He shook his head and kissed me again. “We’re more than a team, baby. We’re one in the same. You and I are one, forever and always. And I’ll do everything in my power to keep your sweet ass happy.”
“Me too.” I smiled and raised my head to kiss him.
We’d done it. We’d made it all real.
We’d found our happily ever after…
The End.
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Filthy Commitments
Filthy Commitments Epilogue
Jett
Water cascaded over the enormous rocks. The sound was deafening. I saw Asia hiding from me just behind the waterfall. She didn’t realize I saw her.
Ducking back down, I moved through the tall grass, slow and stealthy, like a tiger who had found its prey. When I got to the edge of my cover, I waited, watching her.
Her dark hair was wet, slicked back. Her eyes were darting around as she kept an eye out for me, ready to run if she caught a glimpse of me. Her breasts heaved as she took rapid breaths.
I’m sure the swim to get underneath that fall had been a rough one. My little Asia thought she was clever. She was, but so was I.
She must not have seen that there was another way to get to where she was. A simpler way. But I’d be out in the open for a few seconds. If she saw me, she’d have time to jump back into the water and possibly swim away from me once more.
I’d had her in my grasp on the other side of the falls. She’d managed to escape and took the plunge through the rapidly moving water that took her away from me.
But I was going to get her back.
I had to.
And I had to move fast to get her back where she belonged. People were waiting. She’d made promises, and I meant for her to keep them, even if she didn’t.
Clad in nothing more than my bathing suit, I felt the first rush of cool air that signaled night would soon fall. I had to get her back before that happened.
Something made a splashing sound on the other side of her, and she turned to see if it was me, giving me the opportunity to get to her. Like a serpent striking, I sped across the open terrain and slipped into the shadows of the space under the falls.
She’d never hear me. The sound was much too loud for that. Moving in behind her, I took her by the shoulder, spinning her around to face me. She shrieked so loudly, I could hear it over the loud sound of the water.
“No, Jett!” She tried to wiggle out of my grip.
I wasn’t having any of that. She had to be subdued if I wanted to get her back to where she belonged.
Pulling her to me, I moved back into the shallow cave and pinned her to the rock wall. Her eyes were huge as she shook her head. I just nodded and pulled my cock out of my shorts, then pushed her suit to the side and thrust into her.
She wrapped her legs around me, helpless as she moaned in my ear, “Jett, yes.”
Moving my cock in and out of her, I looked into her eyes. I let her know who she belonged to. She was mine, all mine, and she would go back with me to do what she’d promised.
Her body began to give in as I moved in and out of her. I kissed her as she came all over me. Her nails curled into my back, but I wouldn’t stop. Not yet. She was still a flight risk.
Moving her to lay on the cave floor, I mounted her, pulling her legs back so I could push into her further. “Yes!” she screamed as her body kept quaking around my cock.
Pounding into her at a furious pace, I leaned in and bit her neck, then sucked it. It never failed to send her into a frenzy of orgasms. She was crying out with desire as her body gave me everything I demanded.
It was getting increasingly hard to hold back my own release, but I had to. I needed her helpless, putty in my hands. There was no other way.
Letting her legs go, I moved down her body and kissed her juicy mound. “Oh, Jett!” Her eyes were wide as she looked at me just before I went down on her, forcing my tongue into her swollen canal.
She let out a moan as I pushed my tongue into her, feeling the convulsions of her vagina. I lapped up the juices she was letting go. They tasted like heaven and made me salivate furiously.
Voraciously, I ate her out, then moved up to kiss her clit. Her nails dug into my shoulders as I put my lips on the swollen bud, then licked it over and over until she was crying out with another orgasm.
Only then did I move back up her body and force my cock into her as she came hard, so hard it was difficult to get my cock to go inside of her. But when I did get it in there, it was a bevy of sensations—all of them good.
I didn’t have to move at all as her body took mine over the edge. I groaned as I came, and she moaned, “Jett, oh, baby.” She was purring like a satisfied kitten after a bowl of warm milk.
I’d done it. I’d taken all the want to run out of her.
I waited for us to catch our breath before pulling my head up to look at her. “You know, you’re prolonging the inevitable, Asia. Once we’re done, then they’ll all leave, and we can have some fun all alone in the privacy of the cabin.”
“But, Jett, I don’t want to do that. It’s just that I know I’m not good at it.” She closed her eyes and frowned.
Nudging her cheek with my nose, I said, “You’ll be great at it. You’ll see. And you already said you’d do it. No wife of mine is going to say she’ll do something and go back on her word.”
I rolled off her and took her hand, picking her up. Taking a look at the water below us, I weighed the options. Jump in and let the water take us down the river a bit, then get out and walk back up, or climb the side of the waterfall to get back.
Asia made the choice and jumped, taking me along for the ride.
Would she ever learn how to let me make the decisions?
Asia
Jett thought he had me so easily. Boy, was he wrong. I wasn’t about to go back there and be humiliated, no matter what I foolishly said I’d do.
