Chapter 27
Ariana
Three months later…
I watch my father pat Snuggles as Mooman presses his head into my father’s leg. I can’t believe how much he has come around to my new life in only a few short weeks. It’s so un-James-Titan-like of him.
“Mooman,” Dad scolds.
“Who the hell is that and what did you do with your dad?” Katia asks.
It’s been three months since I came back to the farm. It’s been almost six months since I started working here and almost five months since I fell in love with my boss. And it’s been two months and twenty-nine days since Dad officially broke up with Kimberly and kicked her ass out of the penthouse. She did her best to get money from Dad. And the inner softy in him finally agreed to let her keep the jewelry he’d purchased her. She had also apparently used some of his money to put a down payment on an apartment. She really had thought of everything. Dad let her keep that apartment too. I argued with him that he shouldn’t, but in the end he explained he couldn’t kick her out without at least knowing she had somewhere to go.
“It’s my dad, for sure,” I say with a grin.
“Whatever you say. But that man is clearly an alien posing as your father,” she says with a questioning look.
Laughing, I shake my head. “How long can you stay?” I ask.
“Just till tomorrow. I have a flight to catch. Gotta go check out some new building for my dad’s company,” she says with a roll of her eyes. Then she looks at me and smiles. “Not all of us are so lucky to be sleeping with our boss.”
I make a disgusted face. “Ewww! I sure hope you aren’t sleeping with your boss,” I answer.
“Ewww! No, that’s not what…you’re depraved. I work for my dad, you sicko,” she replies.
I laugh and shake my head at her.
Eric walks over to Dad and they begin talking about a scholarship program Dad wants to start at the local university.
“Is he really funding college scholarships now?” Katia asks.
“He is. But don’t worry, it’s for selfish reasons. He wants to get into more agriculture and so he wants folks who work in bioengineering so he can modify plants for climate change,” I explain.
“Of course. I should have known better,” she replies as we continue watching Eric and Dad talk.
“Those two better stop gossiping like schoolgirls. I need their help. That damn cow pushed his dinner trough into a post and knocked it loose. I swear, I don’t know what’s worse, the animals or the people around here,” Earl grumbles.
“Definitely the people,” Buck states as he claps Earl on the shoulder.
“Fuck off, Buck. You know I’m the best thing out here. Don’t be jealous,” Earl says.
Katia and I giggle.
“Meow!” Thor says from my sweatshirt pocket. Eric bought me a sweatshirt with a big pocket so I can carry him around with me.
“I can’t believe you’re wearing that in the middle of this heat wave. That damn cat is spoiled,” Earl says as Thor pokes his head out of his warm little pouch.
Eric begins walking over toward us. He stops and picks a flower from the flower bed and hands it to me.
“An angel flower for my angel,” he says as he leans down and kisses me.
“He’s not the only one who’s spoiled,” Katia mumbles.
“Who’s spoiled?” Eric asks as he pulls back.
Thor meows again and we all laugh.
I look back at Eric and he’s staring down at me. I blush and he smirks. I give my head a little shake as I bite my lip and his eyes darken.
He leans down and kisses my cheek before whispering in my ear. “Keep it up, little catastrophe, and you’ll pay for that tonight.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I say, feigning innocence.
He gives my ear a little bite and I clench my thighs. He pulls back. “James and I are going into town to meet with the university president. Do you need anything?” he asks me.
I shake my head and then nod. “Can you get us some coffee from Elisha’s?”
“Will do,” he replies, and I watch him head to his truck and Dad climbs inside.
“I swear your father is an alien posing as your father,” Katia repeats.
“Nah, he’s just falling under the Storyview Falls spell.”
* * *
Eric
I feel Ariana’s muscles clench around my cock, and I groan, thrusting faster as I chase my own release. We’ve been in bed for two hours, hurkle-durkling, but then one thing led to another and here we are with my cock buried deep inside her. That is after I teased her for wearing the granny panties she bought at Heathers store.
I finish with a roar and collapse on my side, pulling her against me as I wrap my arms tightly around her little body. I kiss her hair and she presses her ass against my softening erection.
“I love you,” I whisper against her ear.
“I love you too,” she replies with a long, contented sigh.
“I thought we were going to snerdle today,” she teases.
“Hurkle-durkle,” I correct.
“Snerdle. Will you ever be able to control yourself?” she asks as she cranes her neck to look at me. She’s smirking.
“Not around you, baby,” I confess as I trace my lips over her jaw.
“Good, because I like it when you lose control around me,” she says as she turns her head and licks at my lower lip.
I feel myself growing hard again. She places her leg on top of mine, inviting me back inside her. I slip the head of my cock just inside her entrance and we both groan as I slide all the way inside her.
I begin moving again, slower this time.
My hand comes around to rub her clit and she whimpers. God, I love how her body responds to mine. She’s perfect in every way. It’s like she knows what I need on a cellular level.
As we rock together in perfect synchrony, I trail kisses down the side of her face. “Promise me it’ll always be like this,” she demands.
“I can promise you that I’ll always love you more than I can explain and that I will always want to make love to you,” I promise.
She laughs. “Eric!” she squeals as I tickle her. I pump hard and her laughter dies on a moan. I pick up my pace and we both begin to lose ourselves as we chase our releases. It only takes a few more thrusts and Ariana cries out as I groan, emptying myself inside her.
This time when I finish, I don’t move. We lie like this for a long minute. Just staying in this cocoon of bliss.
“Have I thanked you today?” she asks.
“For what?” I play along.
“For giving me my happily ever after,” she says. We play this little game at least once a day, and I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing her ask it.
“Not yet today,” I reply.
She turns in my arms and looks into my eyes. “Thank you,” she says softly.
I kiss her and pull back. “Thank you,” I reply.
“For what?” she asks.
“For giving me my happily ever after,” I declare. And she smiles at me. And I decide right then and there that this is the woman I’m going to marry.