The Marriage Pact: A Baby Romance

by Tia Siren

  I watched her clothes fall to the floor while her curves emerged for my viewing pleasure, and she swayed her luscious hips before she threw open the balcony door in our bedroom and stepped out and into the hot tub.

  “Care to join me?” she asked.

  We sat naked in each other’s arms on the private balcony while the water bubbled around us in the hot tub. I held her close to me while my dick throbbed against her body. She wiggled around in my lap and smiled when I would finally buck into her, but something told me she would do nothing but tease me until the time was right for her.

  And I was willing to follow her into the abyss if it meant feeling her body wrapped around my dick again.

  “What would you like to do about dinner?” I said in her ear.

  “Well, I bought a new dress. Maybe we could go out somewhere?”

  “Sounds wonderful. I know exactly where to take you.”

  We got dressed, and she slipped into the bathroom. I found it curious that she was hiding getting dressed from me after we had spent an hour in the hot tub, naked and rubbing against one another. But when she emerged, I took in the bright blue, white, and green floral fabric that fell from her shoulders, fluttered around her chest, and wafted around her thighs. She looked absolutely radiant, and she was smiling bright at me. All I could do was shake my head and rake my eyes along her body.

  “You look…” I trailed off.

  She smiled and blushed underneath my gaze. I strode across the room and pulled her close to me. I felt her breath pulsating against my lips before I placed a small kiss on the tip of her nose, and when it crinkled, I felt my heart physically tug in ecstasy.

  “Ready to go?” I said.

  “Always,” she whispered in return.

  I took her to a restaurant that overlooked the crashing waves of the ocean, and I couldn’t keep my hands off her. I held her fingers within the palm of my hand while she watched the ocean, and when she turned her head back to me, she flashed that beautiful smile I’d come to adore.

  “Thank you so much for the clothes, Mason. They’re beautiful.”

  “It’s nothing. Really. This dress looks beautiful on you.”

  “They’re the most expensive things I own now,” she said nervously.

  “And you deserve much more than that.”

  Her gratitude was astounding to me, and it was in that moment that I realized just how much I took for granted in my life. Honestly, I’d never seen a light bill or a phone bill, or even a bill of sale for something I’d purchased.

  It was nothing for me to forgo receipts and never once take a look at price tags, and I realized that all of this was a dominant force in Ash’s life. Bills and receipts, budgets and clothing sales, all of it was how she built the life she had. Never once did I ever need to take any of that into consideration.

  I could see the gratitude and thankfulness in her eyes, and it sucker-punched me in my gut, in the best way possible.

  “If you’re up for it,” I said. “I have one last thing for you.”

  “Oh, really now?” she asked, smiling. “And what might that be?”

  I dug around in the pockets of my coat and pulled out the jewelry I’d purchased her the day before that stupid charity dinner. I set the dark velvet boxes in front of her as her eyes followed my movements. I watched her breathing speed up slowly, and I chuckled when I realized what she thought was happening.

  “No, none of these are rings,” I said.

  I saw her release a breath of relief, but I realized I wasn’t doing the same thing. I realized that my body didn’t panic when I mentioned buying Ash a ring, and there was even a small part of me that could actually envision the type of ring I would get her.

  I watched her hands slowly move to the boxes, and when she opened them, I saw tears burst forth from her eyes. She picked up the necklace and lightly fingered the precious beads adorning them. Then she moved to open the box for the earrings and realized they not only matched each other, but also matched her dress.

  “Mason,” she whispered. “These are absolutely beautiful.”

  “I got them when I saw them. They reminded me of you.”

  “When did you get these?” she asked. “We’ve been together all day!”

  “I got them the day before that idiotic charity dinner. I wanted to give them to you that night, but you already had such nice jewelry on already.”

  I mentally kicked myself for bringing that night up again, but Ash clutched my hand while her eyes sparkled with happiness.

  “They’re absolutely beautiful, Mason. Thank you.”

