35. CHAPTER 35
CHAPTER 35
KASON
I texted Sierra an hour ago and asked her to be dressed and ready to go when I came home. I also asked that she wear the green halter dress she wore the night we met. I know her curiosity is piqued, but I want what I planned to be a surprise so she’ll just have to deal with wondering what I’m up to.
When I step into our house, my beautiful woman is waiting for me like a queen sitting on her throne before she stands and strides toward me. I don’t fail to notice the fuck me heels she’s wearing. I remember how they dug into my ass when I fucked her against the wall, and my dick sings in approval.
“You’re up to something aren’t you?” she asks, eyeing me suspiciously.
“You will have to wait and see.”
“You know I hate not knowing what’s going on.”
I tap her on the nose. “Tough titties. You’ll have to be patient.”
She rolls her eyes. “I’ll do my best.” I lead her out the door and into the waiting car I hired. I’ve already instructed the man behind the wheel of our destination, so I wouldn’t have to say it in front of Sierra. Her knee starts bouncing, and I snicker. I know this is driving her crazy. “This isn’t funny,” she pouts.
“Oh, I love watching you squirm.”
“Come on, Kason. Just give me a hint. Just one little hint, and I promise I won’t ask any more questions.”
I ponder a few moments. “I’m thankful for sex on the beach.”
Her brows scrunch together. “But we’ve never had sex on the beach.”
“Oh, but we have.” Kind of anyway.
“Come on, that doesn’t help. Give me another clue,” she pleads.
“Nope. You said one, and you would let it go.”
She huffs and crosses her arms. “You don’t play fair.”
“I think we have already established that. Now sit back and enjoy the ride.” She rolls her eyes but also smiles. She may be curious where we’re going, but I can tell she’s also excited by the giddiness of her features.
Fifteen minutes later, the car stops at our destination. I get out and extend my hand to help her. She takes in the building in front of us and smiles fondly. “This is the hotel where we first met.”
“That it is.” I say no more and guide her into the bar. I take a seat at the counter where I sat the first time we met, and she takes a seat next to me. I’ve not forgotten one moment of our first night together, and I’m hoping she hasn’t either.
The bartender steps up to us and asks what we would like to drink. With her being pregnant, I’m sure she has no idea what to order. That first night she seemed just as stumped but that was due to the amazing chemistry that floated around us.
“I’ll have a Corona and she’ll have Sex On The Beach.” I see the moment the lightbulb turns on in her head. It’s what I ordered for her that first night. “But make it a virgin please.”
“Thank you,” she smiles with a sparkle in her eyes.
“You’re welcome…” I pause for the effect .
“Sierra,” she answers with a giggle. It’s clear she’s figured out that I’m recreating our first meeting.
I scan her body before my gaze settles on her face. “Beautiful name for a beautiful woman.”
“And you are?”
“Kason.” I stick my hand out for her to take. She places her hand in mine, and it’s still there. That zap I felt the first time we touched. I bring her hand up and kiss the back of it, and she sighs.
Yeah, baby. I feel it too.
We are then interrupted by her work colleague Marisa. When I approached her to help me with this, she was quick to agree. Sierra is surprised when she takes note of Marisa standing with us. “Marisa. What are you doing here?”
“I got a call from my boyfriend, I got to go.” Marisa gives Sierra a hug and loud enough for my ears snickers, “I bet he can deliver on the orgasms.” That has Sierra bent over laughing out loud as Marisa leaves.
“Something funny?”
“She wanted to know if you can deliver on orgasms.”
I stand and put my face into her neck while my hand fists her hair. “I guarantee I can. I have a room here where I’m taking you. I’ll fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”
Sierra pulls back then takes my hand. “Let’s go.”
I lead Sierra to the elevators and hit the button. She’s squirming, and I assume it’s because she knows what is going to happen soon, but not as soon as she may think. I have one other moment planned before we get to the sex.
Stepping into the elevator, I press the button, and just like that first night, it feels like it takes forever to reach our floor before the doors slide open, and I guide her out. We stop at the door to the same room we spent our first night together in. I place a gentle kiss on her lips before putting the key card in the door and open it, allowing her to enter before me .
She gasps and covers her mouth with her hands as I shut the door behind us. This may be the same room, but the appearance is different. This time there are rose petals on the bed and candles lit throughout. Soft music plays at a low volume.
“Oh my god, Kason. This is so beautiful.” She turns to me. I take the box out of my pocket and go down on one knee in front of her. Her jaw drops as she looks down at my face to the box in my hand. I open it to show her the diamond ring inside. Her gaze shimmers with what she knows is about to happen.
