by Ash, Nikki
When we get there and pull up to the private hanger, Kayla looks shocked that we aren’t arriving in the regular terminal.
“Umm… Bentley? Are we flying on a private plane?” She darts her eyes from me to the plane several times causing me to laugh.
“Yeah, I figured it would be easier with all of us flying on such short notice.”
“Who’s all of us?”
We step onto the plane and her question is answered. Already on the plane are all of our friends chatting and waiting for us.
“Oh my god! Everybody is going away?” She screeches as she runs over to Liz, Hayley, and Ashley giving them a group hug.
Cooper walks over and gives me a bro hug. “Finally using some of that dough on yourself, bro?”
I shake my head and chuckle. The truth is I couldn’t spend the amount of money I have in my lifetime, especially not the way I live. Because of my father being financially savvy I have money all over the place in various ventures, and the money I do spend is just from the interest and earnings alone.
I walk over and bump fists with Caleb and Kaden, and then the pilot requests we fasten our seatbelts so we can take off.
Once we are seated and buckled in, Kayla asks, “Who is paying for all this?”
The guys all look at me quickly and then try to look around to not give anything away. It’s not that I am keeping my money situation from her; it’s like I have said before, I don’t want to scare her off. She has this crazy notion that people need to be equal in a relationship. I have finally gotten her to give us a real chance, and if she knew money-wise it’s like ninety-nine- to- one she might freak out on me. I’m just not ready to chance it yet.
However, I am not going to flat out lie to her. “I did. I have money saved up and I wanted to do this for us. Please don’t be upset. We are fine for money and I just want to have a good weekend with you and our friends, ok?”
She looks at me skeptically but luckily lets it go. If all goes well this weekend, we will be one step closer to being married and then I will tell her about my inheritance. I just need to take it one small step at a time with her.
We arrive in Colorado and have a van take us straight to the cabin to get settled in. It’s cold as shit here but I love it. We arrive to the cabin and Kaden is the first one to comment.
“Holy shit, dude! Is this your place?”
I try to look at it from their perspective. It’s a large two-story cabin made of brick and stone. There’s a wraparound porch on both the first and second story. There’s a large chimney that goes up the entire side of the cabin, where smoke is rising out of the top. I had the housekeeper stock up and start the fire before we got here. In the background are the mountains.
To some I guess the cabin would look over-the-top like something you would see in a photo but to me it looks like home away from home. I spent my entire life coming here with my parents during many holidays including Christmas break.
“It’s not my place, technically. It’s my parent’s place. We have been coming here every year since I was little. Actually Cooper has been here a few times with me when his parents would let him go.”
Everybody walks inside and stops to take it all in. The inside is just as beautiful as the outside. All wood from floor to ceiling, comfy country chic furniture and décor my mom has decorated the place with over the years. Kayla walks up to the stone fireplace and picks up the family picture on the mantel and smiles at me.
“You look so happy in this picture. I hope one day we have pictures like this of Faith.”
I wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her forehead. “We will and she will be just as happy. She already is happy. Maybe if you like it here we can make coming here a family tradition.”
“Really? I have never skied or snowboarded before. Can you teach me?” She beams with childlike excitement.
“Absolutely. And when Faith gets older she will learn to as well. You will teach her to surf and I will teach her to ski and fight,” I say with a wink.
She laughs and it makes my heart pump just a little faster. I love that fucking sound.
“Alright, so where is everybody sleeping?” Caleb cuts in.
“Liz and I get our own room,” Cooper adds.
“I can share a room with Ashley,” Kaden says.
“Yeah? On the floor?” Ashley barks out with laughter.
“Shut up, crazy!” Kaden laughs back.
“There are four rooms. Kayla and I are taking the master so you all can figure the rest out.” I grab Kayla’s hand and pull her down the hall to the bedroom. Let them figure out the sleeping arrangements. I have forty-eight hours alone with my woman. I don’t have time to play camp counselor.
We get to the master bedroom and as soon as we walk in, I close the door and push her up against it plunging my tongue into her mouth. Her hands come up to my hair and she tugs lightly trying to push me away. I try to ignore her and continue to swirl my tongue around when she laughs into my mouth causing me to laugh as well.
I back away and she laughs harder. “Bentley! I haven’t even seen the bedroom yet!”
“It has four walls and a bed. You don’t need to see anything else. Trust me. Now where were we?”
I push my erection up against her and go back to kissing her. This time she moans softly and instead of her fingers tugging my hair to push me away she pulls my face closer causing our kiss to deepen.
I reach down, grab her ass squeezing tightly, and just as I am about to pick her up to bring her to the bed there’s a knock on the door.
I pause our kissing just long enough to say, “Go away!” and then bring my lips back to hers to continue tasting her.
There’s a knock again.
“What the fuck! Go away!” I yell.
“Maybe they need something.” Kayla laughs while trying to give me her best glare.
I move us from the door and swing it open about to kill whoever is on the other side.
“Umm… I’m sorry. I just wanted to see if there’s any way to get to the resort. I was thinking I could maybe stay up there,” Hayley says softly clearly embarrassed to have interrupted us.
