by Alexa Riley
“I think you two can handle things without me.” She’s trying to look tough, but I know her better than anyone and I can read between the lines. I’m going to have to just rip the metaphorical Band-Aid off.
“I didn’t want to do it this way,” I say, and I grab the briefcase beside me and pull out the documents I’d had drawn up in the middle of the night. I was unable to wait for the next day and dragged my lawyer out of his bed. I pay him enough. He could get his ass up.
“What is that?” she asks when I lay the folder down on the table.
“It’s an annulment.” Her eyes widen with shock and Caroline tenses next to me. “I had our lawyer draw them up last night. You’ll get the house and keep all your assets. Our premarital agreement outlines everything else.”
“Aiden—”
I hold up my hand to stop whatever she was about to say. “All you have to do is sign and it’s over. I care about you, Savannah, but we can’t pretend anymore. It wasn’t a problem until I fell in love, but now that I’ve found Caroline, this isn’t right.” Caroline squeezes my hand and I keep going. “You have to face your father and live your life. You can’t keep hiding in this fake marriage.”
She stands up so quickly her chair falls over backwards on the floor. I can see tears form in her eyes as she looks at me and then looks at Caroline.
“Jealousy is a powerful thing,” she whispers and looks down to where our hands are linked. Her eyes come back to Caroline’s and I watch her swallow. “I gave you a hard time because he’s my friend and he deserves the best. I might never get to fall in love and have what you have, so I hope you appreciate what you’ve got.” She swallows again and I know this is difficult for her to admit. “Be good to him, because if you’re not you’ll have to answer to me.”
Before I can open my mouth she grabs the pen and scribbles her name. Then she tosses it onto the table and stomps out of the room.
“I’m so sorry,” Caroline whispers to me, and I look over at her.
I take her chin in my hand and shake my head. “You have nothing to be sorry for. She’ll be fine. This is what she does when she gets emotional. She’ll come around in time, but this is something that she’s been avoiding her whole life.”
“Let me take you home,” I say, and she nods.
This time I drive to Caroline’s place and the ride over is quiet. When I park in the garage we take the elevator up and I hold her hand as we walk to the door of her apartment. When she opens it up the lights are off and Elvis is asleep on the couch.
“So I guess I’ll see you tomorrow?” Caroline says it like a question and I just smile and shake my head.
“No,” I say, and her eyebrows pull together in confusion.
“Oh, are you working?”
“No,” I say again and step inside, closing the door behind me.
Her eyes widen as I turn the lock and then take her keys from her. I place them on the counter and stalk towards her. For every step I take in her direction, she takes one back. Her breathing is speeding up and I can see her nipples press against her sweater.
“Are you staying the night?” she asks warily.
“Yes,” I say just before I pick her up in my arms and press her against the wall.
I bury my face in her neck and she wraps her legs around my waist. I grind my hard cock against her and moan at the pressure. She’s so soft and I decide immediately we’re both wearing too many clothes.
“I meant what I said tonight,” I say while I carry her to her bedroom and then close the door behind us. I lay her down on the bed and stand up so I can look at her. “I’m in love with you.”
I pull my shirt off and then climb on the bed on top of her.
“I’m in love with you too.” She smiles at me and I kiss her softly. “Is this crazy? It’s so fast and everything is such a mess.”
I pull her sweater off and then slide down to kneel on the floor next to the bed. “I don’t care how long it’s been or what anyone says.” I pull her pants off and rub my hands up her legs as I spread them in front of me. She’s in her bra and panties and I’ve never seen anything sexier in my fucking life. “I want you, and I’ll have you.”
“Aiden,” she moans. I lean forward and kiss her panty-covered pussy.
The pale pink silk is wet, and when I pull it to the side I can see her lips are damp. I lick the seam and then wiggle my tongue between them as she spreads her legs wider to let me in.
