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Chapter Eight

Annalise

After exploring the site where we were staying, Drake, Ayden, and I returned to our chalet. We watched DVDs until Ayden fell asleep on the couch. We took him to bed, then returned to watch another film and finish the wine I had opened earlier.

When the film had finished, I cleared away the wine glasses and went outside for a cigarette. Stubbing out my cigarette in the ashtray outside, I walked back into the chalet and locked the door behind me. Drake was sat on the couch and the look in his eyes spoke of hunger and desire. He didn’t need to speak…his look spoke volumes. I walked over to him and straddled his lap. I caught his bottom lip between my teeth and felt the involuntary shudder ripple through his body. His arms wound their way round me and pulled me flush against his chest. I kissed my way along his jaw to his ear, whispering sweet nothings before returning to his lips. There was nothing sweet about the way he kissed me…he could barely control his desire and I didn’t mind at all. Drake loved it when I took charge. His lips claimed mine with force and his tongue swirled against my own as I reached for the hem of his t-shirt. I lifted his top over his head, breaking our kiss momentarily. Looking at the planes of his body made my breath catch in my throat. Every time I drank in the sight of him naked it was like seeing him for the first time.

Drake reached for the hem of my top, removing it quickly from my body so we didn’t have to be apart for long. He pulled me back to him and trailed kisses along my shoulder, down to the swell of my breasts. He unclipped the back of my bra and it fell from my arms. Goosebumps spread across my naked flesh and I felt a warmth begin to pool in my abdomen. I took hold of Drake’s hand and led him to our bedroom in case Ayden woke up and came looking for us in the lounge. Drake locked the door behind us as I made my way to the bed.

Looking at my husband, half naked and looking like an Adonis, my heart seemed to skip a beat. With his dark hair that nearly graces his shoulders and those beautiful emerald eyes, he really was the image of perfection. The desire written across his face lit a fire in my belly that I knew could not be quenched with just a quick fix. No, I wanted to take my time with him, to give him the pleasure he deserved. He moved in front of me and I reached for his belt. I undid the button and zipper on his jeans and let them fall to his feet. He moved to remove his boxers, but I shook my head and he let his hands drop. He stepped out of his jeans and kicked them to one side, then he reached for my jeans and removed them as swiftly as he could. We stood before each other, him in nothing but his boxers, me in nothing but a pair of lace panties. Our breathing was faster and more shallow than normal. I reached a hand out and ran my fingers down his torso, slipping below the band of his boxers and lightly caressing his tip, feeling the pre-cum and smiling at the sensation. Drake’s breath hitched and I looked up to see a sexy smile grace his lips.

“Fuck!” he gasped.

At that precise moment, I decided I could wait no longer so I pulled his boxers down to let him spring free and pushed him back onto the bed. The edge of the bed made his knees buckle and he landed with a soft thud. Kneeling before him, I smiled up at him before letting my tongue stroke him from the base of his cock to the tip and back down. I enjoyed the feeling of being in control. He lay back and let me take the control I needed in that moment. His hand was in the back of my hair, and as I took him fully in my mouth I heard a little gasp emanate from his throat. Feeling the throbbing of him in my mouth made my desire for him skyrocket.

I stood and removed my panties before slowly crawling up his body, feathering a trail of kisses up his sculpted body as I went. His shudders from my kisses made me smile and I leant down to devour his mouth. He kissed me fervently and my hands trailed up his body to rest at either side of his head, bracing myself above him as I positioned my body at the right angle to ease myself down on him. The feeling of me stretching to comfortably fit his length had the fire within me burning hotter. I started to move slowly up and down then Drake’s hands found my hips. He started to move in sync with me, then his hands moved up my body to knead my breasts. He broke our kiss so he could kiss the swell of breasts between his hands. Taking a nipple between his teeth, he bit gently, eliciting a gasp from me. He moved to do the same to the other nipple and my hands found their way to the back of his head to pull him closer. I loved it when Drake bit me and he knew exactly what it did to me.