“What? Why would you do that?” Kayla says pushing me away and walking out the door with Hayley.
“Well, there’s only one room left and Caleb doesn’t want to share.”
I walk behind them down the hall planning all the ways I can get even with Caleb for being the reason my dick is still hard as fuck and not balls deep inside my woman right now.
“You aren’t staying anywhere else. Right Bentley? We will figure it out.”
I nod then head to find Caleb to get this shit figured out. He is sitting on the living couch with his head hanging down
“What’s up man? Is it that big of a deal to share a room with Hayley?”
He sighs and shakes his head. All these years and I have never seen him with a woman except that night when he kissed Hayley on a dare.
“I’m sorry, man. I’m just not comfortable sharing a room with her. It’s nothing against her. I just don’t know her. I can stay somewhere else.”
“No, man. It’s fine. We will figure it out. Can I ask you why though?
He looks at me and cringes. “I just don’t trust women.”
“Alright well would you be ok with sleeping on the couch? I would feel like a dick if I ask her to and she’s trying to leave to stay somewhere else.”
Caleb sighs loudly and shakes his head. “Fuck, I know she likes me. I try to ignore it but I see the looks and shit. I shouldn’t have kissed her at the club. I don’t know what the hell came over me. I don’t want to be a dick. Let her sleep in the room and I will crash on the couch as long as you are ok with that. She kept insisting I sleep in the room and she would sleep elsewhere. I didn’t know what to do.”
“Ok, cool. And it’s only for two nights so it’s not a big deal. If you ever want to talk, I’m here.”
We bump fists and head into the kitchen to let Hayley know the room i
s all hers.
“Are you sure, Caleb? I don’t mind sharing a room with you… or I can stay on the couch.” The poor girl looks so defeated. I never paid attention but I think she really does like him.
“It’s cool. Please take the room. I don’t mind sleeping on the couch.” He gives her a small smile and she smiles back accepting the answer.
We all decide to call it a night. It’s late and we are going to get up early in the morning to go check out the skiing resort. We walk back to our room and the first thing I do is call my parents to check on Faith while Kayla gets ready for bed.
I am finishing up the call when Kayla walks out of the bathroom in a sheer black nightgown. It shows everything yet covers it all up at the same time. Underneath is a small piece of material some would call underwear that is supposed to be covering her pussy but it really isn’t covering much. Her hair is down and it’s just long enough that it covers her nipples so I can’t see them but I would bet my life they are budding out ready for me to suck on them.
She is leaning against the doorframe with a devilish grin on her face knowing exactly what she is doing to me. She looks fucking perfect. She is fucking perfect. And she is all mine. I don’t know what the hell comes over me but all my planning flies out the window when I blurt out, “Marry me.”
Her head tilts to the side unsure she heard me right. I know this isn’t how it was supposed to happen but fuck it. It’s happening now.
I stand up as she walks slowly towards me waiting for me to say something. I meet her in front of the bed and turn her to sit her down on the edge.
“This isn’t at all how I planned this. I was going to do it tomorrow night. I reserved a private room at the restaurant at the resort, and I was going to get down on one knee after dessert. But then you come out here looking like you do, beautiful and sexy and I can’t wait another second to ask you to be my wife. I love you Kayla, so damn much. I love our daughter and our life. I want to marry you and make you happy for the rest of our life.”
I pull the ring out of the pocket of my luggage to show it to her. “Kayla Peterson will you make me even happier than I already am and marry me?”
Kayla
I don’t even need to look at the ring to know my answer. It could have been a freaking ring pop and I would still say yes to this man. He has become everything to me. He is an amazing father and partner, and has become my best friend. He has been saying ‘I love you’ to me for so long and while I haven’t once said it back, he has never commented or gotten upset. He has loved me unconditionally every step of the way. He accepts me just the way I am.
I realize that while I am listing off every reason in my head as to why I am going to marry Bentley, I have not yet verbally said a word. And of course, he continues to have patience just waiting for me to sift through and process my thoughts and feelings.
When I finally speak what comes out first is, “I love you.”
His face brightens instantly and I want to freeze-frame the way he looks when he hears those words.
“I love you too, baby.”
We stare at each other for a moment and then it hits me…I still didn’t give him a damn answer! Jesus, I seriously suck at this. That thought makes me laugh out loud and his smile morphs to confusion.
“Yes! Yes, I will marry you.” I jump straight into his arms and of course he catches me. My legs wrap around his back as my mouth hits his. We go from zero to sixty. We are all teeth and tongues. His hands are kneading my ass and my hands are gripping his hair pulling him closer to me as my pussy grinds up against his hard stomach seeking relief.
He walks us around to the side of the bed and lays me down crawling on top of me parting my legs with his knees. He takes my left hand and slides the ring onto my ring finger. I don’t even have a chance to check it out and admire it before he growls out a “mine” and his mouth is back on mine once again.
We kiss for a long time—to the point that my lips feel numb and bruised—before Bentley moves to my neck. He licks and then bites and sucks and then licks once again. He works his way down to my breasts and after kissing each nipple over the sheer teddy he loses his patience and rips it down the center. He kisses my nipples a second time but this time without the material he is able to grab each one and suck on them sending a bolt of pleasure straight to my pussy causing my core to tighten up.
