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“Promise?” she asked placing her forehead on
his. “I won’t survive this a second time.”

“I
will not leave you unless God himself calls me from this Earth.” He stroked her
hair and turned her face to his with his other hand. “I won’t fuck up a second
time, not when I have everything I’ve ever wanted right in front of me.
Family.”
He sensed her need for physical contact to be the
soothing balm for the hurt riding between them.

Seth
brushed a kiss on her lips, shifted his hips, and lifted her chin with his
forefinger. “Let me in,” he whispered against her heated skin. Ailyn opened her
mouth a fraction, giving him the chance he needed to drink her in. Soft kisses
turned fevered. She pushed her supple body into him. His arousal pulsated
against her lace panties.

“Get
them off.” She moaned into his mouth between lazy kisses. She dropped her hands
from his hair and moved them to take her panties down. Seth reached the fabric
before she could. With two fingers, he ripped them off, giving him the access
he wanted.

“Better?”
He nipped her neck as she freed his erection from the confines of his boxers, then
he lifted his hips, allowing her to push the elastic down until they pooled on
the floor. Her heat emanated over him, wet and ready. Rising on her knees, she
stroked his cock, and then sank down on him, encasing his cock in pure heaven.
Seth unclasped her bra and molded her breasts in his hands.
Fuck
. She felt good rising and griping
his dick with each downward glide.

“
Mmm
.”

Her
words ignited the compulsion to come too quick. Seth groaned and slipped his
hands under her ass to thrust his hips and strike her sweet spot when their
bodies collided, groin to groin. She let out a husky moan as she rocked her
clit over his pubs, creating a cataclysm of pleasure as she creamed over his cock.

“I
love how you ride me, darlin’.” He nipped her lips, slipped a finger into her
saturated core and then dipped the blunt tip into her puckered hole. She
wiggled against the intrusion, giving him access. “No one else has been here?”

“N-no,
just you.”
She sank her manicured nails into his
chest. He fucked her ass with his finger while she rode his cock hard and fast,
her teeth sank over her bottom lip in rapture, a look he loved to see.

Seth
chased the shell of her ear with his tongue and sucked her lobe into his mouth.
Ailyn shuddered and yanked her head away from him. How he missed driving her
crazy. With a curl of his finger and pressure of his mouth on her nipple, she
convulsed over him, sucking him into a vortex of euphoria.

Driven
to possess, he cupped her nape with one hand, threading his fingers into her
hair, thrust his tongue in her mouth and devoured her with a single minded
intensity to rebrand her his. He came hard coating her womb with his seed. She
continued to rock over him, milking his dick, moaning as his pulsating cock
caused aftershocks in her channel. Out of breath, heart hammering against his
ribs, he curled his arms around her.

“I
have something for you.” She trailed kisses down his jawline and put her
fingers to his lips when he opened his mouth to protest. On shaky legs, she
slipped off his lap.

Seth
gazed into her passion flushed face, leaned back and raked a gaze down her
satisfied body. “Let’s take this to the bedroom then.”

“Okay.
Let me just pick up my clothing.”

“Still
a neat freak.”
He sprang up, swinging her up in his
arms. “They can wait til the morning.”

“Put
me down.” She broke out into peals of laughter as he located her ticklish zone.
“I have to get them now, what if Eva comes home tomorrow morning before
school?” Her words sobered him right up. He set Ailyn down gently and slapped
her ass. “Get to cleanin’, woman.” He winked and picked up his clothing.

“Thought
that would make you
pick
up your mess. Speaking of
messes, the couch is sort of messy. Maybe we should clean it too.”

“Or
leave it.” He winked. “C’mon, darlin’,” he plucked one of her thigh highs out
of her hand, “these for me?” A guy could dream.

“Nope.
I have to have something that makes me feel sexy underneath all my conservative
clothing.”

“Damn,
here I thought you changed into these to torture me while I waited on the porch.”
He draped the silk stocking over his neck. “How many pairs of these do you
have?” He followed her up the stairs, stopping to glance at pictures of her
with their daughter on the way.

“Oh,
maybe a few dozen or more.
I don’t know. They’re
just things we women collect like perfume and books.”

Clothes
forgotten, Seth spun her around and caged her against the wall. “I see a night
of you trying every single pair on for me.” He breathed into her ear, brushing his
scruff against her jawline. A heady inhale of breath caused his cock to lurch.
Still naked, he pressed into her allowing her to feel the affect she had on
him. “You’d take them off one by one, for me, yeah?” Inhaling, her hitched
breath as her irises dilated, he ran the tip of his finger down the slope of
her neck to the valley of her breasts.
“Soon and very soon.”

Ailyn
ducked under his arm and ran. With a smirk, he enjoyed watching her ass jiggle
a bit as she made her escape, then took his time to join her. An explosion of
pink blinded him as he stepped into her room and grimaced. She hadn’t outgrown
her fetish for Pepto Bismal pink, although there was no frilliness like her
dorm room. The girly color adorned all of her furnishings.

“What?”Ailyn
laughed. “I know. My
madre
decorated
for me. She keeps sending me knickknacks. I’m not sure how to stop her.”

“There’s
just so much of it.” He dropped down on the center of her bed. “My eyes want to
hurl. Can we sleep on the couch? I’m not sure my man card won’t get revoked in
all this—pink extravagance.”

“Well,
how about I keep you distracted instead.” He licked his lips as she opened her
closet where an array of stockings met his gaze.

“Cowboy,
this is not what you think. They’re hand washed and hung on posts to air dry.”

Seth
groaned as she bent over and drug out a large fire safe box. Her eyes caught
his. “You’re killing me.”

“I
know.” She turned giving him a view of her peaked nipples and reached for her
pink robe hanging from a hook.