Swimming through the water, I made sure we headed far enough down the river that it would take us a while to get back—back to the place I’d run from. The place that held undo punishments.
Jett stayed right with me as we swam. He wasn’t about to lose me again. When I got away from him and purposely went over the waterfall, the look on his face was priceless.
He never thought I’d do a thing like that.
That’s how badly I wanted to get away. That’s how much I didn’t want to do what everyone else in our little party wanted to do.
Taking a vacation with other couples from The Dungeon of Decorum was something I had worried about, but what they wanted to do wasn’t something I’d ever thought would come up.
My exact thoughts were that I’d float down the river until I came to other campers. Then I’d hitch a ride to town, call my mother-in-law to see how the kids were doing, and tell her to send a helicopter for me. I wanted the hell out of those Oregon woods!
But Jett was staying close. I was sure he meant to take me back there kicking and screaming if he had to.
I wasn’t an idiot. I knew the little sexy session was to wear me out so I’d be easy for him to take back. It gave me an idea. Why not use that to my advantage too?
No one was around. The woods on either side of the river sheltered us. The water, which had been rushing, was slowing down and becoming more tranquil. It got shallow enough that I could stand up. Turning to him, I splashed his just a little, being playful. The water was up to my neck, but hit him mid-chest. I wrapped my arms around him and growled, “The cave was fun. I bet a little watery action would be fun too.” I ran my legs around him and humped him just a bit.
A grin broke out over his handsome face. “You do?”
I reached down between us and pushed his swimming trunks down, so I could play with the beast a bit and bring him back to life. Kissing him while I did that, it was no time before I had him right where I wanted him.
The cool water that surrounded us did little to ease the heat that was building in us both. I ran my hands ove
r his muscular back, exploring the hills and valleys that were created by them.
He ran his hands around my ass, lifting me up a bit, then sliding me back down onto his cock that had become rock hard. We moaned as the connection was made. It just never got old, that sensation of being part of each other.
He rocked me back and forth, making my body stroke his. Moving my mouth off his, I trailed kisses up his neck, then whispered, “I love you, Jett.”
“I love you, Asia.” He moved one hand up my back as his other held my ass so he could keep moving me. His hand wrapped up in my hair and he pulled my head back, then kissed the front of my neck.
I opened my eyes to find the sun had nearly set. It would be dark in minutes, then we’d have a hell of a time finding our way back to the cabin. But I’d rather spend the night out in the woods alone with Jett than go back to the place where everyone else was.
It was easy to get lost in the passion with Jett. He moved in ways that took my body to an alternate state. Heat filled me while the water cooled my skin. It was intense, arousing, and highly satisfying.
Not only was I getting some awesome sexual action, but I was effectively staying away from the thing I didn’t want to do. A win-win in my book.
Jett started walking toward the shore, making me think he was about to end our special time. I wasn’t about to let him do that. Ramping things up, I nibbled on his neck. He stopped walking, and I found out what he’d been up to.
He pushed me back and made me release my legs. I floated on the surface as he held me by the waist and pushed and pulled me to stroke his cock.
Gliding over the water as he took me was out of this world. I looked up at the sky and saw the first few stars. It was gorgeous and everything felt otherworldly.
He moved one hand down my waist, over my hip, then to my clit, where he manipulated it, making me orgasm. He growled as I came undone and moved me faster and faster until he came too.
Picking me up in his arms, he held me, kissing my neck and murmuring sweet things to me. With our bodies easing and our breathing becoming normal, he let our connection end.
“Come on.” He took my hand and proceeded to lead me out of the water. “There’s just enough light to see how to get back to the cabin.”
“You don’t suppose they’re done, do you?” I asked as I situated my bikini as we got onto the rocky shore.
“I hope not.” He tugged me along, aware that I was lagging behind on purpose. “You’re being silly, Asia. It’s not like you to be this silly.”
“Silly?” Now I was getting hot. I jerked my hand out of his, but found he caught me quite easily and tossed me over his shoulder.
“Yeah, silly. And I’m done chasing after you.” He gave my ass a good smack, making me yelp.
“Jett! Put me down.” I pounded his back with my fists.
It just made him laugh. “Pound away, baby. It feels like a massage.”
It seemed I’d be dragged back there, kicking and screaming. Jett was bound and determined to get me back to the other couples.
I stopped struggling so I could think. There had to be something else I could do to get out of it.
Jett
The soft pine needles made a natural carpeting as I walked in my bare feet to get back to the cabin. The night sky was making more and more stars pop out and the breeze was cool.
Asia was light as a feather. I could carry her over my shoulder all night if I had to. But she was coming back with me, no matter what.
One would think that going through what a woman does when she has three kids would’ve had Asia where nothing would bother her. Shyness should be a thing of the past. But she was letting this shyness get to her.
Asia had finished college, then worked part time after that, as we had little Josh to take care of too. Two years later we’d had a girl, Jasmine, then only six months after Jasmine was born we’d gotten pregnant again. We had another son—Jake. He’d come a bit too close to his older sister. Asia had found she didn’t want to go back to work, even part-time. She wanted to stay home with the kids and be a full-time mom, which was great with me.
