45. Asher
Asher
“Thanks.” Oli shook the man’s hand as we stepped into the room.
“No problem, Mr. Thornton. He’ll be in shortly and you’ll have ten minutes.”
“We don’t need more than that,” Oli confirmed with a nod to the man who knocked on the door. It buzzed and he went out, leaving Oli and me alone in here.
I went and sat in the chair as Oli leaned against the wall. I shot him a look. “What?”
“You look too excited,” he muttered, pushing his glasses up his nose as I shifted in the small-ass chair that I hardly fit on.
I didn’t get a chance to reply as Ben was escorted into the room by two officers who uncuffed him only long enough to attach him to the table. Thankfully he had a long leash, just like we’d requested.
“What the fuck is going on?” Ben asked, sending panicked looks between me and the guards. I left one of my hands on the table in front of me, eyes locked on him.
Neither officer acknowledged him as the door buzzed and they walked out without looking back. His wide eyes bounced to me.
“Listen, man, I’m sorry about the kid thing. I didn’t even want her—”
“Shut the fuck up,” I growled, my voice low. He gulped, sat back as far as his cuffs would allow, and closed his lips. “I heard you’re getting two years for the assault.”
“My lawyer thinks I could get out in—”
I slapped my hand on the table, cutting him off.
“He didn’t tell you that you could talk,” Oli piped up from behind me.
I raised my eyebrow and tried to hide my smirk when Ben shrunk back. I was really playing into the big tattoos and having at least eighty pounds on this prick. I’d held back my anger in the courtroom. I no longer needed to do that.
“My brothers convinced me to let all of this be handled legally this time. But if you ever show up again, it will be the last thing you ever do.”
He looked over at the camera in the corner of the room. He didn’t know the thing wasn’t on. “You can’t threaten me,” he spluttered.
I let him squirm for a minute before I launched, punching him square in the jaw. As his head flew back, I moved, grabbing him by the throat and pinning him against the wall. He gasped as he reached for my hands but that was difficult since he was still attached to the table.
“Those girls are mine. I’ll be giving Sutton my last name, adopting Sophie, and I will be the only father she ever knows.
Do not even think about my family again, Ben.
I suggest that when you get out of here, you relocate somewhere far away.
Because even if you accidentally cross their path, I will be back and I won’t show so much restraint next time. ”
Sweat rolled down his forehead, and his eyes were wide as I tightened my hold on his neck, his jaw red and angry where I punched him.
“Do not doubt me, Donovan. I will put you in the ground before I let you get close to them again and I will have no problem sleeping at night afterward.” With one final squeeze, I let him drop.
He hit the floor hard, gasping for breath. I straightened my shirt and then stepped over the pathetic lump on the floor, Oli coming behind me. Two seconds after I knocked, the door buzzed and we were shown out of the prison.
“You are one scary motherfucker when you need to be.” Oli tapped my shoulder as he headed to the car he had waiting for him. “Go home to your girls.”
“Dada! Dada!” I heard the call as I stepped into the house.
“I know, baby.” Sutton’s voice was soothing. “But he’ll be home soon.”
“Dada!”
Sutton let out a laugh. “My fault for trying to rationalize with a child who only knows one word.”
“Do you think she really knows it’s me?” I asked as I stepped into the kitchen.
The question was answered when Sophie heard me, looked over, and screamed, “DADA!”
“I think she knows who you are,” Sutton laughed, wiping the last of the food from her face as Sophie squirmed, letting out a little cry.
“She’s tired,” I commented as I took off my suit jacket and rolled up my sleeves. Together Sutton and I got her cleaned up and I hoisted her diapered self into my arms. “Why don’t I put her down for her nap.”
Sutton looked up at me and opened her mouth, as though she was going to argue, but then something beautiful happened. She smiled and said, “That would be great.”
This was the first time she’d accepted my help without offering to do it with me or asking if I was sure.
“I’ll be back.” I kissed her head as I took Sophie upstairs to get her ready for her nap.
“I’m going to jump in the shower,” she called to me.
I changed her, rocked her, and got Sophie to sleep.
I whispered to her that I loved her and that she would always be wanted and safe with me as she drifted off.
I watched her for a moment, the little rise and fall of her chest, before I grabbed the baby monitor, pulled the door closed, and went to find the other woman who had my heart completely.