  “You deserve all of it, Ash. All of it, and so much more.”

  I looked into her watery green eyes, and suddenly, it all fell into place. Tears streamed down her cheeks while she held the necklace tight in her other hand, and I realized why everything suddenly felt so different, why the earth had suddenly shifted, and why I suddenly couldn’t catch my breath.

  I was falling in love with Ash, and I realized then and there that I would do anything I could in order to have her.

  “Could you help me put it on?” she asked, holding out the necklace to me.

  I got up and rounded the table. Ash piled her hair high on her head, and I slipped the necklace around her neck and fastened it. I bent down and kissed the back of her neck while she slipped the earrings into her ears. Then I helped her with the bracelet before I took her hand and sat back down.

  I couldn’t keep my eyes off her during dinner. I appreciated that she wasn’t afraid to order off the actual menu. A salad to her was an appetizer and not the main course, and I reveled in spoiling her with all the incredible foods this restaurant had to offer.

  She wanted her own dessert, and we got to share and try each other’s. When the check finally came, I couldn’t pay it fast enough. She looked radiant in the things I’d bought her, and I wanted to get her back to the hotel so I could slowly peel her layers back and lick every exposed part of her.

  We tumbled into the hotel suite, and my back landed against the back of the couch. We toppled over and laughed when the both of us hit the floor on the other side, but I soon flipped her over onto her back and planted my lips firmly back onto hers. Her red lips cascaded down my cheeks and neck, and her hands were trembling too much to get my clothes off. I couldn’t wait to get everything off us.

  I needed her, and I needed her now.

  I pulled her into my lap before I rose up and set myself back onto the couch. Her hands flew to my pants. She pulled my throbbing dick from its confines just before it started leaking from its tip, and her knees planted next to my hips before she pushed her panties off to the side.

  She sank herself down onto my dick, and I could feel the lacy number she was wearing underneath her dress. I told myself I was gonna pull them off with my teeth when I could finally lay her down on her back.

  Her hands gripped my hair, and she rocked back and forth in my lap. The fire that shot through my body was nothing short of mind-numbing. I forgot about the trip to Milan, and I forgot about my mother pushing that insane woman into my life. I even forgot about the threat that bitch made toward my family fortune.

  “You’re incredible, Ash,” I whispered.

  I grasped her ass cheeks and rose up with her, and while I was still seated inside of her, I shuffled out of my pants and slowly walked us to the bedroom. I laid her down and threw the crooks of her legs over my shoulders. I felt her fingertips grip my strong thighs in anticipation for what was to come.

  I pounded my hips into hers while getting a peek of the bright orange lingerie she had on underneath. A low groan escaped from my lips when her pussy began to flutter around my dick. I bent over and rested my body on her hamstrings, pinning her to the bed, and her jaw unhinged in silent delight as my balls began to slap against her ass cheeks.

  “Oh, god,” Ash choked out.

  I pinned her wrists above her head and felt her juices covering my balls. For a split second, I debated on keeping her here. I
could beg her to quit her job, and we could live on the edges of Big Sur and never look back while we lived our lives. I’d offer to pay all of her debt off, get her a better car, and buy her a completely new wardrobe with lingerie I could peel off with my teeth every night.

  I plowed myself into her hips and felt her body molding and shaking underneath mine, and I realized I was falling in love with Ash.

  And I didn’t want it to stop.

  “I’m coming,” she moaned.

  Her body trembled, and her throbbing walls pulled me deep into her body, and for the first time, I didn’t give a shit that I didn’t come. Pleasure cascaded across her features, and I watched her hard nipples push through the fabric of her beautiful dress. When her pussy was finally done sucking down my cock, she slipped her legs off my shoulders.

  I laid down, my face planted right into her luscious breasts, and I felt her heave for air while her hands slowly ran through my hair.

  “Did you come?” she finally asked.

