Meet the Family
Aaron
Iwatchedher with purpose and intention—to read her body language for what she wasn’t verbalizing.She was shocked, there was no doubt about that, but she was having a hard time finding the words to convey what she was thinking without giving too much away.
“Say whatever’s on your mind.I want to hear it.Don’t keep your thoughts from me.”
“I’m thinking…I’m blown away.I didn’t even know you enjoyed photography, much less that you’re such a natural at it.”
“I took a few classes in college, but I learned a lot from the photographers I’ve worked with over the years.All those model photo shoots I had to endure paid off.”
She looked back at the picture of our special place and stared at it for several more seconds.I could almost see the entire scene replaying through her eyes as she relived it.
“I remember.”My voice was low, meant only for her ears.
Her eyes rose to meet mine.“I remember that day too.”
“I don’t mean that day in our field.I remember, Christa.I remember everything.”
I brushed her long blond hair behind her ear, grazing her cheek with the pad of my thumb.“We were in the suite, and you wanted to surprise me.You locked the bathroom door so I couldn’t peek in and ruin my special gift, and we laughed through the door about you barring yourself in the bathroom to get away from me on our wedding night.
“While I waited for you, I turned the music on, letting it play softly in the background.Then I lit a few candles and waited on the bed until you unlocked the door.”
Her eyes grew bigger with every word before sparkling with tears.Her lips parted, and she inhaled sharply but didn’t release her held breath right away.
“When you opened that door, all I could think about was devouring every inch of you.Slowly.All night long.Over and over again.You were in all white—your lacy lingerie, white fuck-me-now heels, and your wedding veil.But your lips were a shade of deep red wine, and I had an immediate visual of them wrapped around my cock.”
That admission had one side of her mouth quirking up, though she tried to hide her smile.I shrugged one shoulder.It was true.What could I say?
“I don’t even remember getting off the bed, but that’s not because of my head injury.I think I instantaneously transported across the room to your side.But you were in my arms then, and that’s all that mattered.You were mine.
“I led you to the bed and told you I wanted our first time to be face-to-face.But after that, I was up for whatever adventurous position you wanted to try.”
She looked up at the ceiling, fluttered her eyelashes, and ran her finger under her eyes to catch the tears before they had a chance to fall.
“Your next words nearly made me drop to my knees.You were mortified to confess you were a virgin, thought I’d want you less.You were afraid you wouldn’t satisfy me in bed.What you didn’t know then, and what you don’t realize now, is there’s nothing you could say or do that would ever make me want you less.In fact, I was fairly certain I’d spontaneously combust from how badly I burned for you.
“The first time we made love was the best experience of my life.Until the second time, then the third, and… You get the point.It’s you, Christa.Only you fulfill every need I have, every desire of my heart.If I can’t have you, I won’t have anyone.”
“Do you mean that, Aaron?”Her question was sincere, but I had a feeling her words held a deeper meaning.
“On my life, Christa.There hasn’t been anyone else in my life or in my bed since the day I met you.I’ll never leave you.I’ll never stop loving you.”
She was no longer holding her breath.Her chest heaved heavily as uncontrollable emotions rolled through her.I sensed her inner turmoil, and I recognized the second she stopped fighting it.
She stepped forward, grabbed the lapels of my jacket, and molded her body to mine.I wasn’t stupid—I wasn’t about to question her rash decision.Every hurdle we crossed only brought her closer to stopping the divorce altogether.
Even in her heels, she wasn’t tall enough to claim my mouth.But I was more than willing to oblige her.Once our lips met, everything around us faded to black, and only she and I existed in the world.
Her taste.Her scent.How she felt.The sounds she made.When she let go and gave me complete control of her pleasure.She was still mine.She’d always be mine.She just needed time to realize it.
“Aaron,” she whispered between kisses.“Where?”
I slid my hand around hers and pulled her with me, checking doors for an empty office we could put to good use.The third door we came to was unlocked and appeared to be unused from the neatness of the desk.After I ushered her inside, I glanced up and down the hall before slipping in and locking the door behind me.
She moved over to the desk and looked over her shoulder with a devilish grin.She shimmied her dress up her legs and revealed her bare ass.
“You’re not wearing any panties.Fuck me.”