“Now
you’re taking away the best view,” he groused as she donned the robe and tied
the sash.

She
tsked. “You’re like a little boy losing his favorite toy.”

“I
won’t answer that.” Seth watched her open the box and take out a stack of DVDs.
She crossed over to her player and placed the first one in, closed it, grabbed
the remotes and climbed onto the bed with him. “What’s all of this?”

“Our daughter.
We’ve been cataloging everything since August 14
^th
, 2004, when she
was born one full week early. I have scrap books too, but I figured you’d like
a visual first. I can leave if you want to watch these alone.” She brushed a
strand of hair behind her head.

“Nah.
Stay with me.” He grabbed his boxers and slipped them on. Watching home videos
of Eva seemed wrong to do in the buff.

Ailyn
curled up to him as she hit play.
“You sure?”

“Positive.”

The
first section was a fuzzy video of her birth. He watched as the doctor handed
Eva to her mom for the first time. Saw the emotion and heard her screaming
wail. His heart swelled with love at the sight of such a small beautiful baby.
“She’s perfect.” The painful existence of his absence in that moment faded with
the gift of the video. Seeing wasn’t the same as attending, but she was trying
to include him on what he missed out on, that in itself eased the betrayal of
not knowing to a bearable hurt.

Ailyn
didn’t
speak,
together they watched segments of Eva as
a baby. Her first smile, laugh, breast feeding.
Baptism.
He appreciated Ailyn giving him the gift of shared memories as he watched his
daughter roll over for the first time, say dada before mama, and take her first
steps. The tape moved forward to her first Christmas, first birthday,
trips
with Ailyn’s family, Easter egg hunts and his daughter
in a pretty purple dress.

After
the first video ended, he got up and put the second one in himself. “You are a
wonderful parent.” She set the bar high, he only hoped he could catch up or at
least get graded on the curve.

“Parenting
is a bit of a science. There’s really no handbook, you sort of feel it out and
set boundaries.” He listened to her advice, kissed her hair and tucked her into
his body as they watched their daughter get her first taste of dancing.

“She
began as a toddler?” He chuckled at the cubby baby in her tutu with glitter in
her hair.

“Yep.
Every time she head music or watched a kids show with dancing, she mimicked
their steps. Rianna had already settled out this way, so I joined her and
finished school here. We took care of Eva between the two of us and Cordero,
who visited every time there was a break from school, and then in between
training and fighting. Gaining some freedom from my mother worked out well,
gave her a reason to come visit all the time. When she saw Eva take to dancing,
my mom said it’d be good for her to meet other girls her age since she never
went to preschool. I enrolled her in dance for toddlers and later on in
gymnastics. Rianna paid for her classes for years while I was in school and
funds were a bit tight. Then I picked up the tab. One thing I know for sure is,
our girl lives and breathes to dance. Tumbling comes in at a close second and
now she’s aiming to get onto the competitive cheer squad not to mention
dreaming of being in the Olympics for gymnastics. She gets her drive from you,
ya know. Her temper from both of us but her athleticism, that’s all definitely your
genes right there.”

Seth
thought to get an edge into the conversation until she opened her mouth again.

“Oh—be
prepared to watch or hear about Swan Lake Barbie, Barbie Pink Shoes, Barbie and
the Twelve Princesses, and Barbie in the Nutcracker. To this day, she dances
out the movies with Barbie. I will feel blessed when she outgrows her favorite
character.”

Seth
chuckled. “She takes after you with all your frilly girly stuff. I’m not too
sure her drive comes just from me. You are pretty driven too.” He kissed her
head. “Thank you for this.” He settled in to absorb every aspect of Eva he
could. “Darlin’, I’m beyond touched with how you used the name we picked when
we stared at the constellations in the back of my truck after the movies ended
all those years ago.”

“One
of my best memories of us is from that night at the drive-in. I can’t remember
what played
though,
I was too consumed with you.”

“Great
date night. Let me put my photographic memory to the test.”

“Oh,
I remember. Wasn’t it The Breakfast Club and then Hellraiser? I remember we
went on popular ‘80s night.
Ugh
, yeah because he had those pins in head and face.”
Ailyn’s body shuddered against him.

“You
never could stand anything scary or Arachnophobia. I bet you got pregnant that
night, we didn’t do anything but watch scary movies on Halloween of that year,
how
many times did we do it?”

“Who
in their right mind wants to watch a movie about so many spiders?” She
shuddered, wound back and punched his arm in mock horror.

“You
don’t remember do you? It was one of those all-nighters, when you don’t
sleep,
you make love and only take a few minutes to recoup,
just to repeat the performance to see if you can set a record. We broke almost
a dozen condoms that night.” Seth chuckled as the DVD stopped.

“Proud
of yourself there, killer?
And yes I remember how
many times you and
I—
how could any girl forget that
many orgasms or how sore she was forty-eight hours later. That was a night of
insanity, like working out at a gym nonstop for days in Bootcamp hell.”

“Yeah.
We should have another night like that.”

She
rolled her eyes at his comment. “I have more videos.”

 
“I can’t promise not to make you that sore
again, but I do promise to be here to help soothe it.” He winked and rose from
the bed and picked over the discs. “Hey, what’s this one from 2004?” He held up
the blank disc.

“Oh,
I don’t know. Put it in.”

Seth
popped it in and leaped on the bed. Ailyn’s startled face was worth the stern
look that followed. “What?”

“You
want to break the bed so you can buy a new one. I remember how devious you were
back then.” She settled into his arms as her college theater production from
her junior year of college played.

“Oh
my God.
We are so not watching this.” Ailyn attempted to
remove the DVD, only he stopped her before she could clear the bed.