  “Doesn’t matter,” I murmured into her skin.

  “Well, that just won’t do,” she huffed.

  Chapter 24

  Ash

  I slowly flipped him over in bed and raised up onto my knees. I worked the dress over my head, and I tossed it to the floor. I kneeled there in the bright orange lingerie I’d purchased earlier that day, and the way his eyes cascaded across my body made me feel beautiful. His dick twitched in approval, and he worked his tie and shirt off before he leaned forward and wrapped his lips around my nipple. His hand massaged my breasts, and my head rolled back. When he finally released my nipple, I sunk my body down to his.

  I planted soft kisses on his bare chest and ran my fingertips down his naked body. Before I could wrap my lips around his thick cock, he pulled me up toward him and crashed his lips onto mine. He rolled me back over in bed and flew down to my pelvis. I watched him grab my lacy panties with his teeth and slowly inch them down my legs.

  “Dear Jesus, Mason,” I groaned.

  He lifted my feet and slowly peeled the panties from my body. Then he planted soft, wet kisses all along my leg before he blew a cool stream of air right onto my glistening pussy folds.

  I groaned, torn between my own pleasure and his. “But you haven’t come yet.”

  His mouth silenced my protests when he sucked my clit into his mouth. I knew it wouldn’t take long before I found my end all over his lips. His hands were all over me and every touch shot electricity through my spine. I fell over the edge for the second time that night, and I’d never felt more beautiful than I did in that very moment.

  He pulled my hips closer to his face and thrust his tongue inside my entrance, and his name poured from my lips like a whispered prayer while my body trembled with every lick of me he took.

  He hovered over me and helped me sit up, and I felt the world spinning around me. He stood me up and led me to a chair where he sat down. He guided my body toward his, and I straddled his lap. I slowly sat down onto his throbbing dick, moaning at how easily he slipped into me. I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck and buried my face into his skin while our bodies moved in tandem with one another’s.

  He groaned my name into my ear, and I felt our movements become more frantic. When his dick started twitching deep inside of me, I bit down lightly onto his shoulder. His grip tightened around my back, and I felt his hips thrust quickly into me. With each other’s names tumbling from our lips, I raised up and swallowed his orgasmic groans. Our tongues moved together as one while our bodies stilled with the force of our orgasms. When I felt our juices slowly dripping out and onto his hips, we pulled back and smiled at each other.

  “Wow,” Mason said.

  “Exactly,” I said.

  We fell asleep in each other’s arms that night after cleaning ourselves off in the hot tub, and when I woke up to the sun rising over the water, I made us some coffee and took it out to the balcony. Our weekend had been absolutely incredible, and I was enjoying the isolated bubble we were inhabiting.

  I realized that Mason had the ability to live his life like this all the time, and I found myself thinking that I could continue to live it this way with him. It saddened me that we had to go home today. When Mason joined me with his own cup of coffee at the table that overlooked the ocean, I could tell he saw the sadness on my face.

  “What’s wrong?” he inquired.

  “Oh, I’m fine,” I brushed off.

  “Ash. Don’t retreat. Talk to me.”

  “I just…”

  I sighed and closed my eyes when I felt tears rise in them. I suddenly felt like I was spoiling the entire weekend. He had been so giving and so gracious with his money, and here I was, crying because I wanted to be selfish.

  “I’m sorry, I just…”

  “Take your time,” he said lowly.

  “I just don’t want it to end, that’s all.”

  I looked over at Mason and was shocked when I saw a smile on his lips, but I was even more shocked when I heard the statement that fell from them right after the smile bloomed.

  “How would you like to prolong our time together?” he asked.

  “What?”

  “How would you like to prolong the weekend?” he asked again.

  “I can’t, Mason. I have to work.”

  “Well, the idea I have is better than work,” he said.

  “Doesn’t change the fact that I have to work.”

  “What if I called your work and asked to have you longer?”

  “I’d probably be fired,” I said.

