18
Mark
I wake Sunday morning, curled up around Ava, and I swear, I would be perfectly content never leaving this bed again.
I have had her in so many ways over the past two nights, I should be dead tired, but my mind is still coming up with all the ways I’d like to take her or re-take her.
I check the clock over her shoulder and remember that I have to meet the guys for our regular Sunday fishing adventures.
I don’t have to be there for another hour at least. Good, then we’ll have time to shower and possibly get a smidge of food in.
I roll her onto her back and kiss her cheek, trailing my lips down her throat. I pull back the covers to expose those pretty nipples and circle them with my tongue. Her fingers rise and comb through my hair languidly, and a soft moan rumbles from her throat as she wakes.
“Good morning,” she croaks, and I snicker at how adorable she is while still all sleepy.
“Morning. Shower time. I have to meet the guys for fishing in a little over an hour.” I hop out of bed and pull down the blankets.
She squeaks in protest, rolling onto her tummy to stay warm, and luscious cheeks greet my eyeballs.
I grasp one and bend down to nip at her skin, earning me another squeak.
“Up. I wanna suds this booty up before I leave.”
She peeks at me from beneath her lashes with a cute little scowl that tells me she’s not really mad about it.
I wink and walk into the bathroom and turn on the water so it gets nice and steamy.
After quickly brushing my teeth, I step into the shower and deep clean before she walks in.
She brushes her teeth at the sink while watching me wash my hair and run the soap all over my muscles.
I make sure to take my time on my biceps and abs, noting how her brushing slows when I dip my fingers lower toward my cock. It’s enough to get me nice and hard.
“Get in.”
She does as I ask, and I let her under the spray.
Picking up the soap, I lather my hands up, massaging it into her upper body while she washes her hair.
I knead a shoulder with one hand and trace a line of soap down her breasts as she leans back into the spray, rinsing her hair clean.
I add more soap and get to work slipping my fingers in between lips and cheeks, and she squeaks, raising her head from the water to look at me.
“Told you I wanted to suds this booty up.” I grin, and she smiles shyly. I’m not turned off by the personal aspect of the task. I’m more than happy to lend a helping hand.
“Well, then, you’ve done and gone there,” she quips, blushing so cutely that I have to kiss her.
“Just getting you used to the idea of me probing around.”
“Mmm-hmm,” she captures the corner of her lip with her teeth. I’m going to have to fuck the shyness out of her. She lets loose with so many other things…
“I ordered two different surprises while you were asleep Friday night. They’ll be here this week.” I wink at her, and she really turns pink. She thought I was playing.
“Oh no, Bella. I can’t wait to work that sparkling gem into you.
I sure as hell can’t wait to swallow your gasps when you feel the other one and your pussy clamps down hard around my cock.
” I graze the shell of her ear with my teeth.
“There is not a part of you that I don’t want to explore and give pleasure to. ”
She shudders as I rinse the front of her body off, letting my words sink in.
Lacing her fingers with mine, I place them together on the wall in front of her while I slip my cock between her lips, teasing her needy slit.
I pull a thigh out, spreading her more for me as I work myself in.
She gasps, turning her head toward me, and I give her the kiss she wordlessly asks for.
I work us toward an orgasm quickly, not holding back when her body tenses with pleasure.
After we throw ourselves together, I head to the kitchen in search of a quick breakfast. I whip together some toast and scrambled eggs while she puts on her makeup. She doesn’t need it, but damn, I love me those red lips, and she knows it.
“Mmm, that smells good,” she appreciatively mumbles while slipping onto the barstool across from where I’m getting the plates ready.
“I taste tested; it is good,” I say, pushing her plate toward her on the kitchen island.
“I had a great weekend.”
“The best,” I say, smiling back at her. I don’t want to leave.
“So…” she starts, but trails off.
“I’m telling the guys that we’re seeing each other today.” She looks at me in surprise. “I’m not going anywhere, and you’re not a secret. I want to do this. I want to do us. I told you, I’m done fighting this. I want them all to know you’re mine.” There, I laid it all out there.
She chokes on her eggs. Oh shit… did I go too far with the mine part?
I push a glass of cranberry juice I found in the fridge toward her, and she gladly accepts it.
“Wow… um, you’re not wrong. It’s just weird hearing it. That I’m yours. That you’re ready for the world to know it.”
My heart warms at the part when she says she’s mine. I can’t wait to make her moan it while she’s coming on my cock. That’ll have to wait though. I check the time on my phone and wince.
“I have to go, Firecracker.” I walk around the island to her and take her face into my hands. “Give me one more kiss.” Our lips meet, and it’s tender. It pulls on my heartstrings, but I’m not naming that feeling yet. “I’ll talk to you later.”
“Bye.”
???
Luckily only ten minutes late, I pull into our usual parking spots and hop out of the truck. They’ve already got lines cast out.
