Love Thy Neighbour (Friend-Zoned 2)

He carries me out of the Love N Wed chapel and out to our rental car. He sits me on the hood and steps between my spread legs. Smiling down at me, he says, “I promise, one day I’ll give you a big wedding with all the sparkly shit that women like, I swear it, but right now, I’m about as happy as a kid in a candy store. ”

I reach down to take his hands in mine and ask, “Do you think we made the right choice? Doing this, here of all places?”

Ash nods without hesitation. “Yep. I do. I don’t need anyone approving of what I feel for you, babe. I just need you and I hope all you need is me, too. ”

Suddenly sad, I whisper, “I probably can’t have kids, Ash. ”

He smiles a small smile and says, “You want kids, baby?”

Looking up at him, I nod. He lowers his face to mine, kisses my lips gently and says, “Then we’ll have kids. We’ll make it happen somehow. I promise. ” After a second, he frowns and says, “Don’t know what kind of father I’ll be though. ”

Holding his face in my hands, I say with total faith and conviction, “If you stopped to think about what kind of father you’re going to be, then you’re going to be a great father. ” I whisper, “You are nothing like him. ”

Swallowing hard, he nods and whispers back, “I’m nothin’ like him. ” He cups my cheek and runs his thumb over my jaw line. He says, “I’ll do everything I can to be the man you deserve. I know we did those vows in there, but I should tell you that there’s nothing I won’t do to make you happy. Just say the word and I’ll do it, girl. I’ll take care of you and I’ll love you forever. ”

Reaching up, I pull him down for another slow kiss. I try to show him through this kiss that I feel the very same, but I back it up with words anyway. “I could never love someone as much as I love you. I’ll be everything you need in a wife. I promise. I’ll yell at you when you drink milk out of the carton. I’ll smack you across the back of the head when I see you checking out other women. I’ll kiss you when you need some love. I’ll even kick your ass when it needs kicking. ” Smirking, I say, “See? Perfect wife. ”

Chuckling, he says, “Perfect or not, you’re the one I want. And now that I’ve got you…you mentioned lovin’ somewhere in ther-”

Cutting him off with another kiss, I tell him, “You get me back to the room in fifteen minutes or less and…” I move my head so we’re cheek to cheek, nip his earlobe and whisper, “…I’ll beg to suck your cock, baby. ”

Looking down at me through hooded eyes, he says, “Get in the fucking car, girl. And buckle up. ”

Not ten seconds pass and he’s already in the driver’s seat. I get up off the hood and walk over to the passenger side chuckling. I shake my head and still smiling, mutter, “Such a man. ”

My man.

My heart.

My husband.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Best weekend ever

“Oh my God! Yes!”

I wrap one arm under her lower back and the other under her ass, lifting her slightly and elevating her to that perfect position we both need to get off.

Nat moans deep in her throat, almost a growl. I watch her body move with every thrust.

I give it hard and she takes it. Like a fucking pro.

I pant, “I don’t think wives are meant to screw like this, girl. ”

Without looking up, she moans, “Shut up and fuck me!”

Fisting the sheets, her back arches when I pull her deeper into my thrusts and her eyes flutter. I can’t take my eyes off her perfect body. Her perfect curves. Her perfect tits. With her back arched, I can reach them. I hold her lower back firmly, my feet planted firmly on the floor at the foot of the bed with her ass just off the edge of the mattress.

Nothing beats sex with someone you love.

Making love. That’s it. We’re making love.

Panting and grinning, I lower my parted mouth to her nipple and lick it once before I suck it hard. She moans and grips the back of my head. She clenches on my cock and I bite her nipple. Her nails dig into my head and I groan, gently chewing on her nipple. Her pussy clenches around me again.

Her nipples are sensitive.

Harder than a fucking rock, I pound into her, rolling my hips, trying to get that perfect angle that hits her spot. As soon as she gasps, I know I’m there. I demand, “Look at me. ”