“Sierra. You once asked me if I was married in this very room. Tonight, I want that answer to be different. I told you I had no girlfriend, fiancée, or wife. I remember thinking the question was absurd because I wanted none of those things. Who knew in that moment that soon I would want all of those things with the woman who asked the question. You’ve given me a purpose in life I didn’t know was missing. Loving you. Now I don’t know how I ever lived without it. I want to fall asleep with you each night and wake with you each morning in my arms knowing you are officially mine. Will you make me the luckiest man on this earth and be my wife?
Sierra wipes at her tears before sticking her left hand out to me. “Yes. I want more than anything for you to be my husband.” I kiss her hand before taking the ring out of the box and placing it on her finger. She bends down and kisses me. I taste the salt of her tears. These tears are happiness and not the tears that had been shed in sorrow these past few months. These tears I can handle.
“I love you so much,” she murmurs against my lips as I lay her down on the bed before settling between her legs.
“I love you too.”
Our kiss started out emotional but turns desperate in our need to be together. Untying the knot behind her neck, her top falls down revealing her lush breasts for my perusal. I rain kisses down her neck to one hardened peak and suck it into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue and giving it little bites. Sierra starts to pant, and her hands reach into my hair, pulling on the strands. Moving over to the other breast, I show it the same attention.
I had been worried about our sex life with her pregnancy, and after suffering through the miscarriage, I am twice as concerned with how I take her. Our lovemaking can be rough at times, but when I talked with the doctor, she assured me we are perfectly safe to continue with the type of sex we enjoy.
My lips travel down to her flat stomach, where our new baby currently resides. I say a little internal prayer that this time the pregnancy will lead to joy and not heartache then kiss her belly tenderly.
Lying flat on my stomach between her spread legs, I burrow my head between her thighs and lick her from her opening to hardened bud. Her thighs quiver.
“You like that baby?’
She moans. “Yes.”
“You want more of my mouth on your hot cunt?”
“Oh, god, yes.” She lifts her hips to encourage me to continue. I shift her up so she is now sitting with her back against the headboard. Her knees come up before widening them. I want her to watch as I eat her.
“Tell me. Tell me you want me to eat your sweet pussy.”
Her breathing is erratic in her excitement. Sierra has the face of an angel and a body made for sin. “Please, Kason. Eat my pussy.”
“Eyes on me baby. I want you to watch.”
I take another lick, and her fingers tighten in my hair. Her taste is mouthwatering and it has all my blood rushing to my shaft. I’m so hard it’s painful. Slapping her pussy, she gasps loudly before releasing a heady moan. Her eyes darken in lust as she watches me roughly stick two fingers in her. Her pussy clamps down on my fingers like a vice. I’m dizzy from the scent of her arousal. It’s a high I’ve become addicted to. My fingers pull in and out of her as my mouth works her clit. I lick it and suck while her body starts to shake. She’s close. I bend my fingers to hit that spot I know will set her off before nipping at her clit. Her pussy clenches tighter and her release spurts into my mouth.
“I’m coming,” she screams.
Grabbing onto her quivering thighs, I yank her down the bed till her head hits the pillow then drive my cock into her. “That’s it, baby. Come all over my dick.”
Her nails score my back while her pussy sucks my cock further into its heaven.
“Do you feel how perfectly we fit together? You. Me. We were meant to be.”
“God, I’m so in love with you, Kason,” she moans.
I thrust into her. Thrust after brutal thrust. She won’t know where one orgasm ends and the next one begins. Sweat forms on my brow as I hammer ruthlessly into her. With each rough piston of my hips, Sierra moves further up the bed. The best part of all is that she never denies me her eyes. They’ve mesmerized me from our first night together when she peered up at me with her mouth full of my cock.
She reaches up and pulls my head down to her and our lips and tongues tangle together as we pant into each other. Her legs wrap around my waist and squeeze as she holds on for dear life. I feel my release creeping up on me, and I want her with me. “Come again. Milk my cock.” I angle her hips and give one last powerful thrust.
“Yes, Kason. Yes!” she screams as her release has her squeezing my shaft.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” My orgasm is so powerful my whole-body shudders, and I’m panting so hard I fear I’ll pass out. I fall on top of her, and her hands coast along my back. I feel the sting of the sweat, and I know she has indeed left open scratches on it. It’s a sweet pain.
When my dick finally stops twitching, I roll us so her body is resting on my chest, my dick still inside her. If it were up to me, my cock would never leave her nirvana .
Eventually, she slowly rises from my chest. Her eyes sparkling and a big smile on her face, she shows me the ring on her finger. “I’m getting married,” she beams with amusement as she wiggles her digits.
I chuckle and the movement causes the erection that was softening inside her to harden again. I may have been exhausted after that round, but I’m suddenly renewed with energy. Proof I’ll never get enough or tire of this sexy woman sitting on top of me.
Her eyebrows raise into her hairline. “Round two?”
