.
I’m finally getting the happily ever after that I finally deserve.
Two months later
THE SOUND OF GIGGLING soothes me as I watch Lily-Mai from my lounger, her tiny feet running along the soft sand until they’re paddling in the clear blue waters. She looks so adorable in her cute little turquoise swimsuit and matching armbands and my heart melts just looking at her perfection. Ashton comes into view as he lifts Lily up into his arms and runs into the shallow water. My heart goes from melting to thundering in my chest within seconds. My eyes wander along his half-naked frame, taking in the cuts and lines of his toned muscles that are sun-kissed from three days of Hawaiian sunshine. My eyes continue downwards, taking in his board shorts that hang loose on his hips, his masculine legs and perfectly arched feet. I blink when my eyes finally settle on his face and see a raised eyebrow, his hooded eyes indicating he has just caught me blatantly checking him out. I smile unabashedly at him, unashamed of appreciating my husband’s perfect form. His look turns appreciative as he takes in my bikini-clad body, shooting me a wink before focusing his attention on my daughter.