Her taste is addictive and I can’t get enough. I put both hands under her ass and grip her there as I suck on her clit. She’s soft and sweet and the sounds she’s making are driving me insane. I’ve never tasted anything so good and with every lick I want another. I slip two fingers inside her and she’s almost too tight to take them.
“You’re going to squeeze the life out of me,” I say as I slowly move in and out of her. “I’ve never done this before and I’m afraid I’m going to hurt you.”
“We’ll make it fit,” she says, moaning and raising her hips.
“Fuck.” She pulses around my fingers and her back arches.
I suck on her clit and her climax hits at the same time. She shouts my name and for a second I worry her roommate might be here, but then all care goes out the window when I taste how fucking sweet she is when she cums.
I jerk at my belt and free my cock as I tug her ass to the edge of the bed. Her panties are still tugged to the side so I don’t bother to take them off and I slide my cock between her pussy lips.
“I don’t want anything between us,” I say as I wet the tip of my cock and push in a little. “And I don’t want to pull out. I don’t ever want anything but you and me, bare.”
She looks up at me and bites her lip as I sink slowly into her. She nods and I lean down and kiss her. I can still taste the sweetness of her pussy, and when her tongue touches mine I know she can too. I yank down the cups of her bra so that her tits are bare against my chest just as I thrust into her all the way to the root.
Her body tenses and she whines, but she doesn’t ask me to stop. I hold myself still as she slowly relaxes and I kiss my way down to her breasts. I suck on her tight peaks until she’s wiggling on my cock and begging me to fuck her.
She’s wet and sticky as I slide out of her and then delve back inside her warmth. She’s so fucking tight, but I’ve never felt anything so good and I’m glad that I waited for this moment. For her.
“I love you, Caroline,” I say, pressing my forehead to hers. “You’re mine now, in every way.”
“I’m yours,” she says, gasping as I thrust back in.
I’m so worked up that I know I can’t last long. I can feel my own release bearing down on me and I grit my teeth to hold it back.
“Harder,” Caroline moans as she grips the sheets above her head.
“Fuck,” I grunt and bury my face in her neck. Hearing her say that is going to be my undoing.
Her legs tighten around me and I feel her teeth on my shoulder, her body tensing and she cries out. Her pussy creams on my cock as she shouts and pulses. I finally give in to my body’s demands and I almost black out from the intensity. It’s so fast it’s like a freight train as it rushes out of me. I lose all control and let instinct take over, holding myself deep inside her.
It’s the single most intense moment of my life, and as the last wave of pleasure washes over me I immediately want to do it again. I roll us over so that she’s on top and begin to thrust into her again.
“Oh my god, are we doing it again?” She looks at me with a huge smile and bright eyes.
“If you want to just lie here you can, but I’m so full. I need you again.”
She sits up and rocks her hips back and forth. “I need you too.”
I grip her hips as she takes off her bra that has somehow ended up around her waist. She leans down and kisses me and I’m lost again to sensation.
When we’re connected there’s nothing else in the world that exists. There’s no space or time. There’s only us and
I can’t wait to spend forever just like this.
10
CAROLINE
Aiden drops me onto the bed and climbs on top of me. “Where do you think you’re going?”
Before I can tell him I was going to take a shower, he’s kissing me. I wrap around him and forget about everything but him. Two weeks of never being apart and I still can’t get enough of him. We had sex not five minutes ago and he’s still all over me. Not that I’m complaining.
“You about to go take a shower?” he asks as he pulls away and kisses my neck. I told him that’s what I was doing an hour ago when I woke up, but he kept on distracting me. At this rate I’m never getting out of my bed again.
“Yes.” I playfully push at his chest, but he doesn't budge. “You think I’m going to let you wash me off of you? I like when you walk around smelling like me.” I laugh because I enjoy his smell on me, too, but this girl needs to wash her hair.
“You can put it right back on me?” I suggest, lifting my hips in invitation.
He hums against my neck before kissing me again under my ear.
