Chapter 49
Indiana
“I told you he’d have a fun time,” Tyler wraps his arms around my waist and kisses my neck.
I can’t help the laugh that escapes as I lean into him. The kids are running around the park as the sugar high kicks in from the cake they just consumed. I kept the party simple, opting for a pinata, having Tyler play baseball with the kids and some other games around the bases.
The way Noah is running around laughing, it seems to be a success. “You’re right. I was nervous for nothing. I just wanted everything to be perfect.”
“And your parents didn’t have a coronary over us being together.” Tyler laughs when he looks at me. I can’t help but narrow my eyes in his direction.
Earlier today, when my parents called to wish Noah a happy birthday, Tyler walked by and my mom caught sight of him in the background.
That prompted the discussion of our relationship right then and there.
It wasn’t how I wanted the reveal to go, but I’m glad it’s out in the open.
I’m not a child anymore, so I don’t know why I care about my parents’ approval.
Since discovering the truth about my biological parents, Jerry and Scarlet have stayed in town, prompting Tyler to stay with Noah and I quite often.
More and more, his things are starting to add up at my place.
I’m beginning to think we should probably have a discussion about him making this a permanent stay.
“Hey, I have a bit of a surprise for Noah,” Tyler says as he kisses my cheek and heads in the direction of the parking lot.
I look behind me where he’s taken off. I see Kennedy walking up and she’s not alone. Standing next to her is another gentleman who’s wearing a baseball cap and a Boston Gael’s shirt.
What is Tyler up to?
I hear a mom squeal as she sidles up beside me. “Oh my gosh. Is that Nash Ripley?”
“Who?” I look at her, confused.
“You’re kidding me, right?” I swear, she could have hearts in her eyes right now.
I swing my head back to the man in question, still clueless as to who’s walking over.
One of the kids catches sight of the gentleman and starts running toward him. “Nash Ripley? Is that really you?” The kid starts jumping and pointing. “Noah, you know Nash Ripley?!”
Noah is playing with a baseball and the moment he sees this Nash person, his jaw falls open and said baseball falls to the ground while he’s still as a statue. How am I completely lost right now?
Tyler makes his way over with Kennedy and, apparently, Nash Ripley, while I’m still connecting the dots. “Hi. What’s going on that you’ve stunned my kid?” I laugh.
“Indiana, I’d like you to meet Nash Ripley, the Boston Gaels’s star pitcher,” Kennedy says with a bright smile.
“We thought it would be a fun surprise for the kids and for my favorite six-year-old.” She winks in my direction, and I’m stunned.
We both know she doesn’t even know Noah and I want to cry that she would do such a thing for my little guy.
Noah must reboot because he finally comes running over, smiling from ear-to-ear. “Hi, I’m Noah.”
“Hi, Noah. I’m Nash. I hear you’re turning six years old,” Nash puts his fist out for Noah to give him a fist bump.
“Yeah, I am!” Noah’s enthusiasm is palpable.
“Well, what do ya say we get out there and play ball. I hear you love the game.” Nash starts walking out, looking at some of the other kids, all of them hanging on his every word. The moms are following, drooling over this person I’ve never heard of.
Tyler saunters up next to me; I link my arm through his. “How did you pull this off?” I whisper.
“You see, I’m sort of in love with Noah’s mom, so I’ll do anything to see her smile,” he whispers.
“Ah, well, you’re winning major points,” I laugh softly.
“You think I’ll get lucky later?” he whispers into my ear.
“Oh, most definitely.” I waggle my brows in his direction. “Maybe even twice.”
“Totally worth it then,” he lightly smacks my ass as we follow slowly behind everyone.
“Goodnight sweet boy,” I say, as I close Noah’s door.
Before I leave his room, I can already tell his eyes are closing. He’s exhausted after the fun-filled day he had. His party was beyond successful. He’ll remember this birthday for years to come. Not sure we can top it, but we’ll have fun trying.
I’m about to head downstairs to look for Tyler, when I hear the water running in the bathroom. I decide to leave any cleanup we have in the rest of the house for later and opt for joining Ty.
I walk in the main bedroom and lock the door, stripping my clothes as I walk toward the bathroom door. I open it, noting the steam throughout the small space. Tyler is humming a song I can’t distinguish and it makes me smile.
My body is vibrating to be touched by him and I haven’t even caught sight of his naked body yet. He hasn’t sensed me in the bathroom, so I open the door and step in, startling him.
“I thought I’d join you and maybe start my thank you on my knees.” I smile, biting my lip with mock innocence.
He moves his wet hair from his face. “You won’t get any complaints from me.” His eyes roam my naked body and I love the way he takes me in as if it’s the first time he’s seen me. His dick is growing in front of me and I love that I pull this reaction from him. “You look fucking edible, Indy.”
“I could say the same about you.” It never gets old, watching his muscles on display like this, with that defined V and the happy trail leading to his cock. I lick my lips, ready to have my mouth filled with him.
He brings his hand down and strokes himself, using his other hand to reach out and caress my breast, fiddling with my nipple and piercing. It pulls a whimper from me.
“I can’t get enough of this body of yours, wife,” he says, then pulls me closer and locks his lips on mine. I open for him, our touch desperate.
When he pulls away, he asks me, “When are you going to let me make it official again?”
I look at him in confusion.
“I want a ring on that finger, Indy. I want the world to know you’re mine.” He uses my hair to pull my head back and plants open-mouthed kisses down my neck, my hands raking through his hair.
“I’m already yours,” I remind him. I push him against the tile wall, taking control of the situation. I had a little plan when I came in here, and I don’t want to lose track of it now.
I start to drag my tongue down the column of his neck and down the center of his chest. I bring my lips to one of his nipples and then to the opposite side. I bite down, an audible groan bouncing off the walls of the bathroom. It urges me on knowing I do this to him.
“You dirty girl of mine,” he taunts.
“You like me dirty,” I say back.
I continue my descent and lick, using my nails on the sides of his body while my tongue trails down his center until I’m on my knees.
I stroke his cock, pulling a moan from him. His head falls back against the tile, and his eyes roll back. I love watching him lose control, all while I hold this power over him. I bring my mouth over the head of his dick, and he lets out a curse.
I keep my eyes on him while I take him further. He pulls my hair off my face as the water is falling around us. I feel him at the back of my throat, and I spread my legs wider. I’m so fucking turned on right now.
I start bobbing my head, setting a rhythm, and his eyes take on a look of pure lust as he simply looks down at me. He keeps telling me how beautiful I am, but soon his words drop off, and his breathing gets heavier.
“Fuck, Indy, just like that,” he says, his hips moving and I know he’s getting close.
I keep sucking him off, determined to see him lose himself. “If you don’t stop, I’m going to come.”
I don’t relent, my mouth on a mission to see him combust. I use my hand to start playing with his balls. His body tenses and I watch him simply let go. I feel that power while he’s at my disposal.
Once he’s slowed down, he pulls out of me, and helps me up, and brings my lips to his, kissing me hard. He proceeds to push my body against the tiles.
“You are fucking incredible,” he says, grabbing my hands and placing them above my head. “Now, I’m going to make you see stars.” And he does just that with his head between my legs.