All the Truths (Lies & Truths 2)

Okay, so I might have been watching him like a creep for the few last seconds…or minutes. Whatever.

“Hey, Ash.”

“Hmm?”

Ash has become his favorite name now. I smile to myself remembering how he used to be creeped out by it, or maybe he was creeped out by that side of me.

Once, I was acting like a brat and kept calling him Asher. His reaction was fucking me in the ass until I screamed Ash.

It’s his way or the highway, and I love every second of it.

“I want kids.” It’s unplanned, but it’s not spur of the moment. I’ve been thinking about this for a while.

At the beginning of our marriage, we agreed to delay having kids for our careers, but now I want to carry his baby.

“The idea of you pregnant makes me hard.” He pushes into me, nuzzling the evidence between my thighs.

“It turns me on, too.” I bite my lower lip.

“That’s my prom queen.” He captures my lips in a kiss as he parts my thighs with a strong hand.

His slides inside me with that slight pressure that makes me quiver, ready for him all over again.

“Ash,” I whisper against his mouth. “I’m sleepy.”

“You can’t bring up the idea of pregnancy then be sleepy.” He brushes his lips against mine. “I won’t stop until I put a baby inside you.”

God, this man.

I love him so much, it’s mad.

THE END