The next thing I know I’m in the air and over his shoulder and he’s carrying me butt-ass naked to the bathroom. Luckily Gia is gone and I don’t have to worry about her hearing or seeing us.
“Aiden!” I squeal, but he only smacks my ass and turns on the water.
“Don’t you have a job?” I tease him while the warm water runs down my body. I don’t really want him to go anywhere, but he hasn’t gone to work in forever. I know he talks to his assistant on the phone and works on his laptop from time to time, but he hasn’t gone to his office. I enjoy having him around because it feels good when he’s constantly seeking my attention.
“We have plans today.” He reaches for the soap and starts washing me.
I thought I’d be shy about my body, but like everything with Aiden, it feels natural. As if he’s been touching me and loving me his whole life. There’s no awkwardness to any of it and it makes me realize that this is what true love is. We’re soulmates and we found each other. We knew instantly this was our other half and we’d been waiting to meet. Thank god he fought for this and chased me down.
“What plans?” My plans for today are lying around and maybe going for food at some point.
The only dog I had to walk today was Elvis and Aiden already did that this morning while I was still sleeping.
“We need a place to live.” He says it so easily, as if he’s talking about getting groceries. My soapy hands fall from his chest and I stare up at him in shock.
“Like, together?” It hasn't come up since the blow up at his home with Savannah. Though I don’t know if he calls it home anymore since he told Savannah it was hers. She might have given us her blessing in a roundabout way, but I could see in her face she was hurting.
He’s spent every night since then in my bed, and we’ve been staying here in the apartment. Thankfully Gia went back to liking Aiden since she got to know him. Things feel normal here, but it’s the outside world I’m worried about. I know how overbearing families can be and I don’t know if I’m ready for all that.
We haven't talked about the living situation and I haven't brought it up. Nor have I brought up Savannah’s mention of a ring. I’m living day by day and enjoying life for what it’s giving me. He told me he loved me and that’s enough for me right now. At least that’s what I’ve been telling myself. I’ve been waiting for him to say something and he hasn’t talked about his marriage or the fact that he hasn’t been going back to his place.
“You think I’m going to live somewhere without you? You’re my heart.” Every time he calls me that, my insides flutter. Every. Time. I smile up at him knowing I’ll never get tired of hearing it.
“I don’t want to sleep anywhere you’re not at either.”
He leans down and kisses me as he easily lifts me up. I wrap my legs around him, and he thrust inside of me all the way to the base of his cock. I’m wet from being close to him, and some of his cum is still inside me from before. It doesn't take but a few thrusts and we’re both climaxing. He growls my name and I’m breathless, my body tingling with pleasure. We’re always so hot and desperate, I don’t know that we’ll ever get enough.
“How did I live so long without this?” he says after he’s kissed me all over and put me back on my feet.
He begins to wash my hair for me, and my only response is a moan. The orgasm he gave me still tingles all over my skin as he massages me. I don’t know how I lived without this either, but I could never imagine not having it now. I’ve been starved for love and now he’s making sure I have more than I’ll ever need. The thought of not having this is too scary to contemplate.
“Look at me.” My eyes flutter open and they meet his dark gray ones.
Like the first day I saw them, they hold my attention. I wonder if our children will have them? One day at a time, I remind myself, because he’s still married. There is no ring on my finger and we haven’t moved in together. But that hasn't stopped us from all the unprotected sex we’ve been having. We haven't talked about that either since the night we first made love. I wonder how freaked out he’d be if I told him I’ve been secretly hoping to get pregnant? I know the thought is crazy, but I’d be a liar if I didn't admit to thinking it.
“You know you’re it for me, right?” His eyes are soft and I nod. “I told you I’d fix everything and I will. It’s going to be you and me.” He says the words as his hand drifts over my stomach, making me wonder if he’s thinking the same things I am.
“We haven't really talked about what's in the future,” I admit.
“That’s because I don’t want you worrying about it. I’m taking care of it. You have no idea how badly I want to show you what kind of family you and I are going to have. I’m going to make up for the shitty one you had.”