“Fuck, you’re so wet for me, baby,” he whispered against my skin.

I smiled as I began to move faster against him. He caught my rhythm without missing a beat, then without warning, he swiftly moved us so that I lay on my back and he was above me. Taking hold of my leg, he placed it over his shoulder as he pulled out of me and slammed back into me. My breathing was erratic, my heart beating so fast I thought it would burst out of my chest.

“More…” I said in a hoarse whisper.

Drake pulled out of me again and slammed back in, not enough to hurt me, but enough to make me moan louder than before. He upped the pace, my body reacted on instinct. My walls clenched around him as my climax began to build. All of a sudden Drake was no longer inside me and my body mourned the loss of him, but then he made his way between my legs and licked at my entrance, lowering himself to the floor and pulling my other leg over his shoulder. His tongue was gentle, building my climax in a different way than before. Then before I could take another breath, he inserted one finger and my walls clenched around it. Drake hummed his approval and the sensation against my clit had me squirming. As he pushed another finger inside me, he gently bit my clit and it was almost too much.

“More, Drake, please, just…more.” My words were spoken into the night and Drake took his cue to move his fingers harder and faster, rubbing against my g-spot and making me wetter by the second.

“Mmm, baby, you taste so good,” he said as he licked at the juices overflowing from me.

My head was spinning and I gripped the sheets as Drake deftly inserted another finger, causing me to moan long and loud as that third finger acted as a catalyst to my climax.

“That’s it, baby, come for me.”

He kept pushing in and out of me as I rode the aftershocks. Slowing his pace, he then removed his fingers. He looked directly into my eyes as he licked my glistening juices from them. My legs fell from his shoulders as I no longer had the strength or desire to keep them in place. Standing from his position on the floor, Drake quickly climbed above me and rubbed his erection against my entrance. He slowly slipped inside me, stretching me once again to accept the whole length of him. There’s no better feeling on this Earth than Drake inside me, pushing me to my limits and then taking me beyond them. He slowly made love to me, being gentle and tender. My heart felt like it would burst with all the love I felt inside me. My second orgasm began to build and Drake’s rhythm changed slightly as his own climax built. My orgasm tore through me, making my walls clench around Drake, milking him for all he had as he came inside me. He stilled and looked down into my eyes.

“You are the most beautiful woman in the world, Annalise Anderson.” Drake’s words dripped with love and devotion.

“I love you,” was all I could say in reply.

We lay side by side and I snuggled against Drake’s chest. He wrapped an arm around me and we drifted into a blissful sleep.

***

The next morning there was a knock on the bedroom door.

“Mommy, the door is locked. Can I come in?” a little voice asked from the other side of the door.

“Hang on, sweetie,” I called as I got out of bed and retrieved my robe from the back of the door.

I tied my robe tightly around me and opened the door for Ayden. I walked out into the hallway and immediately he took off towards the kitchen. I followed him and saw him waiting patiently on the stool at the breakfast bar.

“What do you want for breakfast, buddy?” I asked as I looked in the cupboard to retrieve the box of his favourite cereal.

“Weetos, Mommy.”

“Pardon?”

“Sorry, Mommy. Please may I have some Weetos?” he asked in his sweetest voice.

“Of course you can,” I replied as I poured him a bowl of cereal and put the kettle on.

“Thank you,” Ayden said as he waited for me to finish pouring the milk into his bowl.

I gave him his breakfast and made coffee for myself and Drake. It wasn’t long before he stirred and came walking into the kitchen in just a pair of jeans.

“Good morning, gorgeous,” he said as he wrapped his arms around me from behind and placed a kiss on my neck.

“Good morning,” I replied as I turned in his arms and placed a sweet, chaste kiss against his lips.

“Hi, Daddy,” Ayden said around a mouthful of cereal.

“Morning, buddy. Eat up and get dressed so we can go out,” Drake said as he took his coffee from the breakfast bar and ruffled Ayden’s hair.