Stepping into our room, I heard the shower running, steam covering the glass. I watched as she lathered herself up. The outline of her massaging her boobs got me instantly hard.
“You know what you’re doing.” My voice rumbled through the bathroom.
“Just showering, Asher. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She moaned as her hands traveled down her stomach.
I quickly stripped off my clothes and stepped into the shower, hissing as the hot water touched my skin. “Why do you like the water so hot,” I grunted out.
Her laugh was music to my ears. “It’s not that hot.” She smiled at me over her shoulder as I watched her.
“Move in with me.” It didn’t come out as a question, more of a demand.
She whipped around in all her naked glory to look at me. “What?”
“You spend all your time here anyway and the idea of not getting to see Sophie when I get home or tuck her in for naps or put her to bed makes me sick. I want to be there for her. I also love having you here. You being around makes every day better. I want you here, Sutton. I want you with me, always.”
“I’ve never felt more at home than I do with you, Ash.”
“Is that a yes?”
She nodded and when I opened my mouth to tell her that I’d never been so happy in my life, her hands landed on my chest and she pushed me against the wall. The shower was large so we were out of the direct spray. “Sutton—”
She dropped to her knees in front of me. “You never let me taste you.” Her hands grabbed my cock, my mind going blank as she started pumping.
“You on your knees for me…” I blew out a breath. “That’s almost enough to send me over the edge.”
“Don’t do that yet.” She looked up at me and bit her lip.
She started licking my tip, teasing me as I grabbed her hair. She twirled her tongue around my head and then deliciously, slowly, took my cock into her mouth. “Fuck, Sutton.”
She hummed around me as she took me further and further, gagging as I hit the back of her throat. But she didn’t pull back quickly, no, she breathed through her nose and came all the way off me. “You taste good,” she commented, wiggling a little on her knees.
“Is this making you wet?”
“We’re in the shower. I’m already wet.”
“Don’t be a fucking brat.”
With a wink up at me, my cock went back into her mouth. This time I took control, using her hair to pump into her faster, my hips thrusting as she hollowed out her cheeks.
Keeping my pace, I groaned each time she gagged.
“Touch yourself, Sutton,” I demanded. “I want you to make yourself come while I shoot my load down the back of your throat.”
She moaned again, her hand moving to her clit as she started rubbing circles at a fast pace, the same way I was moving in and out of her mouth.
“You’re going to be a good girl and swallow everything I give you.” I could feel the pressure building in my spine, but with how vigorously she was rubbing, she was right there with me. “Sutton…” I moaned out her name as my orgasm came over me.
I kept pumping and she did as I said, swallowing every drop of cum that I unleashed down her throat. As I came down, she moved her head back and forth a few more times before coming off me.
She looked up at me, wiping the side of her mouth before licking her finger. “You said every last drop.” Her hazel eyes locked on me. I pulled her up off the floor and pushed her onto the seat in the shower.
“For being so good, you get a reward.” I pulled her legs open and shoved my head between her thighs.
After I got her to come on my tongue, we showered off and then proceeded to fuck in the bed again because we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.
We both collapsed, tired from the vigorous round, my hand running up and down her back as she traced Orion before pressing a kiss to my chest.
“We should clean up again.” I looked over at my phone for the time. “Sophie will be waking up soon.”
“Before we get up…” Sutton reached across me, opening her bedside table and pulling out a stack of papers. “These are for you.” She averted my gaze.
My eyes narrowed, wondering what had made her nervous. I didn’t have to go further than the first line.
Consent For Adoption.
I looked back at Sutton for an explanation.
“Maya was able to get Ben’s rights terminated not long after he was arrested. She helped me fill them in. All you need to do is sign, if you want.”
“Sutton.” My voice cracked as I sat up next to her, shaking my head. “You want me to adopt Sophie?”
“She deserves to have a father like you, to know the kind of love that you’ve given her. I know she’s not—”
“Don’t say she’s not mine,” I interrupted her with a growl. “She may not be my blood but she is mine. Blood doesn’t matter, I should know. I don’t have a single blood brother but I love and care for them all the same. I will give Sophie everything I have.”
“So you’d like to be her dad?”
“Fuck.” I leaned forward, kissing her before resting my forehead on hers. “There’s nothing in this world that I want more.”