Whatever Asia wanted, I wanted for her.
Two years had gone by, and Asia had done nothing other than be a wife and mother. She wouldn’t allow anyone else take care of our kids, even though both our parents had wanted to take them at different times, offering us a break.
I was game. I wanted some nights alone with my wife, but she was adamant that she didn’t want them to go. She felt guilty that Jasmine and Jake hadn’t gotten to have our complete attention the way Josh had. That guilt was making her into a person she’d never been—an introvert with reclusive tendencies.
She’d only leave the house when we planned special trips to the zoo or a park—family things that we took the kids with us to do. She’d let our families come over and we’d go to our parents’ homes, but always with kids in tow.
I didn’t mind that, but I did mind what was happening to the woman I loved. She was losing herself in our children. I had made it my mission to find her again.
Asia was still as smart as she’d ever been, but the sharpness she’d always had was growing dull. She was becoming burned out and she didn’t even see it happening to her.
After our youngest son’s third birthday party, I got with our parents and told them I thought Asia needed a break. I knew she’d fight me like hell over leaving the kids with them for a week, but she desperately needed the vacation.
Secretly, I made plans to take her on an adult-only trip. I made some calls and found out a small group of couples from The Dungeon of Decorum were going on a camping trip out to one of the forests in Oregon. I signed us up for it.
There was one main lodge and six small cabins that surrounded it. In the main lodge, there’d be scenes played out that anyone could be a part of, or they could make one of their own. I thought Asia and I could possibly make one. If not, we could be spectators, and it would ignite our passion and spark her up again.
She was in desperate need of a spark.
It was a safe place to explore our sexuality more, and there’d be women she could talk to who lived the way she did. Not everyone lived the way we did.
In our home, I was king. What I said went. All decisions were mine. In theory.
I wasn’t the strictest ruler. Leniency was my policy, and because of that, my wife was beginning to lose her luster for life. I needed some Dom time with men who were good at that kind of thing.
Asia needed me to be more for her. I wasn’t just her husband, I was her partner. A partner who was there to help her be the best she could be. And she was that for me too.
Only, with the kids, things were getting out of hand. Our bed had become a family bed. It was never meant to be that, but it had ended up that way.
With our first one, we just loved the little guy so much that we kept him between us so we both could look at him, feel his presence, and know he was safe.
Jasmine came along, and for a little while, we put them in their own beds. It just made sense. Then the guilt of having Jake came and all three were in our bed every night.
Asia and I had to sneak off to make love. Needless to say, that only happened about once a week, if that often.
I missed my wife—my sexy, affectionate wife—and I wanted her back. If I had to learn how to be more dominant to make sure I got her back and kept her, then so be it.
The funniest part about Asia running away after the third day there was why she ran off.
That’s what made no sense.
Asia
As I laid over Jett’s shoulder, I thought about why he didn’t understand why I didn’t want to participate with the others.
Jett didn’t understand who I’d become. I wasn’t the old Asia—the carefree girl with no worries who was up for anything and happy go lucky most of the time.
With kids comes great responsibility. I couldn’t be carefree. I had to care about everything. From day one, I’d had to monitor
poops, pees, cries, and feedings. The things I had to monitor on our newborn were endless.
‘Did you give him any water?’
‘Why did you give him water? He can’t have that.’
The advice was as endless as the things I had to monitor. But I’d managed, somehow, to cut through the advice and pick out what I thought worked best for our son. I had gotten the hang of parenting by the time Josh was two. Then I’d decided I wanted another child. I’d read that more than three years between siblings caused riffs in sibling relationships.
Jett was down for another kid, so we put Josh in his own bed, as he’d been sleeping with us, and we got busy producing another offspring. In that three-month period of so much love making, Jett and I reconnected.
It was fantastic!
I had gotten pregnant, and all through the pregnancy, we’d fucked like rabbits, delighting in the fact that we had effectively gotten Josh into his own routine and bedroom and were free to explore our love once more.
Jasmine came, and we’d waited out the six-week period of no sex like a couple of dogs in heat who had been chained up from each other. The day the six weeks was up, Jet had gotten Josh to sleep. I had gotten Jasmine to sleep and put her in her baby bed in her own bedroom, gotten the baby monitor, and taken it to our bedroom to wait.
When he’d come in, we’d virtually exploded around each other. It was hot, it was electric, and it wasn’t going to stop. We couldn’t get enough of each other. We’d done the same thing each night—put the kids to bed. then met in our room where it was back to fucking like rabbits.
It was awesome!
Until I found myself pregnant again. And our baby girl was only six-months-old. I’d lost that special time with her, and I’d lose my special time with the new baby. It was terrible timing.
And with that pregnancy, the sexual heat that Jett and I had begun to lose points on the thermometer. The urges simply vanished. We found ourselves letting the kids sleep with us. Then Jake came along and there were five of us in the bed.
Sex wasn’t even thought about. It would come as an afterthought once a week, or even less than that. Jett and I got along fine. We were good to one another and parented as a team.
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