“Okay, Daddy.”

Drake and I sat in the lounge, sipping our coffee as we waited for Ayden to finish his cereal. When he got down from his stool, I made my way to the bedroom to help him get his clothes for the day before going and getting myself ready. Drake came in and grabbed a t-shirt, but before he could leave the room I wrapped my arms around him and kissed along his strong jawline. His day-old stubble tickled my lips and I kissed all the way to his ear, knowing it drove him crazy. His hands on my spine had me squealing. I pulled back and looked into the most gorgeous eyes I had ever seen. Hunger, lust, love, a whole host of emotions flashed across them. In an instant his lips were on mine, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth. I opened my mouth to him and he sought my tongue with his own.

“Breathe, baby,” Drake said as he pulled away slightly.

I let out the breath I didn’t realise I had been holding. Sometimes Drake took my breath away in a literal sense.

We finished getting ready and the three of us got into the car so Drake could drive us to Paignton Zoo. It was our favourite place, having got engaged there. But it was also one of Ayden’s favourite places because he got to see the penguins.

***

After a long day at the zoo, Ayden, Drake, and I were ready to return to the chalet. We had seen the wolf where Drake had proposed to me, the penguins for Ayden, and many more beautiful and exotic animals. Ayden had spent ages roaming around the Savannah habitat. There were so many gorgeous animals there that he had tons of fun and wore both Drake and I out. It was time to go back and get some rest before going out for something to eat.

“Someone had a long day,” Drake whispered.

I turned to see Ayden asleep in the back of the car. He looked so peaceful and relaxed.

“Well, he did have an adventure today,” I whispered, turning to look at Drake.

Drake’s hand found its way to my thigh and rested there as he drove us back to our chalet. I entwined my fingers with his and relaxed back in my seat.

The journey back didn’t take long and we were soon back indoors. Ayden was still asleep so Drake carried him to his room before taking my hand and leading me to the shower. He stripped me naked, then remained there gazing at me for a moment. I placed a chaste kiss against his lips then began to undress him. Once we were both naked, we turned on the shower and stood underneath the steady stream of hot water. It cascaded down my back and Drake grabbed the shower gel, squirting some into his palm to wash me down.

After washing each other, we stayed under the water and I traced my hands over Drake’s muscular chest. I wrapped my arms around his neck and let out a slight gasp as he pushed me against the cold shower tiles. He claimed my lips and his hand found its way between my legs. I moaned louder than I should have with a sleeping boy next door, but I couldn’t help it because his kisses were turning me on and his fingers were playing with my clit. Before I knew what was happening, Drake slipped a finger inside me and swallowed my moan as he kissed me. I could feel his arousal at my stomach and reached down to trace my hand from the base upwards. I wrapped my hand around his length and stroked him in rhythm with his finger inside me. All too soon he removed his finger, but before I had chance to miss the sensation, he manoeuvred us so my leg was up around his waist and he was inside me. I moaned as he pushed deeper before pulling back—almost all the way out—then pushing inside me again more forcefully. He found a rhythm he liked and we both panted and moaned as we became lost in the sensations. He leant down and bit my nipple until it was taut and I could feel it tingling. Then he did the same with the other nipple before moving up to kiss my collarbone, my neck, along my jaw and lastly, my mouth. His hands had hold of my hips as he rocked in and out of me. That familiar sensation built within me and before long we were both losing control and coming at the same time. We stood still until we came down from the high enough for me to stand alone without feeling dizzy.

Chapter Nine

Drake

After making love to Anna in the shower, I want nothing more than to spend the rest of the day luxuriating in the feel of her, losing myself to my more animalistic side. But as I get out of the shower, I hear Ayden playing in the lounge. I quickly dry myself off and get dressed, telling Anna in a hushed whisper that I love her before disappearing into the lounge to see what my son is up to.