I buck my hips against his hardness through his pants. It does absolutely nothing to alleviate the pent up tension my body is building from his touch. He continues to suck on each nipple and I swear I am close to having an orgasm from this act alone.
“Bentley, please. I want you inside of me.”
He releases my nipple from his mouth and sits up to remove his shirt and then removes his boxers and jeans. Every time I get a chance to see him like this, I can’t believe this man is all mine. The man hasn’t trained for a fight in months yet is still hard everywhere. Toned stomach and chiseled chest, and I don’t even need to count anymore to know the man has an eight-pack of abs. It’s no wonder every mom in that stupid mom’s group wants my fiancé. Holy shit! He’s my fiancé! I am engaged to Bentley Cruz. The thought suddenly has me kind of freaking out. Will I be a good wife? Will we last forever or will we become a statistic my parents always talk about?
Bentley must sense my freak out because he leans forward and whispers into my ear, “Don’t overthink this, woman. You are mine and I am yours and that ring is never coming off your finger.”
I can feel my entire body visibly relax when I hear his words. His ability to calm me is almost unnerving. He gives me soft kisses on my lips, my cheeks, my chin, and then works his way down to my sex. I think he is going to kiss me there but instead he grabs my waist and flips me over onto my stomach so I am lying face down.
Before I can even question his motives, Bentley gives my ass a hard slap causing me to moan loudly as my pussy muscles clench together. I can’t see what he is doing but I feel his teeth on my ass cheeks as he bites down and then licks the bite-mark to soothe away the pain. Bentley is an expert at finding the perfect balance between pain and pleasure.
His one hand begins to massage the area he bit while his other hand goes under me and begins to play with my pussy, swiping up the juices that are already flowing, grazing my clit and then moving away from it.
“Bentley…oh God…please…” I moan too loudly forgetting we aren’t alone in this cabin.
He chuckles at my incoherent words and then I feel it. His finger that was just in my pussy moves into my puckered hole. He is using my juices as a lubricant and while I should be worried, my thoughts drift back to the last time his finger was in there, and how good it felt. Remembering the pleasure his finger brought me, my ass automatically raises up in an attempt to push against it seeking that same pleasure once again.
“Patience, baby,” is all he whispers in response.
With my ass in the air, he reaches back under me and sticks his fingers back into my pussy gathering up more of my juices moving them to my ass. He does this a few times until I can feel his finger slide right in. I can’t help the groan that comes out of me.
With one finger in my ass, he moves his other hand back to my pussy and begins to rub the sensitive nub.
“Play with your nipples, baby.”
Leaning onto my elbows, I grab ahold of my nipples playing with them. My body is completely over stimulated and I can feel the orgasm building at an almost alarming rate. Bentley adds another finger to my ass while simultaneously rubbing harder against my clit.
I am just about to explode when I feel his cock enter my pussy in one swift motion and it’s all too much. I completely lose it. My pussy contracts around Bentley’s dick, my clit throbs against his fingers, and as if that isn’t enough he pushes his fingers deeper into my ass massaging my insides. My body begins to shake and I am coming. I can feel myself coating him with my release.
Bentley picks up the pace going deeper and harder and then he is coming with me.
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bsp; “Fuuuckkk, Kayla. You feel so fucking good.” We both come down from our high and he pulls out.
“Holy shit, woman. You soaked my cock with your orgasm.”
Neither of us even gets up to go clean up. Bentley drops to the side of me and rolls me to the side with him. With my back to his front, he spoons me close, and we both quickly drift to sleep.
I wake up in the morning looking around remembering where we are. I look down and laugh that we are both still naked from last night and then look at my left hand to see the beautiful engagement ring.
I go to get up to take a shower but Bentley pulls me back in to his body.
“Uh-uh. Stay here.”
“I need to shower and then we need to get dressed to meet everyone for breakfast.”
“Only if we can shower together.”
I laugh at his cuteness. “Always.”
I turn the water on and let it heat up. Bentley comes in with a couple of towels and opens the door for us to go in. Grabbing the soap, I begin to wash off his body and remember back to all those years ago in the shower when he wouldn’t have sex with me because he didn’t have a condom.
I take the washcloth and begin to wash his dick watching it get harder and harder the more attention I give it. When it gets hard enough I let the water rinse it off before bending down to stick it in my mouth.
“Damn, woman,” is all that comes out of Bentley’s mouth.
His dick is pulsating in my mouth as I suck it root to tip. I know if I can keep going I can make him come but that is not what I want.
I stand back up and Bentley looks at me confused. I push him lightly to sit down on the bench in the shower. I turn around to face away from him and then guide my pussy right onto his hard shaft.
“Holy shit!” He groans out when I am seated all the way on his hard length.
After a few seconds of adjusting to him being inside of me, I begin to move up and down fucking him while his hand goes to my clit to help me along. Our wet bodies are making a slapping sound as I continue to ride him faster and faster. Neither of us lasts long and within minutes both of us our finding our release.