  “Say we could get you out of work. Are you interested in my idea?”

  “Sure,” I sighed. “If I can get out of work, what are you concocting?”

  “A trip to Milan.”

  I choked on the coffee that I was drinking, and I spilled it all down the front of the plush robe I’d found in the bathroom. I wiped the back of my hand across my face while Mason chuckled at my reaction. Then, I whipped my gaze over to him.

  And his face was completely seriously.

  “You told me that night in the bar, after that shitty play, that you wanted to study jewelry-making in Milan. So, come to Milan with me.”

  “We just… go to Milan? Without me having a passport?”

  “I can get your passport rushed through the system. One thing you’ll come to realize is that the type of money I have can get you anything.”

  “Uh huh,” I said.

  “So, Milan? If we can get you out of work, would you go?”

  It was a once in a lifetime offer, going to Milan. I would never be able to afford it unless someone paid for the trip in full, and Mason just told me he was willing to do that. He was willing to do that for me.

  Just whisk me away to Milan.

  “Just think about it, all right? The passport only takes a phone call, and I’m sure I can sweet-talk your boss into letting me have you a little while longer.”

  We packed up the few things we brought with us and made our way back to the helicopter. On the flight back, the breathtaking views of the coast did nothing to distract my mind from what it was mulling over. Milan. I actually had a chance to go to Milan. But not only that, I had a chance to go to Milan with one of the most amazing men I’d ever met.

  I had no idea how in the world I was gonna get a passport, and I had no idea how I was gonna convince Luna to give me more time off, but for the first time in my entire life, I decided to screw what everyone else needed from me and do something that I wanted to do.

  Something I really, truly wanted to do.

  “Okay.” I nodded as the helicopter landed just outside of L.A.

  “Really?” Mason asked. “You’ll come with me to Italy?”

  I slowly panned my gaze towards him and nodded. I couldn’t believe I was even saying “yes,” but when I did, he threw his arms around me and pressed a kiss to my cheek.

  “You’re gonna love it, Ash,” he whispered.

  He let me go and helped me off the helicopter. When
we climbed back into the limo, he took out his phone and started making some phone calls. He asked me for some personal information and told the person on the other end of the line that he needed it as soon as they could get it to him. When he hung up the phone, he asked me what the phone number to the craft shop was.

  And I rattled it off for him.

  Milan. The place I’d always wanted to go the moment I found my love for jewelry-making.

  I was going to Milan.

  Chapter 25

  Mason

  I dropped Ash off at her place and told her to be ready by tomorrow. I couldn’t believe she actually agreed to go with me. Now, I needed to kick my ass into gear. I needed to set up the private jet and make sure it was fueled. I had to research jewelry-making classes in the heart of Milan and schedule some for her. I had to make sure our accommodations were taken care of and that we were in the finest the city had to offer. And of course, I had to make sure she had a passport.

  “Yes, just ‘Ash.’ Her license says it, and her social security card says it. Yes, I need it no later than tomorrow afternoon. We’re taking off then.”

  “Knock knock!”

  I nodded at Winston and waved him in just as I was getting off the phone. The hotel was calling me, wanting to confirm our reservations, so I held up my finger to him and started talking.

  “Yes, myself and a guest. For the rest of the week. Yeah, massages in the evenings. Not sure about all our meals. I’ll let the kitchen know.”

  “Ooh, sounds fancy,” Winston whispered.

  He hopped onto my bed and struck a pose, and I shot him a dirty look when he started batting his eyelashes at me.

  “Yeah. Tomorrow evening. See you then.” I hung up the phone, feeling excited that everything was coming together.

  “Sounds like the big Milan trip,” Winston said. “Momma dearest know you’re going early?”

  “No, she doesn’t, because momma dearest isn’t the one going early,” I said.

  “Dude. Don’t tell me you caved to Eva. Come on, we talked about this.”

  “I’m taking Ash,” I said.