I decide to make today a movie day, so I tell Ayden to choose a DVD he wants to watch. I put some popcorn in the microwave and wait for Anna to come downstairs. When she comes into the lounge, there is a moment of shock on her face as she sees that Ayden and I have built a fort. What movie day is complete without a fort? Ayden has chosen to watch
Avengers Assemble
and
Avengers: Age of Ultron
. The first DVD is already in the player, just waiting for us to sit back and enjoy. Anna comes and sits in the fort with us and we settle back to watch Thor try to kick Iron Man’s ass; that is definitely a highlight of the movie for all of us, along with Hulk throwing Loki on the ground and calling him a
‘Puny god.’

The day passes us by in a blur of movies and popcorn, Ayden and I re-enacting his favourite scenes, and Anna laughing her ass off. Life can’t get much better. This is my life and I love it. Anna and Ayden are my world and I don’t know where I’d be without them. I may sound sappy and not very manly, but I learned when I got with Anna how to get in touch with my feelings. She just brings these things out in me. But I don’t voice my feelings often, that I will admit. I don’t have a problem when it comes to telling my wife and son that I love them, but not coming from a very tactile family, I find it hard to show emotion. Whenever Anna wants to sit and talk about stuff, I mess it up because I close down and bottle everything up. But I’m trying to open up, I’m trying to be the man my family needs me to be. I admit that taking Anna on when she was already pregnant with someone else’s child was a huge thing for me. But I fell in love with her the moment I laid eyes on her. We were friends first and I knew she was pregnant. We found out at the twenty week scan that we were expecting a boy and it wasn’t long after he was born that I officially adopted him.

I look back on the beginning of my relationship with Anna and I realise she’s the woman I will want for all time. I try my hardest to be who she needs me to be. But I have secrets that I keep from my wife. I know I should open up to her, but I can’t. I know she’ll leave me if she finds out what’s going on and she has every right to. So days like today become tattooed on my mind. I try my damn hardest to make each day count, because I know one of these days will be my last. Anna will find out what I’m trying to conceal from her—it’s only a matter of time. When that day happens, I will lose the two people that mean the most to me in this world and I will have no one, nothing. I won’t live my life, I will only exist. I will cease to have anything that could be called a life. Why do I do this to myself? The honest answer is—I do not know. That sounds like a cop-out of an answer but I swear I don’t know why. If I know that my secret will break my family apart and will throw my life into disarray, why do I keep it a secret? Because it’s too late to tell her. I should’ve told her when it began. I should have confided in the woman that loves me the most. But the longer you keep a secret, the harder it becomes to bring it into the open. The fact that I know all this yet can’t bring myself to do anything about it shows that I’m weak. I want to be the man Anna and Ayden need me to be, but I just don’t know if it’s possible.

Bringing myself out of my ugly thoughts, I give myself a mental shake. I need to be here, in the here and now. I need to enjoy the time I have left with my family, so I grab the laptop whilst Anna and Ayden bake a batch of their famous chocolate chip cookies. I look up the flights and work out the dates we can leave. I phone my boss discreetly and book the time off. In just a few weeks’ time, the three of us will be on the holiday of a lifetime. I best make sure that Anna and Ayden’s passports are up to date. I can’t wait to see the look on my wife’s face when she finds out where we’re going. I know the smile will light up her beautiful features, it will make her blue eyes shine. And Ayden? Oh my goodness, he will be hyperactive and his enthusiasm will be contagious. Thinking about it brings a smile to my own face. I reach up and touch the corners of my lips with the tips of my fingers. I want to remember how this feels for the rest of my life.

“Daddy, the cookies are done,” Ayden proudly announces, running into the lounge.

“They are?”

I look at my son and see the smile beaming across his handsome face. He loves baking with his mom. They always make such a mess of the kitchen, but what’s a little mess when my son can be so happy?

I put my laptop down and take Ayden’s proffered hand. He leads me to the kitchen and I have to laugh at what looks like a bombsite.

“Wow, you’ve been busy!”

Anna’s glorious red locks are pulled back into a high ponytail but flour dusts them a little. She looks stunning. Her ocean blue eyes pull me in.