I thrust into her in answer. Damn straight.
Sierra squeezes my hand as the doctor stares at the ultrasound screen and a swooshing noise echoes around the room. She’s nervous. Hell, I’m nervous. We are eight weeks into the pregnancy. With every day that passes, we breathe a little easier that this pregnancy will come to fruition.
“Hmm, as I thought,” Dr. Quinn, our obstetrician says. Sierra and I look at each other. Is that a good or a bad thought?
“Please tell me everything is okay,” Sierra whispers.
The doctor smiles at us, and I stiffen, waiting for her response.
“Your HCG levels are high, and the ultrasound confirms why that is.” She pauses. “You’re having twins.”
“What?” Sierra and I question at the same time.
Dr. Quinn grins. “You’re having twins.”
Well, hell. This was not the news I was expecting and from the bewildered look on Sierra’s face, she wasn’t prepared for it either. The doctor points to the screen and shows us what appears to be two little tadpoles.
Holy shit. We’re having twins .
Dr. Quinn takes the time to scan over them, explaining what we are seeing. She says that everything looks good, and they appear to be growing according to schedule. She clicks buttons a few times and paper pictures start to emerge from the machine. She tears off the pictures and hands them to us while she removes what looks like an alien probe from between Sierra’s thighs while we stare at the images in awe.
She taps Sierra on the shoulder and then shakes my hand. “Congratulations.” Then she leaves the room after confirming we don’t have any further questions.
Sierra moves off the bed and pulls on her pants. She straightens before looking up at me, grinning widely, and jumps into my arms. I catch her as her limbs wrap around me.
“We’re having twins,” she screeches loudly into my ear, and I chuckle. This is the first time either of us has allowed true excitement to play into this pregnancy. I don’t know how or why, but I truly believe for the first time that one day we will be holding our babies in our arms.
This time I know beyond a shadow of a doubt, we will finally have the family we deserve.
The wedding was planned in less than two months and as of today, Sierra Lawson, is now Sierra Morgan. Sierra and I decided shortly after I proposed that we wanted to be married sooner rather than later.
As expected, Sierra is a beautiful bride. Her happiness radiates from her. We’re in the ballroom of Knight’s Hotel where we are celebrating with our reception. With one venue, there is less chance of paparazzi finding out and taking pictures or reporting on it. This is a special moment we are celebrating with family and close friends only. We will announce our marriage to the media later.
Sierra was presented to me by her uncles. Although Charles would have been willing to present her, the honor belonged to her uncles and he understood. Brax and Isaac are here as well.
Sierra insists there’s more to Braxton Kinsley than meets the eye, and she’s insistent on putting his puzzle pieces together. Brax is a good man, but he’s as closed off as they come which is why I’m taken aback he brought a plus one. I’ve never, ever, seen him with a woman, even if she was introduced as his PA. However, from the way he gazes at her, I have the feeling there is more to this story between them.
The clinking of silverware on glasses brings me to the present and I rise, taking Sierra’s hand so she can rise along with me. I dip her and her eyes shine with happiness. I connect our lips, keeping it chaste for our audience. I’d love nothing more than to leave this reception, find a closet, and consummate our marriage, but I won’t. I’ll control myself until we get to our room, and I can remove her dress before making love to her.
“I love you, Mrs. Morgan.”
“I love you, Mr. Morgan.”
I straighten her then grab the microphone from the table that Leo used in his best man speech. I keep our hands connected and she nods to the unspoken question in my eyes. We discussed this before the wedding and now that we’re officially past her first trimester, it’s time everyone knows. It was a hard secret to keep but we managed to. Lifting her hands, I place a kiss on each one. I hear a collective, aw from the crowd.
Sierra wraps her arms around my waist before I speak.
I clear my throat. “First, thank you for joining Sierra and myself for our special day. We consider everyone in this room family, and for that reason, we have some special news we would like to share with you. ”
Lowering the mic so we can both be heard, we announce, “We’re pregnant! With twins!”
There is silence at first, as everyone takes in the news. Most know what happened with the first pregnancy. Then there are gasps, followed by cheering and people rushing in to congratulate us. I didn’t fail to notice the slight frown on Brax’s face before he gave a small smile in our direction.
My mom is the first to reach us with tears in her eyes. “I’m so happy for you both. This is such special news.” She hugs us before Sierra is swarmed with hugs from others, and I’m met with claps on the back and handshakes with well wishes.
This road to happiness wasn’t an easy one, but we made it through it. Sierra was guarded and scared, but I’m thankful she chose to take a chance on me. There may be more bumps in the road to come, but I’m certain that whatever life throws our way, we will make it through them together.
Because together, there’s nothing that can tear us apart. Together we will overcome any obstacle thrown our way. Together we are stronger.
Always together.