“That’s really sweet but—”
“No buts.” He kisses me again before pulling me from the shower and drying me off.
I blow-dry my hair and get ready, and the whole time I’m thinking about what he said.
“My parents keep calling,” I tell him while I root around for something to wear.
I’m not sure what to wear when you’re looking for a place to live. Aiden’s already dressed in a pair of khakis and polo shirt. He’s sitting in a chair in the corner of the room watching me get ready.
“Are you going to talk to them?” he asks. He already knows all about them. In the past two weeks I’ve told him everything about my life.
I shrug because I’m not sure. I’m still mad at them, but maybe they’ve seen how little they’ve been in my life now. They could want to change, but for some reason I’m not buying it.
“You know you’re actually the kind of man they’d want me to marry.” I shake my head with a laugh. He’s from a good family, has money, and did well in school. “You have all the parents out there trying to marry their daughters off to you,” I tease with a laugh, but I watch his smile fall. “I’m sorry. I was joking.”
I walk over to him and he instantly pulls me into his lap and nuzzles my neck. “I never should have done it.” He’s talking about getting married to Savannah.
“You did what you thought was right.” He’s a good man, so how could it bother me?
“Still, it feels like I cheated on you.”
“What?” I turn in his lap so I’m straddling him. His hands go to my hips and he holds me tightly. “That’s silly.” We were each other’s first. He in no way cheated on me.
“You are the only woman who should ever be my wife.” He rests his forehead to mine and I can feel the tension in his body. “I’m fixing that today.”
“What do you mean?” He hasn't spoken about the annulment since I saw the papers he pulled out. Savannah signed them, but I knew it wasn't that easy. It doesn’t all go away when you sign on the dotted line. At least I don't think that’s how it works.
“The judge is signing off on it today. We’ll be annulled.”
As if on cue his phone goes off and he picks it up. He turns the screen so I can see the text.
“It’s from my lawyer, Wyatt.”
Wyatt: Done.
“That’s it? You’re not married anymore?” I knew this was coming, but I didn't know how much it meant to me for it to all be over with. No one else has a claim to him, fake or otherwise, and I get him all to myself.
“I was never was married, my heart.”
I smile so big I think my face might hurt tomorrow. I think of Savannah and I hope she’s okay. She was rude and mean, but I could see the hurt in her eyes. She ached to be loved by someone and I know exactly how that feels. We just have different ways of dealing with it.
The phone chimes again and we both look down.
Wyatt: She doesn't belong to you anymore. Never did to begin with.
The text sounds possessive and I stare at it for a moment thinking I read it wrong. Aiden doesn't look at it more than a second before he puts it in his pocket and it’s clear he doesn’t care about it any longer. He got the information he needed and anything else is of no concern to him. I begin to wonder what that could mean.
“You’re going to marry me,” he tells me, and all thoughts of anything else dissolve.
I nod because I know I am. I think I knew from the moment I turned around and looked at him. It wasn't only his eyes that held me captive that day. It was his possession.
“When you ask me, we will.” I fight a smirk.
I was happy before this moment, but now something feels different. He’s really all mine. He moves his hands from my hips and begins to tickle me. I laugh and try to get away, but of course I can’t go anywhere.
“Get dressed so we can find a place to call our home,” he says after I agree I’ll marry him. He already knew I would. “We’re going to make the life we didn't know we could have,” he adds with a smile.
“Are your parents going to be okay with all this?” I ask.
I’ve been wondering about his parents since he talked about them some. They didn't sound cold like Savannah’s, and if anything they want him to be happy so they can try to heal the pain of losing their daughter. Marrying Aiden off was not the way to make that happen, especially since there wasn't any love involved. It only pushed them away from him. I may not know a lot about being a family, but from watching Gia’s I know love is the center of it all. They can fight but they love harder and that’s clear in everything they do for each other.