“We made three different flavours,” Anna says as she brushes away a stray lock of hair and leaves a streak of flour across her face. She looks sexy, stood there in her apron with her hair a mess and flour streaks everywhere.

“Yeah, we made chocolate chip, double chocolate, and toffee cookies, Daddy,” Ayden chimes in.

“You did? Can I have one yet?” I ask him as I take a seat at the kitchen island.

“Not ’til after tea…that’s what Mommy said.”

“Oh, yes, of course. What’s for tea then? I want to eat quickly so I can get to dessert.”

“I fancied a takeaway,” Anna says as she looks at me and huffs a breath out to stop her hair falling back into her face.

“Well, you’ve done enough cooking. Let’s get Chinese or something,” I reply as I stand to help tidy the kitchen.

“American Slice, Daddy. Please say we can have that tonight?”

Typical that Ayden should want hot dogs. They seem to be his favourite thing and it’s what he chooses every time we allow him to pick what we order.

“It’s up to Mommy,” I say as I start to load the dishwasher.

“Pleeeeease Mommy?” he pleads as he shoots her a look that begs her to concede.

“On one condition…Daddy and I get to have something we want next time,” Anna replies.

“Okay, Mommy,” he says as he runs across the room and hugs her tight.

The sight of the pair of them warms my heart. They have such a close bond. No mother and son could be closer.

We tidy the mess away in the kitchen and then order hot dogs. Once they arrive, we tuck in and Ayden makes a mess with the mustard as usual. It’s something that makes me giggle every time he does it. Silly, I know, but it’s kind of endearing.

***

After our delicious cookies, Ayden is bathed and settled in bed. I pick up our favourite bedtime story and sit on the bed with him snuggled into my side. He loves to hear me do funny character voices and his laughter rings out in the room. We finish our story and I kiss Ayden on the forehead as he lies down and gets settled underneath the duvet. I look at my son and see a lot of love and happiness. I know he’ll be even happier when he finds out I’ve booked another holiday and this time it’s to somewhere he’s always wanted to go. We’ve promised him over the years that when he’s old enough to ride the rides at the theme park, we’ll take him. Well, now he’s old enough and it’s time to make memories to last a lifetime.

I close Ayden’s door and walk across the landing to the room I share with the most beautiful woman in the world.

Seeing the bedroom empty, I assume she’s getting ready for bed in the en-suite. What I don’t expect is the sight that greets me once she opens the connecting door. Stood before me is Aphrodite personified. Her beautiful red hair cascades over her shoulders and touches the swell of her breasts. The blue of her eyes cannot be missed, they shine like sapphires in the night. Anna sashays across the room, my attention rapt on her curvaceous body. Her gorgeous long legs are accentuated by a pair of black stockings. Following the line of her legs, I see a small black G-string with a pink bow on the back. My eyes roam upwards and I see a black corset, adorned with pink ribbons and bows. The thing that has me salivating the most, however, is the sight of her cleavage. Anna’s porcelain skin is glowing in the light of the room. She looks good enough to eat and I intend to devour her.

“See something you like?” she asks with a salacious grin.

“Yes ma’am,” I reply, my voice husky with desire.

Anna stalks towards me slowly. It’s agonising, waiting for her to reach the bed. My eyes roam her curves and I feel myself harden. Just the sight of her is enough to get my blood racing.

She watches me watching her and a naughty smile spreads across her beautiful face. She knows just what she’s doing to me. Knowing what affect she has on me, she sashays her hips in time to the music I have only just realised is playing.

As Anna stands before me at the bottom of our bed, she looks at me with a wicked glint in her eye.

“Stand,” she commands.

