Chapter 33
Asher
“I’m really going to miss our Christmas tree,” Sierra remarked as we sat in the living room with a drink in front of our tree. “It’s so cozy with the fireplace and the tree lights.”
The holidays were over, and her mother had left earlier in the day.
We were enjoying our last night with our tree since we were planning on taking it down the next day.
The holidays had been special for both of us.
Sierra claimed they were magical, and maybe she was right.
We’d spent Christmas Eve with Millie and the rest of the Remingtons.
Millie and Martha had definitely become friends almost immediately, and the two were planning on keeping in touch once Martha was back in Texas.
We’d spent a quiet Christmas Day with just the three of us.
New Year’s Eve had been a rowdy, ridiculously fun affair at the Mug and Jug, with our whole family present.
It’d been crowded and lively, but I’d managed to enjoy every moment of it.
Did I love the crowd?
Well…no.
But I loved being with family more than I hated crowds these days.
Unfortunately, Sierra had spent some time fretting over me in the beginning, but once we’d started to dance, she’d relaxed.
I wasn’t cured.
I knew that.
I still had occasional nights when I couldn’t sleep, and there were going to be times when I flinched when someone I didn’t know touched me out of the blue, but I was hoping I’d get to the point where I’d lose all of the PTSD symptoms.
If I never did, those symptoms were more than manageable.
My condition didn’t control my life, and I was damn grateful for that.
“I really enjoyed our holidays,” I said to Sierra as she took a sip of her wine.
Our celebrations had started early because Sierra’s holiday book had been a huge success, and I’d been so damn happy for her.
I’d taken her out to celebrate in Billings before her mother had arrived for her holiday visit.
I couldn’t really remember a time when Cole and I had experienced the holidays like this, and neither one of us wanted to spend them any other way in the future.
Our Christmases when we were kids were rough, so we’d pretty much ignored the holidays as adults.
That wasn’t likely to happen again now that we knew what a happy holiday was like with our women and our family.
Sierra sighed. “It’s always a little sad when the holidays are over. We have to wait a whole year to see our tree again.”
She was adorable in the winter nightgown her mother had given her for Christmas.
She kept telling me that it wasn’t very sexy, but it was warm.
I completely disagreed.
I thought it was sexy as hell on her.
“You have my mother completely charmed,” she added. “She kept complaining that she was going to need that private jet to take all of her gifts home.”
“It wasn’t everything I wanted to give her,” I replied. “But you made me stop.”
Sierra chuckled. “Because my mother would have had a fit if we’d bought her one more thing. She got a whole new wardrobe and all of the things I wanted her to have. That’s special for me, Asher.”
I grinned. “She was dying to get home to show off her new clothes. She dumped us in a hurry for her friends back in Hollister.”
Sierra laughed, a sound that still made my gut ache.
I loved that carefree, happy sound coming from her lips.
“She can’t wait to see what happened in Hollister over the holidays,” Sierra agreed. “Her friends there mean a lot to her. She’s known them most of her life. But I know she hated to leave here. She really likes Millie and the rest of your family.”
“I’m hoping she’ll start to think of Crystal Fork as her second home,” I shared.
“I don’t think that will take much,” she said, amused. “By the time she left, I think she finally accepted the fact that we live in a mansion.”
I drained my glass and put it on the coffee table.
I took Sierra’s empty wine glass and put it beside mine before I pulled her closer to me.
“What about you?” I asked as I wrapped my arm around her waist. “Does this feel like home to you?”
Okay, I was a little nervous about hearing her answer, even though I knew she loved this house.
I’d already shared with Martha that I was going to ask Sierra to be my wife.
I had the ring in my office.
It hadn’t really felt right to ask Sierra before I’d asked her mother.
Yeah, she was a grown adult, but Sierra was still Martha’s baby girl.
Maybe I hadn’t quite asked permission.
It had been more of an FYI thing.
There was no damn way that I was going to give her mom a chance to tell me that she didn’t think it was a good idea.
Strangely, her mother had agreed.
Over time, her misgivings were fading.