“Bout time! Was starting to think you forgot about us,” Trystan hollers out. It’s after noon on a Sunday, so I don’t balk when he tosses me a beer. I crack the top and sit down in my chair, soaking up the sun. I’m content just chilling with my guys.
Colin looks over at me really quickly, then does a double take. A slow smile creeps across his face as he reels in his line before casting it back out.
“You’re typically the first one here. You sleep in or something?” Trystan asks, setting his hook and missing the fish. “Dang it.”
“More along the lines of he slept over somewhere else. I noticed a familiar truck on my way here this morning,” Colin mutters, leaning back in his chair.
Trystan looks at me hard, likely remembering our conversation about not playing around with Ava’s heart, but he doesn’t say anything this time.
“We’re together, yes. I told her I’d be telling you guys today. I’m officially off the dating market, and one-hundred and ten percent Ava’s man.”
“Glad to hear it man,” Colin congratulates me, slapping my back happily and causing me to sputter the sip of my beer. “Don’t fuck it up.”
I guffaw at him.
“Do you both have such little faith in me?” I ask laughing, yet it kind of stings a little.
“I know you’re capable of more than you’ve shown everyone else, but you do have a really bad habit of sticking your foot in your mouth. Just attempt to think before you speak,” Colin says with sincerity.
“Yeah, and try to keep your eyes from wandering to everything that passes by with a nice set of tits.”
“Dude, why do you have to dog on me every chance you get? First my office, now this? Can’t you just be happy for me?”
Colin looks at me, surprised by my outburst, but doesn’t jump in.
“I am, man. I just don’t want Ava to get hurt.”
“I know I don’t have a great track record, but those women?
They were just conquests. Ava’s the real deal.
I don’t just want her. She’s crawled so deep under my skin that I need her.
I don’t even know exactly when it happened, but somewhere along the way this past year, it happened, and nobody has appealed to me since her claws sunk in.
I’m going to treat her right. You guys, I want this bad.
I’m talking in terms that I’ve never wanted any other woman in my life. ”
“Okay, okay. I’ll drop it. I am happy for you both. Just know that I get to kick your ass if you hurt one of our girls.”
“Noted,” I answer through gritted teeth.
I pick up my reel, tossing my line out with theirs.
Colin changes the subject, which I’m thankful for.
He knew that I couldn’t handle much more of Trystan’s badgering.
I know he means well, it just rubs me the wrong way and leaves me feeling less than worthy.
I already get enough of that shit from my dad. I don’t need it from him too.
Colin talks about Sydney brainstorming ideas for a book.
She’s apparently had the dream to write for forever, but she’s actually really going to go for it now.
He sounds excited for her. He also told her that since the house is paid off and their bills aren’t outrageous, he’s happy to take on the brunt of the finances while she chases this dream.
He also manages to let it slip that he wants a kid but isn’t sure how to bring it up with her yet.
Trystan laughs and tells him that he might want to give her a few months of married life before dropping that one at her feet.
Today’s catches didn’t happen to be on the fantastic side of things, so we decide to let our basket of keepers out for another day. Trystan pulls out first, leaving me and Colin to chat for a minute.
“Don’t let him get to you. I could see your wheels turning all afternoon.”
“Easier said than done. Do you all really see me as a giant fuck-up?”
“No. We don’t. I think Trystan is in the same restless place you were, fighting something he’s not opening up about.
Vocalizing what he wants or needs from life isn’t coming easy to him, likely because, for so long, his wants and needs meant jack shit when he was overseas.
You know that as well as I do, but sometimes we need a reminder that being over there changed him.
Unfortunately, he’s letting some of those frustrations come out at you.
” He squeezes my shoulder. He’s right, and I do wish Trystan would talk more. I don’t know how to get him to open up.
“So you really want a baby?” I ask, letting a lazy grin spread across my lips as I set my tackle box in the bed of the truck.
“Yeah…” Colin replies dreamily. I get a kick out of it. “We’re not getting any younger. I’m nervous she’s going to say no.”
“You’re gonna be a great dad when the time comes.
There’s nothing really stopping you. You have a great job, bills aren’t crazy because you’ve got the big one covered.
I say, start dropping subtle hints so that it doesn’t all hit her at once when you bring it up.
Warm her up to it. Lots of practice never hurts.
” I give him a smirk for good measure, and he chuckles. “Hell, maybe she’ll bring it up first.”
“Thanks, man. Hey, what do you think about a Fourth of July beach bonfire at our place?”
“I think that sounds awesome.”
“Good deal. I’ll talk about it with Syd then send out a group message,” Colin states, shutting his tailgate and peering around to make sure he’s not missing any gear. I open my door and climb up in the truck.
“Talk to you later, bud. Go home and get some practice in. You look like you could use the workout.”
Colin shakes his head and playfully flips me the bird. I laugh heartily as I hit the ignition and pull out. All the way home, I replay moments from this weekend. I wish it wasn’t over.