I do as she says and I stand, waiting for her next move. I don’t have to wait long, as she starts to undo the buttons on my shirt. Her hands feel as soft as velvet as they slide my shirt off and roam my muscles. Her touch makes me harder than I was moments ago. I feel my cock pulse and throb against the jeans holding it prisoner. Her touch is slow and purposeful. Judging by the heat in her eyes, she is enjoying the moment, enjoying tormenting me. But I know part of her wants to tear the clothes from my body and reach her goal faster. Her hand dips beneath the waistband of my jeans and she strokes me once—slow and agonising. My breathing hitches and I hear a little whimper escape her mouth. I try to undo my belt, but she pushes my hand away. I reach out a hand to push back the tendrils of hair covering her sumptuous cleavage but she gives me a look that says not to touch, so I let my hand fall back to my side.

Anna makes short work of undoing my belt, button, and zip, then she pushes my jeans down my legs. She licks her lips and plays with her lip piercing, making me want to crush my mouth to hers, but I know she’s in control tonight. I step out of my jeans as they pool around my ankles and I kick them to one side. Anna’s hands roam my body, torturing me and my patience—or lack thereof.

“Sit,” she says and I instantly do as she wishes.

Leaning towards me, Anna pushes me back onto the bed and I lie back, but keep my head up slightly so I can watch her. She kneels between my legs and reaches for the waistband of my boxer shorts. I lift up slightly so she can slide them down with ease. Once she has them out of the way, she licks me once from base to tip and a shudder passes through my body. Her mouth is warm, wet, and inviting. She grips my cock in her left hand and begins to work me over, switching between licking me, sucking me deep into her mouth, and then teasingly pulling back momentarily. My breathing is heavy and raspy sounds escape my lips as my beautiful wife does what she knows turns me on more than anything. Having her initiate things and take charge is something I will never tire of.

I feel her move away and watch as she stands. She looks into my eyes and flashes me a smile as she begins to sway her hips to the music once more. This time, however, she begins to strip, starting with her corset. My eyes immediately fall to her breasts and I lick my lips as I watch her palm her breasts and pull her nipples taut. Running her hands down her lithe body, she pulls her G-string down her legs. My breathing hitches as though it’s the first time I’ve ever seen her naked. The sound draws her eyes to mine and she steps out of the thin material, kicking it to one side so she stands before me in just her stockings. If there’s a more stunning sight to behold, I have never seen it. Her body is curvaceous; she has the perfect hourglass figure. My hand goes to my cock and she shoots me a warning glare, so I let my hand drop and wait for whatever she has in store for me.

“Lie down,” she says in a husky voice, letting me know she is just as turned on as I am.

I do what she says and wait for her next move.

I don’t have to wait long as she walks over to the bed and crawls up it, straddling my body. Her breathing catches and I know she can feel how hard I am pressing against her core. Leaning down, she catches my bottom lip between her teeth. I feel her nip it slightly before she leans closer and begins placing feather-light kisses from my jawline to the sweet spot behind my ear. She knows it drives me wild. I grow harder, as if that’s possible, and Anna nips my ear between her teeth before returning to my mouth and devouring it with her own.

I want to roll over so she’s underneath me, then fuck her and brand her as mine, but I hold back, wanting to know what she has in mind.

Anna breaks our kiss and draws back to look at me. Lust fills her blue eyes and her chest rises and falls rapidly. Slowly she strokes a hand down the length of my body, reaching for my cock that throbs at her touch as she guides me inside her. She’s warm and dripping wet, it feels incredible when she’s wrapped around me like this. She lowers herself so that I am fully inside her and then begins to move against me. My hands find her hips and her hands go to either side of my head as she dips down to kiss me once more. I move in rhythm with her and a moan escapes her as she throws her head back. I reach up a hand to move the tendrils of red hair that shield her full breasts from my vision. Once her hair is pushed back over her shoulders, I stroke her neck softly and then trace my way down over her breasts, stopping to pull her nipples taut between my fingertips. She gasps and arches her back, pushing her breasts closer to me. I take it as an invitation and I gently bite her nipples, pulling them between my teeth, making her shudder. I pull back and look at this goddess, wondering what I did to deserve such a wonderful woman. She’s everything a man could ever wish for.