She was now convinced that Sierra and I would heal each other’s souls.
“I think this feels like the only home I’ve ever had as an adult,” she mused as she turned so she could kiss me. “But I think it has more to do with you than the actual house.”
Fucking hell!
I grasped the back of her head and kissed her, my heart aching because of the way I felt about this woman.
She was definitely a gift, and one that I’d never take for granted.
I was a guy who knew what lonely felt like, and I never wanted to go back there after being with Sierra.
The kiss got heated quickly, and Sierra started to tug at the buttons of my jeans.
“Let me, Asher,” she said in a persuasive, sexy voice that I knew well.
Let me…
Christ!
I knew what that meant, and she was going to kill me.
I’d be dead and I’d never leave this floor again.
“Sierra,” I said in a warning voice.
“Let me, dammit!” she insisted as she freed my cock.
I smirked as she pushed me until I was lying flat on my back on the carpet.
There were times when I really did love her newfound boldness.
“I’m all yours,” I said hoarsely as she lowered her head.
“Good,” she said in a sultrier tone. “I like that.”
She wrapped her lips around my cock, and I groaned.
Holy fuck! I really liked it when I was all hers, too.
I buried my fingers in her hair as she sucked me.
Her mouth was magic, and it didn’t take long before my balls were starting to tighten.
Not happening.
“Let me…” Sierra pleaded as she stroked my cock. “Please. I want this.”
Shit! I wanted it, too, but I’d never allowed her to get me off with her mouth before.
If I did, I wouldn’t be able to bury myself in her heat, and feeling her come around my cock was something I lived for now.
But that didn’t have to happen every single time, right?
What she was doing to me right now was about to make my head explode.
I shifted, lifting her lower body until she was straddling my face.
There was no way I was going to come alone.
I inhaled her familiar scent, my mouth watering to taste her.
I pushed her gown around her waist, elated when I saw that she wasn’t wearing anything under her nightgown.
“Asher!” she whimpered as I took my first taste of her pussy.
I got busy immediately, teasing her clit until she was moaning around my cock.
Fuck!
This wasn’t going to last long.
I was going to have to get her off because my dick wasn’t going to take much more of her sucking me with that gorgeous mouth of hers.
I squeezed her ass and pulled her pussy tightly against my mouth, toying with her clit to ramp up her pleasure.
She practically swallowed my cock, and my balls drew up for real this time as she stroked them just right.
I bit down on her clit.
Lightly, but with enough pressure to get her off.
I was going to come, and I was going to make damn sure that she came with me.
I took a hand off her ass and buried two fingers into her slick channel, fucking her firmly with my fingers.
She moaned against my cock one more time before she exploded.
I groaned against her pussy as her core spasmed around my fingers.
I was done.
I couldn’t handle another second of that sexy mouth.
I couldn’t see her swallowing my explosive orgasm, but I could feel and hear her doing it.
And it made me completely undone.
I kept my mouth on her as she rocked against my face, enjoying every moment of her climax as she kept swallowing until I was completely drained.
Fucking hell!
My woman had just blown my mind completely.
I’d never had a chance once she’d decided what she wanted.
I shifted our bodies until I could kiss her, taking her weight on top of me while she straddled me.
I reveled in my exploration of her mouth, the same mouth that had just given me so much damn pleasure that my heart had nearly stopped.
“That was amazing,” she purred when I released her lips.
“Agreed,” I said in a husky voice as I stroked her silky hair.
“I think I’m ready for bed,” she said in a fuck-me voice.
There was never going to be a day when I turned down that kind of offer.
“You’re definitely going to kill me someday,” I told her.
“But what a way to go,” she said playfully.
I stood and pulled her to her feet.
I didn’t bother to button my jeans.
I’d be shucking them off as soon as we got upstairs.
I picked her up and cradled her against my body, knowing there would never be a single day when I took this woman’s affection for granted.
She was my everything, and it wouldn’t be long before she’d know exactly how I felt.
Sierra was going to be my wife.
There was no damn way this was going to end any other way.